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Eyes............predator
Shotgun
Horny
Penalty box.....fuzzy handcuffs......locks
Risky.......stop
Hunter.......Balls
Bigfoot lense
Dog........wolf
Hiding......waiting
Short skirt.......cold
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I coulda keyed your car
I coulda shot your dog
I coulda burned your stupid deer-stand down
but instead i broke your heart
I left with my head held high my dignity intact
I left you cryin like a baby beggin for me to come back
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I Miss You
Hey! Long time no talk
Don't you remember me?
it's me
Your friend
I miss you
I've been standing at the sky for a long time
I'm like a missing dog just for find you
I wish I'm a good friend when you were here
But why you leave me
I need you
Where are you
Every step i walk
Will think about you
You're the best listener
I need you
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WOMEN AGAINST
MEAN WOMAN
IS AN NON FOR PROFEIT
ORGANIZATION
THAT CHAMPIONS WEAKER MENS
AND WEAKER WOMEN CAUSES
AGAINST MEAN BROADS SYNDROME
THE SLANG FOR THE ORGANIZATION
IS BATTRE UNE CHIENNE
OR CUDDLE DOG SYNDRME
THE ORGANIZATION WAS FORMED
IN HARLEAM NEW YORK
IN 1932 BY AN UNKNOWN SOURCE
FUNDED BY SUPER HERO'S
FROM
BLACK HORNET
TO GREEN LANTERN,
THEY SAY EVEN
BEX THE DRECKLER
SUPPORTED THEM
GAL'S FRESS FROM BATTE UNE CHIENNE!
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Getting over an obstacle
It is uncanny when I’m prepared to drive home
Something happens it is delayed
This time it is the hospital I can’t go there
Since it is free a new appointment takes forever.
The hospital doctors try to stop the Whale from
Swimming to Greenland, the water is too cold.
All animals and fish seek back to their origin
I seek back to where I was reborn were, I grew
up in an ln landscape of olive trees and vine
bushes, a place was the roads were narrow and
silent only disturbed by the bleating of lambs.
The small dwelling my dog and the walk we
Had in the mystic forest of dreams where everything
Was possible.
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My passion is grief desperation
Heart ache I reel
Heartbreak I feel
Engaged in in thoughts romancing
Broken up heart collapsing
She told me goodbye
I'm not her guy
I began to cry
Why
I was blended, intended all amended
I thought
I've beaten my beating heart she thrown out
I crave torrid thoughts
She told me goodbye
fantastic faults thoughts of love you treated me like a dog tied me up outside repeat again I'm not ,
your man
Not even a friend
I was offended
This intended unattended
I was hurt embedded and bewildered
Why, oh why
Did she tell me goodbye
9/23/74
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 1974 ©, 2021©
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It's ridiculous to think that I'd once die for you
Take a bullet through the chest like the wound you'd eventually place on me
That I would do anything for you, whatever you desired
I would go to the ends of the earth, only to be treated as a stray dog
How, at one point I cared for you more than myself
Until time came, I wanted to die and you were helping yourself
I don't know whether I was the fool or you were just toxic
Maybe it's both, but to whom does it matter to, after all
It's pathetic how I'd pour my heart and soul straight into a black hole
How I'd only be devoured whole
That I fell for your trap
I wish I could only say it was a mishap
I guess you can say it was ridiculous
After all, it was for you
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There's no such blade
that would be sharp enough
to slice one of one's shadow.
I grab and tear mine away, though,
kneading and reshaping it
like wet clay soil
in hope, maybe
its blackness won't scare you.
From the shapeless mass,
I yearn to give a familiar form
so you may recognize me
from even taking a glimpse at it.
You know, my shadow never lies,
always telling the truth
showing its real face,
even when mine betrays.
"Du siehst! ein Hund, und kein Gespenst ist da.
Er knurrt und zweifelt, leg sich auf den Bauch.
Er wedelt. Alles Hundebrauch."
"You see? He's no phantom but a dog.
He snarls and watches, crouching on his belly.
He wags his tail - all canine habits."
(Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe: Faust, Act II,
Before The Gate, translated by Peter Salm)
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I
On the first day of the second week
Creator said, "Help me help the meek,"
Maybe She meant the gentle sex
To empower every lady called "my Ex,"
With hyenas, then, he turned tables: shreik!
II
With Hyenas, there's laughing both ways
Except if you're a male dog, top dog, always
To enjoy that needed ecstasy, delight
The lady you cannot overpower or fight
She has a psuedop-n-s, how Nature delays!
III
To have sexual encounters with hyenas, female -
The male must seek access, or he'll meet a tail
Its a psuedop-n-s, extended cl--oris
Say vets and others who are the experts
Bizzare: she retracts this organ if he's her male!
