Best Martina Poems

Shredded rays of honey light,
Chirping melody of petite creatures,
The ambiance filled with rosy cherries,
The day aglow with pleasant memories.

Each year it races in my heart,
Amongst...

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Your "yes" as Heaven. Your "not" as Hell.
Your silence as sword in my heart.
I like your soft side and hard as well.
For pleasure should ready...

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We had it all and it will never come back
Sporting heroes both white and black
A different time, a different age
Different class, when you turn back...

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the madhouses of paris filled with retired teachers
got their point across
song of waterloo
this napoleanic labyrinth stearing
children to the brink 
madame martina martini
academia nuts cracked open...

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Headphones on and humming softly till I know each word
Some are good old friends and some are new ones I just heard

Into the wee hours...

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Princess Martina Matilda Marianna Mouse,
held the most wondrous parties in any house;
with the finest imported Cheshire and Brie,
served up with green olives and black tea.

In...

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V.
From the day it seemed that things just got worse,
she started handing with less-than-great friends,
and more than once she was caught cutting class,
more and more...

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Is that not High School Justina:
The Elder Sister of Tina?
So, why us she is getting leaner,?
Praying and fasting like Lena?
Or modeling like Martina:
Body reshaping to...

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The mind is the ghost of our being,
  its voice left to haunt and cajole

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2017) 
    Collaboration with...

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III.
It was a strange and ersatz family,
but for now no better could he achieve,
and those first few weeks would be no cakewalk,
a real struggle to...

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I.
Miles McNeill was not a fine young man,
he barley finished high school, with a D,
seemed more interested in a thug life,
ran with the gangs and...

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VI.
It came at night, from a local precinct;
Whitney and one of her friends was in jail.
They’d robbed a gas station and shot the clerk,
suspects for...

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II.
Thankfully she had been in the back seat,
and had only a minor concussion,
they sat for an hour, then Thomas said,
“Miles, we have to have a...

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IV.
Of curse trying to raise a person right
is much more than a matter of finding work,
Miles didn’t think himself a great person,
so he started bringing...

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A child left to discover the cold—
From each adult's trapping grip; where they
Sell bruises for masks, they shiver on
Their own— (old weeds from inside, they...

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