Long Aerosol Poems

I am reading my Resilience Systems Manual,
avidly,
like an underfed developer
hoping to strike gold
while laying healthy habitat foundations.

Today I see Community Resilience mention
Tipping Points,
dipolar appositional,
when exceeded 
on a WayTooMuch Yang OverInvested
Western dualistic
nature ain't spirit
so divine couldn't...

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DONALD TRUMP – RE: DUCKS -- 

this portion dashed off (while dry ving an open white hearse slay 

so many months back before sale him slotted the most coveted 

Casino biggest win - before the...

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The Head Line News read, Houston under Martial Law,
Stay indoors, do not panic, and do not go out, under any
Cause!
I’m not sure from wrens’ they came, at first it was just
The rain, not the regular...

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Perche Sono Me IV (Fire)
It’s been a long time since I have told anyone why I was myself and why I am me. It was long ago that I dictated three prose poems on this...

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Blat , Blat
Sporadic gunfire firing back
Our way of life is under attack
And what I mean by that 
Is protect the Oil Refineries 
Protect Democracy freedom of speech 
Protect the Banks & Institutions 
Call the order...

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DONALD TRUMP – RE: DUCKS --
this portion dashed off
(while dry ving an open white hearse slay
so many months back before
slated him slotted the most coveted
Casino biggest win - before the political imbroglio
much more upsetting than...

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Axe the old Don, a trump peter n piper
   of incredulous hellish crud - be gone
ha air brushed pompous arse
   Sunkist in Macy's window 

   then like a jackal...

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learned nothing from the past
by faces drawn in a smile
we're spinning over it like on a carousel
and again, each time it makes us vomit, we remain stunned

we're leisurely starting to resemble like hamsters
cramming into our...

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I wish I was an Oscar Meyer weiner....cause then I'd be in somebody's buns.

"I shall return!" I said to my last wife, last time I saw her in 1989.  McArthur I isn't!

Why are women...

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I am just a filthy dirty human made of dust
Dirt formed as clay made by the hands of God
The only good thing in me is GOD spirit that dwelling in me
How can it be that...

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young buck, half buck, maybe two buck duo
maybe troubled like infamous Dutch painter
maybe a whole gang'a bucks that you know 
shakin' cans for markin' their container

a mark of art - some meaty graffiti
you see it's...

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Football, volleyball, baseball, softball, 
Racquetball, handball, basketball, hardball. . . . 
There're lots of sports in the world you play with a ball, 
And you can't play any of them if you're an oddball. 

If...

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Under Pass the Subway
 
It was after all a fight for survival
shattered bottle cold wet wall
with concrete boots
spray and listen to it rattle
only this can hiss his name
on the cement rough wall
red white blood and...

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(My poem is done in Mixed Rhyme which is a form created right here on PoetrySoup by our fellow poet, Ernesto Santiago.)


Things will get worse!
Year after year, of course.
Spend some time planning survival,
don't be blind,...

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What is wrong with you?
You're a bipedal pest problem
What in the world am I gonna do
to get rid of you ... shake you out of my life?
You're making me so sick,
hanging on to me like...

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A Pesky Mosquito

There is this pesky little mosquito…
It nipped painfully down there on my big toe..
Quick! I’ll need to strike back or it will soon flit off again…
Even as my brain registers its itchy pain...!

Grrr!...

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Catastrophes,natural disasters and torrential rains
what causes these thing to happen, on whom do you place the blame?
mankind has misused and abused this planet on which we live
Mother Nature must make adjustments, the forces of nature...

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The Valentine dress
A shock and surprise full of red and blue
coming from a heart, mine is devoted to
and from a hand I so value as my cute protection.
It is colourful, fitting and above all an...

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She's thirty-three, single,
her Mom babysits her
five year old son.
She reassures herself it's
just two more hours,
then it's the blessed weekend.
Which means delicious sleep.
She has no nest egg,
she's just getting by.

There is one kind aging matron
who makes...

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Star bright...city star lights
glitter and gleam...nocturne dream
S.A.D.days age quick
Time Square...nostalgic bliss

Time ceased the city's alive 
Six sense corporate media's jive is
pervasive,invasive yet rudely persuasive
aerosol graffiti tagged wall mural ads
modern pollution spawns the clean air movement
terrorist...

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OMG
By R Henderson

Painful sweaty clumps of air converged.
From Uranus it demanded to be purged.
Your body full over engorged.
But the contract of passage had been forged.

The close escape, the quest for relief,
Was obtained but ever so...

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Pesky little blood sucking insects called mosquitoes...
When the sun is down, they swarm out looking for juicy human toes..

There is a real danger of catching illnesses from these pesky mosquitoes...
So, do whatever you can and...

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Who cut the curd cyanide cheese,
thinning out the rank suspect crowd?
Who gassed death in the air bleed,
releasing an odor murder most foul?

Follow the phew olfactory clues,
motive scented everywhere ghoul smell
Mrs. White was it your grey...

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In this landscape, lies a nest 
made of brown brittle leaves, 
cracked asphalt, 
and tire flattened filters
this creature, stands 
broad shouldered and stupid
with a flat face and eyes
open so wide they are windows 
offering a...

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A lost monopoly game
Williams fright, bridge, faith
and urban blight, Williamsburg.

Soot gray and brick red
the buildings stand
slumped, shrouded
death in the abundance
of vacant buildings.

Waste strewn sea
of asphalt, concrete, and urban dreams.
Cracks housing cigarette butts
form paper chains at...

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