Best Inoperable Poems

For once this is not fiction

Can you change the past?
I yearn to,
But on condition I carry with me
All that I have learned.
But you cannot change the past.

Still, I yearn for a bottle 
Of chilled white wine Chablis.
Delicious on the palette,
Exquisite with rice and plenty of...

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And I walk
across numerical figments
speaking hyperbole dialect to their imaginations.

Numb, blocky gaps
whisper invitation to secret club.

Enticing my stature
to belong
to become exponent’s side-kick.

So they can welcome me with open arms.

Coating my digits with inoperable tumors
double-knotted in hot pink laced bow
and baby-breath scent.

They even left a Walmart...

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Science can’t save you, neither can religion,
at least Popper and Niebuhr, philosophers and poets,
are entertainers, which is why actors and athletes
are paid so much. Thanks for the summaries.
I was teaching Shakespeare’s 92nd ridiculous sonnet
to my student who lays blacktop in the off season
Shakespeare bellyaching about...

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My mom was a strong woman, and stubborn too,
Yet she had a soft side, between me and you.
That side she would show, when you least expected,
But let me tell you, she was well respected.

Mom was quite unique, and was one of a kind,
She was set...

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You thought you had a hold on me?
You thought right, you did have a hold on me
You thought letting you go would break me?
You thought right, it did break me
You made me miserable
It was always about you, you self-centred selfish son of a…..!
My thoughts always...

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Hideous cancer chisels away
With strange tragic sculpturing
And exposes dark flaws
heavy and black:
Inoperable, they say.

Ever present cigarette
Tenaciously supported
By shaking hand
and unfaltering need
Moved toward fried death
As wrenching cough spewed
Fire in weakened lungs.

A machine by the bed
Connected to tubes,
She wavers between
Sleep and reality
Fighting to hear 
The voices around...

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How should I describe this empty?
So that you may wake from this slumber
With my words, 
As some magic kiss. 
It is far more deep, and tender 
then any other wound.
You
Who had stretched tenderness,
The ability to believe,
Over my once
Inoperable fear 
Of forever.


You 
Covered me 
In a...

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Please tell me why we didn't get our happily ever after?

I fell for you hard, it was love at first sight 
As our love grew you became my everything 
We were inseparable and all was right
Every day you caused my heart to sing


Please tell me...

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the sun plays hide and seek with the clouds
sometimes it shines with full brightness then
like a lightbulb that has expired
loses it's brilliance...
insects,create their own brand of music
click...click...click...
all around is quiteness-
you can even hear your own breathing.
the day is almost over
the sun is getting tired with...

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All Eagles!!
There is a time in everyone’s life when Mother Eagle throws you out of the nest and either you fly or die,
All Eagles!!
There are times in your life where those closest to you make you feel like the worst person ever born.
All Eagles!
When you...

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What is this Evil
Growing inside me?
Who gave it legs and
Permission to feed,
On this - my own life….

Why can’t I cut
This evil out?
Why can’t I bleed
Fountains of youth?

I cry tears,
anguished pain;
Yet nothing…

Nothing
Can save

…me.


(written August 19,2008 as a result of learning of my mother in laws inoperable...

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Affliction fiercely force foreigners out of the nation ..
Citizen set sight to the sovereign one above..
The ones on earth becomes earthworms eating our happiness and paying it with extreme hardship..
Their heart is ganished with fallacy..
Things becomes stale

Redesiged of naira note knocked down citizens to their...

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She looks down at the world
All around at her feet,
With a look that beckons
With a calm presence
Undemanding
But she is not meek,
She can thrill you
Start a fire,
She is a ruckus
Low on the radar
Stealth trouble
With a face that permeates
Through all emotions;
Renders you inoperable
Subdued
Leaving you clueless,
What just went...

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there is this vendor on the corner
where the girl with the inoperable brain tumor used to sit
she loved to tell her stories about the characters in the room of her mind
she would read to the vendor with her uniquely sloppy handwriting
the vendor was amazed at...

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O Sweet poem 
Wielder of undisclosed tales
Conqueror of unyielding hearts
Comforter of inoperable minds
Consoler of inconsolable souls
Utterer of the most unutterable dictions,
You have kept secrets for poets
In the deepest corners of your heart
I implore you, 
Keep a secret for me!
 
With your soporific charm
 You have...

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