IV
Still, the tale is not complete
Until we repeat the psuedopen-s is exit
For babies in her womb: she gives birth thence
Painful? I cant say, It may be my pretence
To sound more expert on hyenas in heat
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POEM PENNED PRETERNATURALLY
Too many misses of sprinkles
Wets the heart like little drizzles
Over the rags of time
The chasm between us couldn't be caged
By the eons of past pain
During our storm and rain
Thunder slice me off a heart of cold fury
Because anger rest in the bosom of fools
But the cold chill of your serendipity arouse every shivers
Like the toe poke of a baby when bathed
Our brotherhood, blossoming rose in the sun
A ripening wheat in a flourishing field
With a soft conscience to pacify the sun
The heat of the mo' can not asphyxiate a flame
Lighted by compassion, affection & name-identity
Soulnated with telepathy.
And to cross-eye again,
Every dog has its own day
Which keeps soul in blazing affection of anticipation
To subsequently engage brotherly communication.
VickWizzy
Written by: Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Titled by: Weiss Vae Mmendie
Copyright© 2016.
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"A Rainbow in My Clouds"
Do you think
you are better?
Yes you follow the rules
like a good girl
of modesty
self righteousness
genuflecting before fools
Look outside the Circle ;
What you're standing within,
it’s an old boring closed tool
you run around inside
like a little mouse
afraid of its own voice
you follow the clowns
You’re all Ultra Violet
in the Rainbow in My Cloud
Raise you higher than me
I’m the anchor
A Life fully lived
The roots feeding nutrients to you,
I am the source of The Tree
Years older than you
I’m the Change Agent
Standing firm on war torn
battered ground
Love is here
Love is now
I hand you
wisdom
I hand you
power
(LadyLabyrinth/2020)
Ultraviolet light has shorter wavelengths than visible light.
Although UV waves are invisible to the human eye,
some insects, such as bumblebees, can see them.
This is similar to how a dog can hear the sound
of a whistle just outside the hearing range of humans.
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Always wanting something.
You make such demands of me.
Why me?
Why not the guy over the road?
Or the gal in the bar?
It’s always me isn’t it?
You want me to pay for your new dog.
And then pay for you to learn to drive.
Never mind the cost of your pecker transplant.
To the top of your head.
I’d pay for all of this and more.
That was before.
It all stopped when I caught you with my sister.
You were shafting her and took her salt.
Ok she had you at gunpoint.
And you had no choice.
But I still blame you.
And cut off your funding.
But you just don’t get it.
I will not pay for your wants.
Go and get a job or rob a bank.
Or deal drugs and get shot by the cops.
Then you do me a big favour.
You cease to exist and are gone kaput dead.
Then I can live in peace.
But more importantly I get rich.
I can spend your insurance.
So go and get shot and make me rich.
And leave me in peace.
In fact I’ll set you up.
Then you’ll defo be gone.
Goodbye dear nephew.
Soon you’ll disappear.
And I’ll take a vacation.
Head for the hills.
They won’t catch me there.
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We were born with out the choice of choosing to be a girl or boy,
But we are here.
We never asked to be part of your life
lying with my mom smiling
Kissing caressing and creating life
My day birth has arrived and gone
Certainly its a day, that is less important because I'm A boy!
Not what you wanted
Snips and Snails Puppy Dog Tails..
Without a mention of a fairy Tale
But you fully do not accept this boys life! Because I am not a girl!
Mom at one time was great!
Now in a distant blur, she was just a fun date!
She was Never to be your wife! As a result
I am never to be close to you, because I am the forgotten son.
Maybe girls really rule the world and if not, at least in yours.
We eat
We feel
We want to be held and told that,I am here for you Son, but then we are not girls. We are just forgotten souls
The forgotten sons.
But what about us?
My mom has been with me from the beginning to the finish line, she loves me o so much, I can always feel her touch! Because I am her unforgotten son!
All I know is, if and when I have a son, he would never become a forgotten son.
I must be strong
Hold on Move on towards
Being a true man. I give thanks to my mom,. The one who always says to me you Can! In her world I am Not Forgotten!
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Attentively you watch me
for an actual concrete sign
That hope against hope it won't
With your new fear align
Is it truly over
has she given up the fight
You show up where I say I will be
watch from the shadows of night
More proof you never bothered to know me
Your measuring by what you'd select
Unloyal, unfaithful,not given to respect
It boggles your mind another way I conscientiously choose to elect
I see you poorly dealing with what your
Your own hands have wrought
You sense disconnection fear
Coming rejection more than you feared getting caught
The only concern as you carelessly
Set this whole nightmare in motion
Playing at length with another's heart
Without love,with no whiff of devotion
Full circle you drew cause it's all about you
and immediate gratification
When you play you must pay and it seems it's payday
for your regular fidelity vacation
You thought it was over
When you walked away
It seems that your lover
had something to (the old ball and chain)left to say
I knew the moment I
answered the door
Saw the determined face
Of your recent scorned whore
Knew she came not
As the bearer of good news
Maybe you kids can
Still work this thing out
Know I've not a dog
In this race theres no doubt
So don't let me stand in your way
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Ozzie oh Ozzie
Ozzie was a Newfoundland dog
This dog was like a big ball of cushion
He had a body of a bear and innocent look of child
He was soft in and out, well crafted, black and white
He weighed around 150 pounds
He loved to run- he had the most majestic run
I loved watching him, took so many videos of him
Rewind a little step back......me as an adult
Coming to a new culture, I was very disgusted by how pets were treated
I was like - how can animals be treated better than humans?
