Best Suctioned Poems

Don’t point your finger at the thief
For losing sovereignty
It’s not the fault of Hollywood
If God, we don’t believe.

The pace of life accelerated
When first we wouldn’t wait
To seek Divine direction at
The start of every day.

Then babies resting in the womb
Broken, limb from limb,
With suctioned brains in...

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Closer and closer to the vortex
I spin wildly, madly 
So out of control
Body and soul
Clutching at anything and everything
Knowing I’m being suctioned

My breathing quickens
My pulse thickens
My body weakens

The vortex draws me nearer
to its core
Turbulent
Strong
OH... SO...STRONG
It pulls me down
It sucks me in

Going down
Down
Down
I’m being devoured
Swallowed up...

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Some pro's and con's of being connected to virtual reality

Dune not be bashful, grumpy, leery
or any other contemporary dwarf man
regarding countless less well known dwarves
(that never got a chance
to play a bit part) such as wham
bam
thank you ma'am
linkedin with emergence
of Internet and poetry slam
opportunities availed...

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As the tempo lifts unto a spotlight
releasing a pulsed dangle where limbs,
arms, and hips gyrate on flamed waves
of  a lambent dance: skirts mounting
through Chicago musical’s tones…
and like splashed paint,  each raced jiggle
turns vaudeville into fireworks of air-brushed strokes
illuminating the arena with raw movement
as...

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Rare, natural, unblemished, lasting and profound

Beauty is penned, defined and crooned

From poets, authors, artist and strangers

Described in depth, penned to death,

Setting standards unreachable by the masses.

 

Products slathered, potions swallowed, scalpels wielded

Suctioned and enhanced to have a chance

In a world so small minded and superficial

Seeking...

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Some Pro's and Con's of being Virtually Connected to Reality poetic verses

Dune not be bashful, grumpy, leery
or any other contemporary dwarf man
even countless less well known dwarves
(that never got a chance
to play a bit part) such as wham
bam
thank you ma'am
linkedin with emergence
of Internet and poetry...

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A strange phenomenon washed over me
and drained my mind and body, 
suctioned out the breath of my life.
I equate to nothing, nor shall I ever be
an entity that anyone can see.
Not physically or mentally, do I exist,
cruelly erased on the whim of a fantasist.

Of less...

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I, Squirrel, now await the coming Spring;
as the ground thaws, my hunt for nuts begins.
To life's sweet treasures, happily, I cling;
from Spring, through Summer, Fall- survival wins.

Now, Winter's cold- the ground is frozen tight;
those nuts I buried- nowhere to be found.
So hard to shelter from...

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The Slothful Musings of an 
Indicted Leech …

… I suck. Simply put, I suck.

Attaching my slimy being,

surreptitiously clingy,
nauseatingly smooth,
ingratiatingly insidious,

onto warm sources of 
sustenance.

I suck, I leech, I drain,

the elements of good-nature,

turning smiles into profitable 
ventures,

sucking, leeching, draining,

the beings I encounter,

suctioned cups of guilt,
of predatory...

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Wistful Accursed Penniless Fate...God Dime Mitt!
(neither defamation, nor blasphemy meant, sans Title)

Despite ingestion of
     anti anxiety medications
     ferocious hellish onslaught
     pummels me aback
finds resurgence of ghostly
     white implacable terror
inducing...

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Gooey glop getting suctioned out 
   technicians venting expletives 
   emphasized obvious 
   NO FOOD OR DRINK rule to abide 
cuz suctioning tower 

   or laptop presented vulnerability
   plus unforeseen downfall against fried
food and greasy...

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Suctioned palms engulf my 
glass
Heckled so we threw it back
Ribs transcend and held it in
A single tear drips down your 
nose
Perfect finger held it froze 
Gaze off through your frosted 
pose...

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Jayden Makieh Kelly
    

  I was next checked and had dilated between a eight and a nine.  One nurse then told me to tell her if I felt pressure in my bottom because that would probably mean it was time....

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Summit Times Ja Just Gotta Walk Away...

Excusing yourself as if...
going to the bidet,
an immense water closet
(perhaps the size of
Mar A Lago type getup),

sans human waste
(after flushing hearing 
heavenly suctioned whoosh)
empties into prez Donald's bay,
where one bum wrapped aforementioned
toilet finely (and finally) enthrones

derriere exquisitely, and, delicately
intricately,...

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Stricken with anguished nausea

Written three years ago tomorrow, 
yet superimposed (likened to 
emotional palimpsest) upon 
mental state of yore
recent post traumatic stress 
triggered courtesy war
torn legally tendered greenbacks, 
where enemy bonded, heisted, and netted 
mine life savings, he 
(who fabricated conspiracy 
implicating Citizens Bank employees,...

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