Best Skip Over Poems

You look stupid in videos on phones at the start,
you don't look like "Badmans" calling women a tart,
when I see those skits I think what a retard,
and don't you know we all skip over that part.

I don't rap with accents like tings and blud innit,
recycling...

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The Little Dog ( Scotty )

I’m only a small female
Little legs you see
The other two are huge
Males big pawed and hairy
Great tongues lolling
But they protect me
They are nice to me
I’m only small

The human is a giant !
If I look straight ahead
I can only see the...

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I was born with dyslexia,
And also A.D.D.
I’m not sure that you understand
What this demands of me.

You have formed your low opinion,
And judged me in your way.
Because I do not read your work,
You’ve nothing good to say.

The books I read are all on tape,
My bible’s on...

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gotta hurry, little time for chatter
not on-deck, always the current batter
pendulum swinging at a hastened pace
as if existence were a non-stop race

skip over letters go straight for the words
type of education most find absurd
continue to grind no matter how stressed
pushing onward, no need to stop...

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Lord,
We do give thee thanks for the abundance
That is ours in glorious nudity
Even though some of it is saline
And some with silicon
Bless each and every one
~~~
Tell your mind what your body 
already knows
~~
Understand this,
They wanna be you, they wanna be just like you
Because right now,...

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You look stupid in videos on phones at the start,
it doesn't make you look badmans calling women a tart,
when I see those skits I think what a retard,
and don't you know we all skip over that part,
and I don't rap with accents, like tings and...

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Streak past cheetah
Fly over eagle
Lower than mole
Skip over squirrel
Jump higher than grasshopper
Swim deeper than dolphin

Be what you imagine!
...

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6 degrees but it feels like minus eight
Dressed like children swaddled to meet the bus
Walking beside a quiet soothing sea
Face is warmed by the sun that's coming up

Seagulls pick and skip over lapping waves 
Sea-glass collectors comb the empty beach
Blinded by the sun laid on...

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After dad's Sunday softball games, 
us kids would run the bases.
Then we'd skip over to the River Inn Tavern.
Players would gather in small sweaty clumps.  
Guzzling life 
Playing pool
Devouring cold cuts
Rehashing the scent of the game
The dirt on their uniforms,
the state of a blue...

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Social uselessness is a virtue of its own,
Those we cast aside, glance at and then away from quickly,
Lest they notice, and smell our guilt,
Are free to live immodestly,
There being no need for posturing
When one's invisible.

Trees that grow lumpen or misshapen
Are left to live long and...

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if these walls could talk would I feel embarrassment from the stories they could tell?
within me if these windows could truly see would they close their blinds for every time I was given a farewell?
if these floors could hold would I spend more time picking...

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I know....there are places I speak and areas I listen and I found the reasons behind the
colors

of Sarah's hair.


I could fly, I used to run so fast down staircases that were carefully carpeted with the
shades of blue my mother found....


....beautiful....

that my toes would lift and...

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Almost Ready to Go
How does one pack up and move to an area of destruction?
How does one take all of their mustard seeds and place them on the window sill?
I am about to take the biggest leap of faith I have ever taken in my...

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Embracing Poetry

Freedom on the lam where the poet sings
To hearts imprisoned against their will;
Inspires the bereaved mind to spring to life
And uplift hearts bloom burst liberated
When pain of incarceration ceases.
‘Gloria excelsis deo’ in the world.

Frolic away poet and tell the world
Encouraging bosoms to join in...

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Those Midnight Infatuations 


 


 


1. 


You're the water  


on the phone Sun 


that I crave. 


To become the 


dopamine blocker  


in my brain. 


 


2. 


I am the minuscule rolled balls    


of lent you pull at  


on clothing...

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