Best Freeness Poems

I wish to claim
My boyness
My yesterday sillyness
Innocent shyness
My crinkled nose grininess
That hide and seekiness
Spin the bottle 
kind of geekiness 

Getting caught 
My hand in the cookie jarness
That pushing too farness
Collecting comic charminess 
Pulling pigtales
Stolen kisses
Hidden playboy kinda business
Cop a feel inquisitiveness

Being a bit
Self conscience ...

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I hate 
your brownness 
your whiteness, 
your blackness
your freeness
I don’t care about niceness
I’m more partial to meanness 
 
I’m all the things bad
ugly and cruel
my venom pure evil
I’m partial to a fool

No one is safe
no not Christian or Jew 
If you’re  Buddhist or Muslim
I...

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You were the witness
Of my gradual disappearance
I evaporated one look at a time
Beneath your harshness
You so vibrant
Me cloaked in my shyness
You not seeing
Or wondering whyness

My smile lost all its brightness
My spirit its lightness
You became more brilliant
Rising in heightness
As I faded into my blackness
You became sheer...

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I thought no one would ever possess me
No matter how hard that they tried
But you gave it a go, where no one succeeded
The reason you did, I’ll never know why.

The winds blow me forever towards you
As if you’re the one, I’m having to find
Maybe the...

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I’m not sure what’s happening in this country…sometimes I think it’s being overrun by fools…in some states they’re banning books…in my state, Florida, they’re banning talking about gender and sexuality in schools.

While closing up the bookstore the other night I was thinking how crazy can...

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Setting sun

Splash of burgundy paan-spit
and the paterfamilias nodding off

pink  filial freeness
silhouetted against a crimson feel- flare
(or was it orange flair or even purple fair)

symbiotic exchanges
slapstick sequences

elfin  hemlines and tarty décolletages
catching agoraphobic impulses
homing…


04 aug 13

For Charlotte's contest...

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LIMP    LIMERICK



On  board  the  cruise ship   Venus

The crew’s  famed  for  non-manliness.

While standing erect   

And trying to connect

They  flop  with  their  flexible   freeness.



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* For Pickles and Tickles...

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The realms of resurrection buried,
Excavating bloody beliefs of slavery,
Decimating riots in a blink,
Rejuvenating imagery primed energy.

Shrillness of voice overpowering the silence,
Tears bursting eyes insane,
Holiness captured and tortured,
Bodies are in colossal   pain.

Daemons dancing in chaos of secularity,
Dungeons blasted by uncanny clout,
A shrine struggling to...

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They did me more
By knocking at my door
Kindred spirits
That's for sure
A young minds find
Articulating in kind
The freeness of flow
Which was hidden below
Given words
 which they ate
My mind thus said
Let's collaborate...

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Were it not a thing impermissible, 
I'd take handfuls of all these silly bits of 
Simulacra, and detritus, dross and debris:
The minutiae and impedimenta that are all these 
Constricting, confining rules and bylaws, codes and regulations:
And toss them aerially, and burn them with flaming arrows....

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I sit here thinking
Reading your words
A tingle starts to travel
From the hairs on my head
To the tips of my toes
My chest starts to heave
My heart start to race
My head starts to spin
Things twisting inside
Like a ocean tide
Crashing into me
Rolling over me
Taking me under
Taking me over
As...

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A thoughtful breeze gently caresses my wandering mind.
Sunshine hope reflects on river deep with stories to find. 

Freely wind dances through the leaves of tall,strong standing trees. 
Pink and yellow flowers grow wild with honey searching bees. 

A deer watches and rustles in the freeness of the land.
It...

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Let bye-gones be bye-gones musing backwards ceasing to remember  how time has past seems so amplifying, yet a overcast evoking images in one's psyche of the rise
and falls substained. Chronicles  of one's minds, hearts and souls  freeness from escaping suppression substained taking...

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I saw a young couple on the bus the other day

And knew right away what my eyes was beholding

Young love

His arm around her

Her snuggled into his side

The intense conversation 

Hanging on to each others every word

The shared giddiness as they find each other totally hilarious

The...

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