Long Aint Poems

Was it a cruel twist of fate?
Sneering, laughing chance?
Perhaps something I ate?
A bad bout of happenstance?

It wrenched and tore at my gut,
A sickening, sober, foreboding sign.
Wretched chance it was not,
This time was by insidious design.

The...

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Increase In Head Size

impossible mission to encapsulate notion 
flitting hither and yon, to and fro
within cranium attached to mine body,
whereby irrefutable proof prevails
predicated when yours truly
scrutinizes other people visibly aware,
I a modest married male 
blessed,...

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September   2017
Warm sunny Saturday early 
Afternoon
Damian was indulged in stock
Market purchasing. He was 16
He believed he needed to spread
His wings. Damian made big
Purchase that would net boastful 
Future funds. He bought 2 shares
Of...

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Kind Of Blue (For Miles Davis)

Woodlawn Cemetery, Bronx Ny 1991


Before they could lower Miles 
into the damp, dark ground
Two of the PALL BEARERS
Thought they heard musical sounds

Before the Preacher could say
Turn your BiblesTo Acts, 
The...

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As I sit and look up to the sky I wonder 
why. Why do I go thru this pain
Me a 9 year living life having fun but didn't 
kno my innocents was gon be taking...

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Sand in my lungs and in every nook and cranny possible, nothing out here not even a simple bush or tree. Everything is dead and dry as a bone. My own skin holds no life,...

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CONVERSION

1
Everyday is a test, no rest, a contest, put up my best, I confess
Hardwired and tired, flawed with mud and mire, no liar but on fire
I will connect, will not fret but you can bet...

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What my kids too often fail to notice,
and what I am guilty of weighing too lightly, 
to avoid timely discernment,
are contrasts in density of opportunity
and toxicity of risks
hidden within our values and disvalues
themselves.

Disvalues shallowly accepted...

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Humus me? My vegetated chokes ingest!
(jokes all in jest)

Hard to believe, I orange in a lee
started life as barely visible speck!

Just in the course of healthy growing
season, this former minute nearly
microscopic entity developed into
quite pleasing...

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The last battle for the Throne

Funny how they think that all of this is a show 
 Or, perhaps a intriguing story of some kind 
 But either way this is my reality and the...

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There was this boy that I once knew 
So handsome, so sweet.
And with just one touch from him I swear I'd get so weak.
He would tell me I was beautiful, and he always made me...

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Every day you awake you need to give thanks, I am the past
and the present; You are the potential.
I am the essential.
You are the future; I am the now!
I am the reality in that order...

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Peeps Need To Be Strong

alright drop the beats
got this fire burning hotter inside of me
don't want to get the best of me
sitting here drinking my forty why should I worry
everything today's a joke including the...

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h when i was truth i fell
drew boy i grew up
still def still be a cre4ators tool
wipers for the pain tears drop
fear not, fret no baby worrys from the devil. whispers on my ear xrtays...

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Lonely teardrops gasping for air...my funny valentine he's never there.
 How can you mend a broken heart once it's been broke too many times. 
Realizing love is undependable to the many times a day he...

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A sodden dreg with wooden leg is dancing for a dime,

to sacred psalms and other balms, all ticking with the time.

He’s 22, he’s almost through, he’s melted in his prime,

his bane is firm, the canker...

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"We dont have forever to get it together"

Each day we wake up is a blessing
So why are we sitting up here stressing
Stressing about things we have no control
Not realizing who makes us whole
We walk around...

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off too see her 
now we sliding on chrome slippining past slip;ery serpents
its certain its aknown fact
dont push me cause i push back
push black white in the night and
winding sliding sliders right in time too
clean...

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Yes I have been hurt, been left in the dirt, 
Pretended to be fine, so many years of lyin,
Yes I've been pushed around, left on the ground, wallowed in the pity,  got drunk in...

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I stood atop of my pointed view and felt the sharp tooth of truth.
How elegantly we lived the lie,  a fictional legend always on the edge of a prequel.
But the sharp tooth of truth...

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Lyrical On 44th Street
 

The argument started at the table
 
He was too soft,
 too timid to quote Gable
 
She said ,"Your dreams aren't keeping the lights on.
 
If I see you writing again, your...

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This poem wants to make a change . . .

To be a strong yet silent raised fist in Mexico, 1968.

To stand at a window w/a shotgun writing the words
“By any means necessary”

To sit in at...

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It was three in the morning and I had to get dressed
The radio had crackled out, another SOS
The fire flickered slowly, it was to cold to gain heat
So I pulled on my old boots and...

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* I wrote my first poem 2 years ago, to celebrate, I've written this poem where I've stole my own rhymes from my own poems and morphed it all together enjoy

I'm a quick wit picnic...

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NOTE: This poem is a humoruos stab at PMS from a mans point of view

I can see your blood boiling
through  the blades I once called eyes,
they were once beautiful  like jewels
now they hurt...

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