Best Supplemented Poems

"a long walk to reach my destination. 
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How lovely, isn't
It, to have an 'off' switch, shotty wiring
And all,
And a presence lined up to ****?

They are always there
To cauterize the wounds of emotional...

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Kiss, kiss, kiss
My mind is all black out
and sensual creativity, beyond me in expressions
Kiss, kiss, kiss
I’m beginning to share your Life’s breath
crafting into you like...

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An angel 





Her angelic aura came as a prize
affectionate heart kindled my soul
succored a subtle mind mellow wise;

She would often set a noble goal 
for...

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So for now run away-
because none of this is your business,

never mind the bleeding branch that's supplemented your fitness,

never mind the hateful rant you hear...

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My Humble Abode

I awake to the sounds of roosters informing everyone that it’s time to rise and shine.  The roosters have  just clocked...

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The Materials of
Criticism

- by  Bob Atkinson

to look upon a word
fixed art
for value of the
whole or parts
begins a journey
demonstrated
to frustrate each of
the five senses

do we?...

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I absconded with reader rabbit (Peter), to celebrate Saint Patrick's Day

Ah Sheik Hog - Ho!
One "FAKE" Wingman Flying
Via O'hare To Dublin y'know
Cuz, The Leprechaun within
me,...

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Fathers of that era
did not hug or touch or
intimate their love.
He was the same

Did he love us, we his
kin, his blood-seed. He
did not say, yet...

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Bone of my bone,
flesh of my flesh
The best part of me
is in someone else
A heart that mirrors my heart,
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If humane shelters
for homeless souls
with diverse bodies
were also sacred liturgies of passage,

Then sanctuaries for healthier transitions
could be good faith care-giving and -receiving communities
moving together
toward cooperatively-owned
and...

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Summer
Bummer 
Dead leaves on the ground
 I reckon autumn is around 
Freezing mornings yet she remained still 
She never went ill 
Then came fair weather...

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ANTI CLIMAX
I woke, icicles frozen to the window pane
melting as I looked out; Snow, drifts deep
on the lawn. Still crunching my toast
chilled toes wriggled into...

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My wife and I discussed each other,
as if we’re mirrors talking back,
and home truths kind of struck a chord
about some body parts gone slack.
I never...

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I absconded with reader rabbit (Peter), to celebrate Saint Patrick's Day

Ah Sheik Hog - Ho!
One "FAKE" Wingman 
think Monty Python's
Flying Circus skittering
on thin ice -...

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