Long Babysitter Poems

Young Timmy saw Jim walking down the street.  Timmy considered a quick retreat, but steadied himself with a shrug.  Timmy dreaded the sight of Jim, a teenage bully and wanna be thug, who...

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Life goes on.


When I found you sat crying, on that park bench,
With the soggy tissue pressed against your nose.
I simply said excuse me and you told me to leave you alone;
But I’m sorry I cannot,...

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"Well, I Never"    posted 3 May 2021

Six musings on the word never...

you should never marry a tennis player      love means nothing to them

my wife tells me I...

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Sorry other poets. You just became my sounding board. There are many things that are becoming quite interesting. This subpoena thing is one of them. 
If Trump receives one from a Federal Court, he is...

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Adoloscent confusion
whirlwhind of innocence
taken aback by the hindsight i have
the life i lived and what i know now

puberty
feelings
not knowing whats normal
not knowing who or what is getting the best of you
who to blame when you...

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we should be realising the fates
and who is belonging in what safe place
those who build bombs around the world that should be locked up
and those who guide us to kill one another
and blindly spin in...

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poet talking tough
must take a stand
poisoned children
to put me under thumb
the gossip mill of word of mouth
learning how to swim
understanding genocide
living in this predicament
its me versus you, versus them
time to make a decision
time to take...

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society never seems to wanna understand
i got feelings too just because im a man dont mean nothing
i bleed to damn
babysitter raping me at 7
told my folks got my ass whoop because liars dont make it...

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Virtue and innocence,
                                ...

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Another college tour, another favor. This time it was an old schoolmate, George and his parents who were taking the official tour. I was going to babysit his little sister Mary (5) while they walked...

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life is a messy slurry 
Tyson fury
an Olga tumble
an Ali shuffle
a low cal rumble
in nuclear jungles
hammer and sickle
stars and stripes
a polka dot pickle
citizen cocaine in the middle
PURPLE PEOPLE EATERS
living is a tsunami ripple
a wobbly foal
a...

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I was twelve years old and it was the Christmas Season.
We were on our best behavior; you know the reason.
Christmas decorations were taken down from storage.
Some of them were from last year; some of them...

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“EARS OF FURY #2”


this Monday will be a year 
that I’ve known her. 
ironically, it is the exact 
time it all fell apart. I met 
her when she had an in-
credible hunger for sex and...

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Peter I knew since our childhood
though as a youth he wasn’t good,
but then Joan cured him of all that,
two babies in a two roomed flat.
 
Now Frank came later to my life,
by when, like him,...

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In high school, the boy I loved
Was in love with my best friend.
They held hands and snuggled at ball games
And I was always in the background, watching.
In college, they broke up, and I went home...

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Methinks the here
     to fore purposeful inclusion
     of key word "babysitter"
a slight oversight describing
     residents at Highland Manor
     (a...

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I had a family visit today, 
                         On their way back...

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Tribute To My Cousin 
She is the best, and resides in the Midwest.
A top, American, she.
Loves her country, her God and her shining, perfect family.
Married now for 50 years plus.
Grandsons is Arizona Little League

And a...

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Oh… how I miss that time! With it’s Saturday morning cartoons.
Not to mention, daily comics stolen from Papa’s newspaper, too!
Saturday was way better! With Snoopie, Little Abner, and friends.
Now I can’t find a newspaper! Or...

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April 25, 2018

Of time Past-
I cannot discard you (memory)
no matter how far I push you  away
you come  c r e e p i n g  like a wild vine
deep in the corridors...

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(April 25, 2018, Repost)

Of time Past-
I cannot discard you (memory)
no matter how far I push you  away
you come  c r e e p i n g  like a wild vine
deep in the...

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Paul, Peter and the Tweeter
Why not choose, 
a billionaire leader?
One who is not 
an eloquent speaker.
Trouble rises,
he robs Paul to pay Peter.
The bold rich need tax savings,
forget about the meeker.

From a distance,
we watch the kingdom...

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When I was young, I took a tin can to the lip.
Courtesy of my best friend.
I ran away crying for mother.
(This was my first set of(flesh) stitches).

My cat(blue) had a fetish for crapping in the...

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We arrived, it was 7 a.m. 
Then I was just a small girl
I still don't know why it made her angry 
I will never know why 
She bashed my head into the sink
After undoing my...

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Life was so carefree for me as a child, way back when
I was just a little girl who loved to dream and pretend
that I would grow up to be a doctor's nurse and mend
those who...

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