Best Prison Guard Poems

Porcelain doll, with a face so pretty 
a country gal, ran away to the city 
Worked in a bar, dancing on tables 
beat shovelling sh-it,...

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I'll just step
very softly,
tip toe,
on this blank page.
My inner critic?
fast asleep!
Perhaps
I'll tap dance,
lightly,
while he snores.
For freedom
has a jazz band beat
...soon twirling dizzily...
Shhh!
The prison guard stirs.

9/27/2019

Yalto...

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sixty-three hippie
                       ...

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Everyone needs one
 
I come and go sick or healthy 
I create beautiful pictures-Artist 
I write stories-Writer
 I use my voice all the time-Singer
 I...

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I've watched as they ride the lightning
If the punishment was just
I watched the innocent appeal their sentences
While behind bars of iron lined with rust

Many men...

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Once upon a time,
in a Kansas City Public School,
There was a teacher named Builda.
We are all given the same rules.
Every year, the principal says,
"The first...

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You stood before me,
Smile o’ so bright,
The plate of mush you gave me,
I've always feasted at night.

A reached my hand out,
Wishing for just one word,
Yet...

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Trails of laughter amid tears
Tales of the ancients rake pensive queers
History is but present hollowly thought
Experienced oceans of belittled naught

Swelling chest and above the eyes
That...

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Dolphins have a language,
all their own,
...an homage.

Like the foreign tongue;
the language yet unknown,
...mothers,
name their dolphin children
...and give them homes;

...till their renamed or slaughtered.

(Whistle)

(Whistle)

Little whistle, swimming...

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I open the door for my son,
while he carries his laundry basket
full of clean clothes out to his car. 

He says, "Thank you mama.
I love...

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Stained Glass Scarlet, Scarlet Fasinera  . . .  a fictional character
          a vigilante haunting...

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I awoke in a kitchen
on a pillow of aprons;
my body covered with bruises 
from a mob of angry patrons.

Then I came to in my bed
with...

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IT HUNG IN THE SMOKEHOUSE FOR YEARS ON END,
JUST AN OLD BLACK COAT THAT NO ONE WOULD MEND.
THE LAST ONE TO WEAR IT WORE IT...

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Will I be a cleric or a pastor?
I 
I think of be a priest in Catholic Church,
All allies & helpers cry
Yes, my fiancée said I...

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Hide my head,
A rock, so still,
Not moving and scared,

Uncover a paw,
Then another,
Peak out your head,

Look around,
Take in the view,
The shell, once my prison guard, now...

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