Long Aced Poems

K: I'm so not sorry for what I've done
I was in a university, having so much fun
In a university in this splendid city,
J & K: But you don't see me
You don't see me
Everybody, let's get...

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Today made a complete first week
In November 2017. Damian was 
Preforming well in his studies. He
Even chose to involve himself in
Extra credit projects. This school
Day started normally. He arrived 
Early, first class pre calculus. 
He...

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Would the real “Matthew Scott Harris” please stand up!

Yo...over here in Schwenksville, Pennsylvania
all the other ones (that follow below)...
them guys imposters I write – every ƒµ©**** one.

Curiosity and discretion 
got the better part of me...

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While on the topic 
of blood kith and kin,
I relate another 
fabricated poem about 
blimey bloke of a fisherman. 

Trawl tale of a fictitious seaman told to ye...

Courtesy webbed whirled wide net wit
cursing thwarted life,...

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Announcement to Shepherds
Luke 2:8-20

Luke: “Nearby shepherds were living in the fields,
Guarding their sheep at night. 9 The Lord’s angel,
Stood before them, the Lord’s glory shone [yields],
Around them, and they were terrified [the dell].

10 The angel...

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Did you even want to be found?
I took my shackles off and formed a search and rescue team 
But did you even want to be found?
You’ve been running all your life I think you’ve aced...

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My grandfather Hymie 
     spent his entire life at sea
his thick calloused hands 
     and ruddy complexion re
     enforced non verbal body language...

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It was the morning of the 27th of March 1985.
Me a 14 year old girl, with hopes, dreams feeling so alive.
The day was as any school day would be to me and you.
Home time quarter...

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(scoured from dregs of me muss held head)

I shore up a vignette to free 
my ("FAKE") grandfather Hymie,
whose scrunched countenanced 
evinced beetle that of browed monkey
he spent his entire life at sea
his thick calloused hands

and...

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Little known holidays occurring on February fifteenth...,
awaiting commercial sponsors to become...
what else...,but hand over fist money makers?
(http://www.holidays-and-
observances.com/february-15.html)

Excess Valentine's surplus sweet treats
and assorted paraphernalia
need not go to waste
said sappy accouterments
can be repurposed

quickly without haste
less pronounced celebrated...

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One For The Sports Writer

When young kids achieve successes in competitions...
Parents, they bubble with pride and hanker for some recognition...

Hey, you know something? My kid, he just aced the competition...
Yup, my son (or daughter), he...

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They call it lunacy 
They call it a problem
They call me pretentious
They call me ridiculous
But I'm just ahead of the curve
Yeah, ahead of the curve

Truth is I'm a little insane
Blinded by all this pain
So I...

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Copper blooms, titanium too below the iron of the sky
Rich fields of ore, quarried, lay everywhere without a quarrel
In conjunction with all things shiny on the land and rust of day

Mountains pinnacles are miles high
With...

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One for all, All for one by Kamisah bt Abdul Karim


One for all, all for one, 
Our teacher crooned, on a torrid noon, 
Her sneaky smile stirred a shake, as our senses began to quake,...

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Under azure Italian sky of Balkans 
The mage plays huge church organs
The force that his music brightens
Is reflected in eyes of falcons

The elements including spirit are at the base
And with this spirit you can see...

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"Were it possible, a vast number of human beings would likely relive
at least one day in their lives --
each being utterly ignorant of the consequences."
-- a Rationally Ethical poet not among the vast number

* ...

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Since there was no stone to close Jesus’ death tomb
According to modern Christian myth, it had vanished,
But as of the Gospel version of this story, boom,
In Luke 24:2 the stone was rolled away - astonished?

Matthew...

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A daughter came to her mother, “Mommy what is love?” she quizzed.
Her mother knew it was difficult to describe just what love is.

“I’m not sure I can answer for everyone.” She said, 
as her daughter...

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My friend had a Christmas gift
He wanted to give me;
He shushed it was a secret
And I couldn't see.

It's awful not knowing
What a present is:
It's like getting stuck
In a cryptogrammic quiz.

He laughed
When I begged for a...

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-See I Cant Walk Like My Heart Is Pure
-But I Can Hold My Head Up High Because Lord Jesus Is Here
-You Cant Serve Bitter Lemonade And Expect To Get Payed
-So Why Come To Church If...

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It’s rather odd
That I woke up pretty early this Saturday morning
It’s rather odd
That I awoke from my indescribable dream, filled with mysteries  

It’s somewhat peculiar
That I enjoy being a teenager—now I could do whatever...

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written few years ago
preceding breakup of first born offspring   
and her Puerto Rican born beau,
when existence of averred progeny did flow
smooth and minimally disrupted
she exhibited countenance with radiant glow.
 
recalling family feast of...

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So many things I want to tell you my Dad
But I choke up in tears feeling awfully sad,
I grew-up so fast since the day you died
Pledging urgently to do well as tears dried.

Don't recall listening...

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The fall of sixty-three, I envisioned myself
"Miss Sorghum" of our Hancock County Fair.

I aced the talent phase on piano
but needed practice crossing a makeshift stage in heels.
Destiny roared, that fatal afternoon,
my clever escort list'ning for...

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I gulp a flame of desire
At the sight of your ecclesiastical attire
Being proxy for a pacifier
That elicits a comfort for my quagmire

Your smile, your smile 
A sun in a darkened profile
A moon that illuminates the...

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