Long Amateurish Poems

Goodness, I nearly lost my balance on the spiral seashells and broken sea stone chipping matrix.
My quaint obsession with marine life and that skyline paradox blossoming so tantalisingly,  might be a source of some...

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RESURRECTION OF A HEROE:

CHORUS:

Far from comparison, far from fear.
Failure part of the journey; shed no tears.
Man...do... the best you can do.
Talents in your hand's only for you. 
No body cares...what you goes through;
When you succeed,...

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I relished being hungry for Thanksgiving pop slop gloppy grub

whereby the missus didst potchke
created whirling dervish hubbub
after enjoying repast, 
(fit for a tarnished king),
yours truly able, eager, and ready
to soak my ego freezing carcass in...

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I relished being hungry for leftover Thanksgiving pop slop gloppy grub

(a poetic partial fiction 
blended, diced, fricaseed, 
marinated, mixed, pureed, sautéed, 
stewed... with fact)

Hmm... on second thought
lemme join anorexic club
until rib cage protrudes taut and...

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Antics Of A Buzzfeed Ding Housefly...

Non random, but (based on my very
     far out, flimsy laughably 
     amateurish thinking)
     faux feigned aye
firmly believe,...

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You don’t want to read this.


I’m reading this poem and waiting for something to happen,
But so far nothing has been able to seize my attention.
I await to see which word will give rhythm to the...

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I relish being hungry for popslop grub...

(on second thought lemme join anorexic club
until rib cage protruding taut and visible
doubling as drum to drub
synchronized with heart that goes lub dub).

She painstakingly lovingly doth strew
haphazardly she threw
leftovers...

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Even though she never went to college, she watches Jeopardy each night and gets all the 
answers right.

Even though she never had the need for a passport, she can talk about foreign cities as if...

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Hmm... on second thought
lemme join anorexic club
until rib cage protrudes taut and visible
doubling as drum to drub
synchronized within heart of darkness,
especially when electrocardiogram exhibits
absolute zero vital sign,
cardiac arrest translates
as cessation to lub dub,
hence yours truly

declared...

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They say that fear is F-alse E-vidence A-ppearing R-eal.
That can’t be true because I bore witness to Chauvin’s kill!
The video went viral on Facebook, an epic timed release, a
very stark difference from the initial statement...

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The sage green wall had worn a blank look
until, slightly askew, with a tilt to the left
dangling helplessly, without a complaint 
is the pride of an artist, who lacked all constraints.

He dipped into his paints...

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In the concrete walls of the shantytowns,
A young rose cracked through the cordons.
The rose encountered a thorn,
That perforated through its petals,
To deflower and plant a seed,
Of lust, love and tear buds.

A thorn and a rose,
Became...

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Amidst the fine feetle of veggies in the garden of truth 
Stands a monstrous scarecrow.  
Of a fungoid parched face and a half baked gaze.
Of shrunken smoked sockets and drunken knocked eyeballs.
Bulged cheekbones force...

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would that I could
pick up reception
of celestial transmissions
with a couple'a old soup can phones
and country miles of string
(would they have harp string ring tones?)
and ask the old man
about days long ago
interrupting his labors
tilling god's fecund green fields
(most...

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AN ADMISSION TO TELL HER TO ADMIT IT
           (to vie in re: the poem “the sun the sea etc.)

The lady doth bequeeth unto me too...

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Still here, on a day wrapped in blue and fog, learning to become a player in wars and empires, serving the men who plan them.  I sit and watch as the god of night...

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When caught mid-flight
End to bloat against gravity
Thanks, rejection is not of the earth

My eyes are welling
I won’t hold back with shame 
Even warriors often times loosen, weeping

A good mother’s breast thrust
Not in for the oldest...

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On a sage green wall that once wore a blank look,
it dangles helplessly, without a complaint. 
It is slightly askew, with a tilt to the left,
giving the viewer a crick of the neck

Hanging precariously, for...

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In the pocket of an old coat
about to be donated,
I stumble upon words scribbled on a pad
as I watched my husband die.

“Your love is the most precious thing in my life.
Do you know I see...

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For every step my father took,
my short legs took three.
“Daddy, please,” I called to him,
“you walk too fast for me.”

My sister took a husband;
my brother went to sea.
Our father sighed, “Our family time
has been too...

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You are in your blue period -
turquoise swimsuit, buoyant in azure.

Behind your shoulder,
Brighton West Pier,
A snap taken at an amateurish angle,
you’re diving sideways into the waves,
the gaily painted structure
tumbling after you.

A day later, the pier...

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for your love i would do any thing
for anything you ask is possible
anything you want, it is my desire
that you have it

even the stars are not asking too much
because i can whisper words to make...

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That was a nice move you just made
to get yourself crowned prom king
Checkerhead
But now you’ve graduated to playing chess,
and you can’t just jump the queen
You can’t jump her Amazon bones to win,
like you did silly...

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Tiny little hole in the wall
Their real business putting on plays
But wee mini art exhibit
Open to the public
During the day

How I loved to slip away
At lunch time
Just a five-minute walk
Entering their park was so peaceful
For...

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Of all the mornings bless’d in recollection
Though plenty and abundantly of late;
Imbued with sparks of glorious perfection,
Has every daybreak seem’d thereafter every date. 
When sunrise blush’d her cheeks this Christmas, waking
A part of me feels...

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