Best Patronize Poems

It was a long time ago, in another age
Where the shifting of the wind
Knew where I began
A place so far away, 
Somewhere distant, in childhood...

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Oh, no, he best not patronize me on Valentines.
If I must dramatize appreciation, I shall agonize.

Each year, he thinks chocolates will rationalize
spending his time guarding...

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When yesterday’s song forfeited rhythm
And past surrendered to dreams undone,

Spontaneous clamor of poignant echoes
Shattered her image in saddened mirror
Disillusioned by her heart’s revelation.

Merely clinging to...

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How is it possible, to be "awful" and "amazing" at the same time?
Please don't find me "annoying" as I ponder your "grim" and "gruesome".
There is...

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Opaque moon our beacon in the night's darkness
In the museum of time the nocturnal hours
 are the most annoying. 
We creep in the monolith shadows...

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Sleep eludes me as I fidget in bed upon wrinkled sheets 
annoyed with the pensive fixation roving inside my head
I hear his offensive words as...

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I navigate my computer,                     ...

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The electricity between us 
was spontaneous
Which did intrigue me 
because I never thought it tangible....
Others would patronize me 
for this love happened so fast
Only until...

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locked in the portal of memory
you navigate and ingress my mind
through the passage of tangible thoughts
that still have the ability to choke me
with the power...

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ivory skin with ebony eyes, 
         you feel my silky skin; 
just hypnotize, don’t patronize, 
 ...

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anxiety, intense -
but I am not frightened ...
my heart races ... I want to flee
my blood heats and lies to
my senses ...
'get out! go now!...

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Four years blind-sighted I followed your growing shadow
Hand on heart, bright lights luminated our pathway
Without even knowing it's changed
I walked beside you in darkness.

Only you...

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LAMENT FOR GRETA

Her reaction was spontaneous as of youth
With emotion’s certainty near tangible
Sought to patronize and brook no other truth
Revelation that she knew must be...

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On Being Eighty

Do not smile and pat me on the head
Because I’m eighty
Do not treat me as though I were a child
Because I’m eighty
Do not...

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Native Speaks Truths 

She's not your princess or your squaw;
She is respected clan mother of the Chippewa.

He's not your chief, buck, or redskin:
He is a...

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