Long Beets Poems

I wrote this random rap song just yesterday! Have a blast, reading it! :D
"We shall all be like magnets,
Connecting to God's Laws in perfect symmetry 
We shall all shine as the sun,
Glorifying the son of...

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Lumi's hand pressed upon his shoulder in a surprisingly firm grip guiding him into the dining area and to the second of two long slender tables where sat five older elves including DynDoeth.
  ...

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I grew up and out on a four family-owned,
and cooperatively-organized,
extended matriarchal farm.

Four interdependent 1940s through 1970s patriarchally managed businesses,
without substantial questions about who should wear pants,
yet with a surprising matriarchal cooperative understory.

The boxers outnumbered the...

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A Place Not Meant To Be
           
PART: II            (699 of 1487 words)

#9: Days of...

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"ls this explicit can it be more than just a thought a true story within each letter place. Together in a line in a single line, there's Glory post haste. I just want to tell...

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Kitchen counters alive; the vivid colors of red, green, purple and yellow glass jars. Your garden flourished.
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Pickled beets mingle boiled eggs; a pretty periwinkle purple.
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Yellow and purple tinted fingers; dandelions and elderberries distilling; musty aroma...

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Solace snowflakes fall upon my cheek
Been stressed out throughout the week
Saw the crystalline fractals of ice fall too
When I faced a sentimental winter so true
When I faced a sentimental winter with you

Flurry of snowstorms rush...

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Hello, everyone. Today we welcome the famous color Purple to our show. 

Hello. I’m so happy to be here.

So, tell me, Purple, Why do people refer to prose sometimes as purple?

Ha! I’m sure you know...

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#A Nod To My MOTHER Who LOVED Her BLACKEYE PEAS. "So Do I", If Cooked GOOD..."YES PLEASE!" A GREAT "B" LETTER FOOD...
BROCCOLI 
BOK CHOY 
BERRIES 
BEETS (THESE ARE THE TYPE OF "BEATS" I LIKE...SAID A...

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No Eden here, for there’s no snake;
There’s just a thief who likes to take 
The labors of all our hard work.
My blood is boiling, half berserk
Near stripped of reason, one thing’s clear:
I’m settling the score...

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One single dish with one single pea

The sign on the door said, 
Come one and come all
We welcome the short
and we welcome the tall

From the east or the west
or some place in between
Whether yellow or...

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I’m just dead and so sorrowful inside
It feels like no one cares I feel this way
I’m full of dread and God’s merciful humility soaks away my pride
The feels of his absence — I feel today

My...

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I thought you would never come; my heart is on the run, I thought you would never come; I will wait until the day is done.

Daylight is screaming in my face and the rats have...

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History contends that on that score
hing hot summer at 6:00 pm June sixteenth 
in the year 666 after the Devonian era, 
two lovers - a Mister Belmont Me 

and Missy Bryn Mawr Hu felt the...

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Oh captcha squares, oh captcha squares
What are these objects in your frames?
Oh captcha squares, oh captcha squares
Why must they gotta be the same?

    Cars and busses, traffic lights
    Bicycles...

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You can see him now, dirty as a horse
that slipped in the mud, planting petunias
with that infamous shamrock thumb

(Irish from his Pop      Appendage from his Mum)

stopping every now - and...

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At the kitchen table
Sat still like stone statues – petrified.
A sick game of musical chairs
Sat waiting for the muted music to play again.
Saplings uprooted early; replanted in rows
seated in toxic soil – a stunted growth.
Wooden...

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There's weeds in my
garden I can't use a
ho(e)
The man who could
pull them don't care
no mo

The shit's overgrown
I might need a plow
But it's waited so
long that it's no
use now

When we planted the
thing we both shared
the work
Then...

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A Child's Thanksgiving Prayer 

Lord, I thank thee as I sit to eat,
For mashed potatoes that I helped to make.
And thanks, dear Lord, we're having something sweet.
Besides the beets and peas, there's pies and cake!

I...

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Violet, a lovely lady, kin to Purple, can be a contradiction.
Between her fellows Red and Blue (yet more inclined to Blue),
she lies with a calm passion! Unique and unconventional is she!

A symbol of humility, through...

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It's a PICKLE PARTY and you're being invited!
Return your RSVP saying you'll be delighted
to attend. Don't forget to bring your sunscreen
so, you can keep your lovely shade of green.

The pool will be open, so you...

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Along the country roads 
Still strong they march.
Rocks fitted with intricate care,
Pieced together rock by stone,
Without the help of mortar
A century or more ago
By farmers who ploughed the 
Glacial moraine of New England
To plant subsistence...

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“I went into a grocery store to buy a bag of beets.
I had to buy them there, you see, it’s the only thing he eats.”

“Who is this ‘he’ of whom you speak?” was my quick...

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A disbanded little colony of wacky souls ensues:

Some will head to the high purple hills 
and live in caves.
They will bring cranberries and beets to crush
up and make paint with.
They will use horse hair brushes...

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I wouldn't be scant. Its codfish lies to pull ferociously all up in its cube. The forks stomped the ponies. Why did your 
goodness lift our leaf? What do ideas ride like? You sound like...

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