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Long Antacids Poems

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Premium Member Poof of Smoke
In a Poof of Smoke, and a Raging Flame! We went running for our lives!
Dragon was at it, again! He had heartburn throughout the night, That’s Right!
You took the penguins to the Zoo, to visit...

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Categories: antacids, family, fantasy, funny, hilarious, humor, humorous, imagination,
Form: Light Verse



The Winn That Killing the Sun
today i found out that
the sun has lost 60 pounds
in a year
today i found out that
the winn would not give
the sun medication to heal the sun's wounds
just some stomach antacids
today i wanted to kill the...

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Categories: antacids, black african american, sun,
Form: I do not know?
Premium Member Uplifting
“If you keep only healthy food in your cupboard and fridge, you will eat good food.” – Errick McAdams

“You need a steroid to fix your ills.
Now vaccination to ward off winter chills.
Take an antidepressant, to...

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Categories: antacids, health,
Form: Rhyme
Death By Insurance
Death by Insurance

She sits in her car,
in the parking lot
of  the emergency room,

with the worst stomach ache of her life.

Watching the fluorescent lights rhythmically blink,
she blinks back her  tears.
Caught in a web of...

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Categories: antacids, bereavement, confusion, introspection, meaningful, pain,
Form: Dramatic Verse
A Drive Behind the Light
A dark road creaks, a crackling carapace of ice
under bruising rubber.

Driving to the all-nite store --- need antacids.
It's pre-dawn, an hour behind the light;
potholes dream in their black bunkers.

No one rides this deadened road,
no car...

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Categories: antacids, poetry,
Form: Free verse



A Drive Behind the Light
A dark road creaks, a crackling of ice-skulls
under bruising rubber.

Driving to the all-nite store --- need antacids.
It's pre-dawn, an hour behind the light,
those black hollows of the night
where time goes blind.

No one rides this deadened...

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Categories: antacids, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Personal Gas Production
The growl in my stomach is depressing
It can’t come from hunger, I eat plenty,
Fear of passing gas in public is stressing
I haven’t felt this way since I was twenty.

Gulping prescribed antacids by handfuls
An upper GI...

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Categories: antacids, how i feel, sick,
Form: Light Verse
A New Age Remedy
People all over the world search for truths;
They try to make sense of old mythology roots.

Some say elves and fairies are of the sun and the lesser light;
While others say they are day-trippers and bumps...

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Categories: antacids, fairy, fantasy, funny, hilarious, humorous, myth,
Form: Rhyme
Bodega Talk
I empty my basket at the counter.

Six individual cans of strong imported beer.
A plastic bottle of ’Tums’ antacids.
A box of frozen French Bread Pizza.
A jar of jalapeno peppers.

The wiry cute middle-aged blond
checks the items, then...

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Categories: antacids, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Spiritual Medics
So many a lizard layest
We are null of that which stomach turbulence afflicts

Discriminating between the real and unreal
Gifted with Insight into the immanent and impending
Spiritual and physical forces

We are Spiritual Sapiens
Our laser eyes pierce through...

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Categories: antacids, miracle,
Form: I do not know?
Premium Member Old Henry Vega
So many Cantankerous, old argumentative  men
Live all their days in misery,
Rehashing and recouping from an old war injury.
As Buster the dog slept soundly.

An rusty fishing rod, stood in the corner,
Buster the dog flaps his...

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Categories: antacids, uplifting, old, dog, day, dog, old,
Form: Light Verse
Bodega Talk
Evening is settling in.
I empty my basket at the counter.

A pint of vodka
(the kind that comes in plastic bottles),
a bottle of ’Tums’ antacids.
A box of frozen French Bread Pizza.
A jar of jalapeno peppers.

A world-weary Latino...

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Categories: antacids, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Static
Floating on top of a rushing rapids
Not falling in, been taking antacids
Brain full of fog with my eyes underground
Surfing on static while laying around

A TV screen hisses with black and white streaks
Most int'resting thing that...

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Categories: antacids, depression,
Form: Couplet

Book: Reflection on the Important Things