Goldberg Poems - Poems about Goldberg

... “The Scorpion’s Touch” Under glass the sound cuts out sharp just like under water and we run out of breath like insects running around frantically out of time we are ......

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...Upon the precipice of an abyss I stand able, eager, & ready to jump impossible mission to swallow lump muscles primed analogous to pump prayer for soft landing on mine rump bereft this johnny ......

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...I stand proud with pride... exuding suave debonair air plus head and shoulders taller (than the empire state building - hey what's a little hyperbole, eh?) since September eleventh two thous......

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...Bank rolled by billionaires No matter Tuesday, November 5, 2024 still one hundred and eight days away, (thank you Julian Date Calendar - FOR LEAP YEARS ONLY), I believe a foregone conclusion ......

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...Au revoir oh perilous freedom... Since pledging my troth to the missus July 25th, 1996 after the comma error punctuated mein kampf with disequilibrium. Ever since the notions of life, liber......

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...Across figurative and literal blackened white board... Where death of democracy writ large, nevertheless psychological strength predominates unlike earlier chapters of mein kampf. Mine hardsc......

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...Juneteenth On this day in 1865 was the day That the slaves were freed It was out to an end And our lives sort of Started to begin Begin to make sense We became more Than just workers......

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...Girl, how many ashes of baked pictures have fought the scars you brew from affaire d'honneur [our routinely arguments]? Your sister heart fought the noisy lust the untamed night hone on her sh......

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...Whirling through torpedoes of sound, spinning and tailing its way like Raphael to earth, shoots some uninstantaneous ether: the impermeable myelin of true experience. The soul—the richest treasur......

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...The Unending Love Let me love you once again You are the reason I shy You are the reason I cry Let me love you once again Darling you are my sweet crush You are my teeth & brush How can I eat ......

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...Across figurative and literal board... mine hardscrabble existential debacle spelled losing game of trouble Oft times, I experience wretchedness being alive spurring wonderment whereby thoughts......

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...The Bones I sometimes sit staring At an empty page with With angst in the hollows Of my stomach, frightened That I won’t be able to Fill the space with sage Words and colorful imagery Afrai......

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...The Path To Least Resistance - By: Sue S. Side Amp pull ease just sparked insight, I suddenly became aware, (actually self actualization came ohm to roost - dare ring with mighty stir since ......

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... She was a terrible lounge bar singer, had a boyfriend who was a mob gangster; bang, bang and a man fell dead, freaking out Delores fled; for protection she said bye to glamour. She w......

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...Bottom Feeders Trump thinks that he is hot to trot; A sinister, atrocious always sought; We saw first putt; From team got cut; Bottom feeders are all he ever caught. Her last name is Goldbe......

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