Best Roof Of The Mouth Poems

Not Forgotten

Psalm 137:5  If I forget you, O Jerusalem,
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In The Garden of Gethsemane, Jesus fell to His knees
As He cried to His Father, let this cup pass from me
His anguish and pain I...

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I live in a world where there is no flow and ebb 
where flies are snared in the spiders web

Where anger is the clothing that...

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Green Fruit

In the jar, 
the cucumbers are pickling. 
Grandma put them there, 
days ago. 

Slowly... 
They are getting more tart, 
more smart, 
and will fart,...

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This poem was a fire
Ignited within me.
It heaved and it burned
Inside my chest.
It was a heavy burden and it made me
Go mad.

I knew I would...

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a sour candy apple taste
lips to soft not to sin off of
sun kissed  i could only see the light
in the situation 
making light of...

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An angel born of grace,
Wings, a halo-a bright light
Stings. A fall- crash-
I’m born again.
Burned again.
Different skin
New air, new hair, new aura.
Same voice, exact words
“Trust me,”...

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They crept upon our shores eating away the inner core
They crept upon our shore knocking on our barricade doors
Tall stout men with peevish eyes and...

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I sleep 
and in the awakened dream
I sleep there too
I sleep in the seamless silence of the snow
in the last liquid of the empty cup...

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Hours I could spend

Listening to your faint whispers

Arouse within me, my passions

The purity of soul you draw from my lips

Ever the tender extractions

Gently you pull...

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To satisfy my sweet tooth,
I stole a stranger's honey bun
When no one was looking.
I took it out of its wrapper
And laid it on a plate.
It...

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Can't think of much of nothing
That I like any better
Than a big ole spoonful
Of my favorite peanut butter

And as I lick to have it stick
To...

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Swaying and shuffling to the bathroom,
		once again,
			I hoped this time that I’d summon the wherewithal 
		to finally start my Saturday.
  	But my visit was...

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The pounding palpatation, the moistening of palms
Swallowing, an obstacle, wave goodbye to calm
Breathing now is labored, balling of the fist
Paranoid my eyes have bled, consumed...

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Beat me down 
With that familiar sound
Of misinformation missed
Of god and holy bliss 
Of moments good and bad and people

Carry out all that life’s about...

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