I was confused and had a lot of "nice" things to say about this new pet culture
Rewind back........I was around 12
I got a beating from my brother for throwing cold dish water on one of our dogs
I was an angry teen
Rewind back, way back........around 7 years
Me and my sister cried so hard when we watched one of our brothers kill and bury little puppies
His reason being, we didn't have food to feed them and nobody would take them
I guess, population control
I was an innocent kid
Around same year or year after, we lost Tommy a beloved dog of the family that had been with us for years
His burial was in style, none like that in our village
We buried him like a human and even wrote an epitaph for him
We all loved him
Thank you Ozzie for taking the angry teen and the confused adult out of me
And bringing back the innocent kid
I will always love you, because of you my love for pets blossomed!
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I write this piece for no one to see,
For iam to coward to admit what I feel
Pain, a heartache so deep it leaves me craving for something I told myself to never crave for again,
Iam back to square one, only this time I don’t mind it,
Acceptance is key they said, well it’s harder done than said,
I told myself, one last man, one last love,
And if it doesn’t work out, then move on to no other guy,
Embrace the pain and be one,
One problem though, this pain hits different,
It’s pathetic really, looking at me in the mirror and whispering to myself “ pretty hurts doesn’t it”
I have no energy left in me,
I have been stripped off my heart, left open to be stepped on like a stray dog,
It does hurt, a little bit more than it was supposed to,
But it’s a lesson learnt, those sweet words are savage,
Summary, he got what he wanted of me, it hurts doesn’t it,
Being used like toilet paper, but in all honesty I expected it,
It’s a history iam well educated in, its a love affair iam too familiar with since inception,
It’s time to stay in my lane I guess,
Pluck out those emotions, roll a funeral for them, and bury them deep and far it will be too hard to reach them in case someone else comes my way,
Actually make it too lazy to reach them,
Iam tired of wishful hoping that love will finally come my way,
I need to understand that iam just a phase, nothing permanent,
Iam the girl that comes to love you,
Though iam guessing it’s never enough love,
Because they still walk out the door,
I need to know my place,
And understand you can’t have it all,
A pretty girl is all you will ever be to a man,
Rest assured that’s his only desire??
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I’m a dog stuck on a lease I’m stuck in this non release stupid thing why won’t let me go free?
Why don’t they care I got feelings too? And I can feel pain too I can’t leave the house cause he’s gonna get mad? Hitting me asking me to get up .why do you hurt me like this I thought you loved me but you like to see me black and blue in my face you hit my eye all the time I can’t leave I try everyday that he gets mad at me and snaps on the daily I even had someone to pick me up cus he found my phone slammed it onto a wall and didn’t let me call for help while he choked me on the floor while I’m begging for my life nobody helped me that night they ignored what happened and turned the blind eye that’s America tho wtf you expect from the American eyes he said don’t run away my trophy wife so now I’m stuck make him nice and proud by being what he wants me to be even if I’m not really happy
I even called my mom to help get me out the situation but she said I put myself there and gotta figure out my own solution but why you just wanna see struggle why would you let him hit me and take his side in everything?
She said that I’m a crazy bi tch cause she wanna up my mental she tryna keep me clear from my whole family tryna get them to turn cus my bipolar 2 is worsening
I don’t wanna leave him to I’m stuck I feel groomed and I can get up but what’s the point I’m alone in the world no friends and all, family was supposed to be family but they never helped and came through for me they wanna me to rot and try to get my own help
I can’t really leave him he really won’t let me he chains up my brain like it’s on a fu cking leashe I can’t escape I feel like if I do I’m gonna be alone on my own with nothing and I don’t wanna feel that pain again, not having not even a friend but Atleast around that time my family was around but now my bipolar got worse nobody wants me around except for the one person who put me on a tight rope I can’t break so now I feel reliant on them he gonna help me out one day I am my fathers daughter so I can definitely change him only issue is as much I wanna believe that’s true, I can’t change someone I’ve been tryna change for 3 years I have to lie to myself that I’m happy and stable in this toxic ass house just pray one day I make it out I spill my guts to get it out please don’t come at me and call me a clown cus I get it I feel as stupid as people think I am now they killed me inside and now I’m a walking piece of rotting flesh on the inside out
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