Best Priors Poems

I'd been throwing up a lot.
My food stuck in my throat,
So every time I had a meal,
I'd cough and gag and choke.

I went to see my doctor,
Time and time again.
They gave me Barium swallows,
But found nothing in the scan.

For seven years they fooled around.
One doctor...

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Wounded Sacred Dementia

My last foster care-provider
and -receiver story
is also a sad story
of my last special needs adoption
of bipolar born,
and oppositionally reared,
alcoholism.

My BiPolar Wounded Child
turned an auspicious five
on the day I first saw her,
and promptly rejected her,
not in dipolar person,
but in a picture of Little Brown...

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My name is Loreen Parke and I’m from  Detroit City.  
I’m quick.    My Mom calls me   ‘Slick’     
My  friends say I’m Witty.   
No wants.  No warrants.  No priors. 
No...

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We never met little Claudia face to face,
But she gave hope to our lives for a  time.
A monthly letter or picture she might trace,
Was enough to make our lives quite sublime.

The Orphanage tutored her in English preparing,
For the day we both felt sure would...

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*Image of Queen's Corgi Whisper by MetroN.

A Dog's Itch

Sepulchral presence seeps a dream,
Nightmarish thoughts spirit the theme,
Fortunate beseech blest pleasance,
Seeps a dream sepulchral presence.

Endless priors fruitless outcome,
Undying fail roughly succumb,
Deathly hallows a field day fires,
Fruitless outcome endless priors.

Zenith star wilts forsook expressed,
Powers that be affect...

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*Image of Me Flirting by Gfycat.
Tatiana Needed Support To Come Out

Lil' Tatiana her stomach like butterflies,
Could not speak in public, had doctor analyze,
Prescribed taking lessons and try to improvise,
Instead, the butterflies started to colonize.

Insecticides were used by helping euthanize,
It did the task but still, she...

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A young boy walks down a dark city street
His headphones on as he walks with a beat
For some reason he keeps on looking back
Because in his jacket there is a bag of crack
He keeps on looking for a buyer
In his very short life the boy...

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As nightfalls come to fruition

Leaving room of conditions

For dreams to strive

And before dawn breaks

Memory ceases to create

So to mediate

Our corporal world

Into transient capacities

Of unborn fallacies

To mitigate now’s journey

Into sanctuaries bearing

All fruits of now’s nativity

In proximity to the ability

Of mystical remnants

Encompassing clear disordinance

When no clue of...

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Linear highways with oblique life constructs sometimes permeable or literal pathways impartial tell takes of present pasts  and future presents unknown unfolding counter pleasureyours mysterious unknowings and prisonmatic poignant priors yielding gravid pessimistic postures where then is that supreme supine like stupor sense un...

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Sublime countenance
categorical conscience
bliss born priors...

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Petals of a dying rose, 
answers I should not suppose. 
To those still with life I propose 
that the propensities
 and proprieties
 of dull and dying societies 
be cast 
out of our anxieties.
 For those who commit such travesties
 to those who create perfect families....

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Are we man or machine
Who knows what I mean?
You show on the scene 
As if it’s routine
We raise our ire
Don’t learn from our priors
So you leave me in dire
When you see me on fire
On this looming tight wire
I hang from the spire
Deflecting piles and piles...

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One hundred and three priors
race baiting the norm?
the poster child for prison reform?

...

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He will not come a second time
for cryers, sates and grum
And will not rest
until he's led
our priors traits to come
When we all know the time will come
for fires, straits and glum
that we all go the way of sin
for higher traits of dumb...

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dotherant's hardened mule

news of numbers and yearling's pew
ardvakians, mustering askance the dairy
frolic, adhere, nearer, when forward

finding in country
beliefs?
how have you been beaten?
never the please you say

smiteful river of dirt you burried?
startled priors, trampled by grass weavings
I shall share a terrain with newalking briarly today
in the...

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