Baby Betrayal Poems

Bel Canto
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We sang  a rendition of
the Lovers fight song
where two lovers
asked the world what
they were doing wrong
her cursings tongue spoke
until all her frustration
was gone

She...

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I once had a heart of gold,  

Now it is black and cold, 

Seeing him kiss another, 

Wishing I had listened to my mother....

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(FICTION, PLEASE.  It is easy for me to write in the first person, but nearly all my poems are fiction.  Please don't attribute...

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Being so awfully insecure
among confident people 
seems ridiculous and brittle; 
I'm very humble by nature,
it will not take me anywhere:
I'll end up gathering crumbs! 

I'm...

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I got tensed the other day
Asked myself will there be heat in the may, 
Some stupid question over the bay, 
Tonight I learned that I may not...

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You think you’ve hurt me
You think you’ve caused me pain
Honestly honey,
This heart’s been wounded 
Way before you came along
Really baby,
I’m numb to all of it,
No...

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One generic baby boomer, (a garden variety sexagenarian)...
offers his interpretation of critical race theory

I, (an articulate, charming, domesticated, 
erudite, friendly, genteel, humorous, intelligent,
kind, learned, male,...

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My Heart,
My mind,
You thought you could take it,
My life,
My time,
Yeah, you thought you could twist it,
-And now it's ov-er,
No more Mrs. Nice guy
Time to say...

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Representing a nation, 
to consumed by war and invasion
Who neglect the homeless and leave them to sleep in a box on the floor of a...

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Sitting in his room 
Shivering on the floor
Wrapped up in a baby blanket
With flying elephants pictures of
Blue and white
Sutrum with his thumb in his mouth
A...

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Overzealousness and assiduousness...

now propels yours truly towards restitution
courtesy sophisticated mountebank,
whose criminal mind
filched mine banknotes
rationed for when I exhibit decrepitude.
Cutthroat robber baron
re: newly minted vandal
an alumni...

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A crown that is broken cannot be fixed
It has to be replaced 
Changed 
Because a crown that is broken 
Cannot be turned into joy
So why...

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Nauseating buzz feeding frenzy at local ATM

Fraught traumatized wordsmith
telephonic grand slam rent psyche asunder
witnessing helpless cannibalization,
hospitalization, victimization
concerning writer of these words,
and riders on the storm
namely...

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I smell like pencils in September.
After they’ve been brought to that…to the machine hanging on the closet wall where our coats, our boots, our bags,...

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A nervous newborn with a maiden’s blush 
Seemingly too tame to bite 
Yet every move calculated with predatory grace 
You are an assassin waiting to...

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