Best Two Fingers Poems

I’m living in anticipation
With other cigarettes who are also growing impatient 
We’re waiting
Praying 
To be the next chosen one 
Now, the door opens and we’re soaked by the light of the sun
Screams of “PICK ME!, PICK ME!”
She plucks me from the bunch; I’ve never felt...

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This day to celebrate the supreme sacrifice
of the ancient prophet Abraham
This day to ponder and reminisce
that divine substitution of Ismail for a ram! 

This Quranic and biblical factual story
shall never diminish in its age-old glory

That superb reliance on and compliance with the will of God
eternally...

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Standing at the plate there is no doubt
The pitcher is determined to strike me out
He squints to see the catcher's glove
Then spins and swings his arms above

The ball scorches a path across the plate
I feebly swing six days too late
The umpire acts like he's having...

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Yoga in Poem A Novel Approach Step 7

Janushirasana – Knee- Head Pose  

In praise of Janushirasana


There are many Asanas 
And postures in Yoga
Full of benefits 
And boons like advantages
For the human body and mind
Which can even rejuvenate
The aging factors
Which makes us a victim
To numerous...

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Under her guidance, we stood at attention
Like a row of young soldiers, reciting the anthem
"Oh Say, Can You See?".. was a warbled contusion,
that could shatter your glasses, disturb other classes
out of tune, out of rhythm, but with avid enthusiasm 
it could rattle the rafters of...

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"Baby, this view is fantastic, 
Who knew what you could buy with plastic! 
With these credit cards, unlimited funds, 
Any regrets, heck no, baby I got none. 
Riding on an interest rate of twenty percent, 
Who cares, this is money well spent!" 
Says the thief...

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A quiet teenager named Tina
Had bullies use words to demean her
But my memory lingers
cos she stuck up two fingers
then pushed them into the marina!

3/20/18...

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I must admit that I ain't very handy with hammer and nails,
And am hopelessly at sea when figurin' technical details.
As to fixin' things with fancy tools, I haven't a clue,
But I'm a whiz at usin' duct tape, balin' wire and super glue!

Tho' it's somewhat unwieldly...

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A spark is shot
Deftly, from between two fingers.
It sits, wavering on its bed
Like a lone star
Against the black,
Cold coals.
Chuckling, a candle flame shows
Its little golden head.
Sleepily, it reaches for its mother
And she, flickering, crackles her tongue
As the scorching hand upon her breast grows
And...

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Surrealist’s funeral is held in the air,
yet, his coffin is not carried by a supersonic speed plane 
flying through the open sky—altitude higher than the stratosphere,
gazing at the sun or a blimp drifting away, in the air, in a leisurely way, looking down upon the...

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Crouching down, I'm foxhole bound,
crawling forward I seen it, its around.
I ducked my head, while covering one eye,
as soon as the enemies flare lit up the night sky.
Machine gun bullets quickly sprayed my above,
tracer rounds intertwining, making lead love.
The flare fizzled out, tracers rounds did...

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You’re too old to feel this shy he says 
Looking into my soul with those chocolate brown eyes
He slides two fingers in and I look away 
My body begins to shake, my mouth begins to dry
Sex is normal they say…
All I can see now is...

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Yoga in Poem A Novel Approach Step 6

Brahmari Pranayama or Humming Bee Breath

IMP. NOTE: Temporarily I am stopping new episodes 
of Yoga in Poem due to personal reasons and will try 
to restart Yoga in Poem at a later date…



How to do Brahmari Humming Bee...

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Walking down Lehigh Ave in North Philadelphia where I used to play

Now I see teenagers playing with dirty syringes and caps of rock

Women strutting and screaming, "Hey," to the car slowing down to peak

Gotta get one more

And the mother cries as the police drag her...

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Pigtails, cowboy belts and new summer jeans.
A long ride to the lake. I can't wait to get fishin'!
I have to take Sis? Mooom . . . how mean!
Hurry up little sister, there's no time to lose.
Cut a new pole, dig a can of worms,
Run out...

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