Long Bios Poems

Daughter  of Mary and  Louis
(Named after my late grandmother ) 

My name is  Charmaine
a name originated from latin
Charmaine means -a song

Eldest of two siblings
Wife and Mother

Born and raised
in the sun-kissed land of...

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Everybody got a Hollywood life story
to tell
More meat on the bone
give juicier bites 
to sell
Nobody ever turns in a tarnished silver screenplay
Those warts and mistakes
get Photoshop casting couch edited away
Baby Jane rude attitude don’t make...

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Just taking notes as I walk for the perhaps of a poem later. Fun to share real time first drafts.

Walking from out of town to into town
Passed a churchyard with no church
Only steps remain where...

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Today's generation has lost the sense of emotions.
What they call pain, anger and happiness is all a simple imagination.
Let me tell you life is a movie, yes, i repeat, life is a movie, in which...

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I belong to the local community
The loving home where local hearts belongs
I belong to the rich soil of the planet earth
The soil that accommodates the less privileged
It is the soil that proudly conquers every land
Soil...

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Is life a psychological and spiritual mess, a being of dismay and chaos,
Misdirected and confused by those of staunch and unwavering bios,
Might have started on a farm, urban home, corporate office, or a college dorm,
Looking...

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Blind Jake graduated from school, university bound his he
Blind Jake has come so far, without the ability, pleasure or who knows in his head, maybe even a god given gift not to see, the horrors...

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Screaming headlines erupted...
BREAKING news...massacre
barrage of gunfire
wrought countless deaths
newly minted unknown
mass murderer suddenly infamous

speculation immediately
trumpeted hate crime
targeted, premeditated, calculated
mass murderous sprees,
gunmen gloated gleefully
resultant mayhem throve

countless dead tally increased
security details, police,
and emergency crews
barked orders while
yellow crime tape...

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Native American Blessing
PostMillennial:

May the Great Transition Spirit of Time
co-arisingly bless us,
our habitats,
Earth,
those we love
riding within Time's emerging Light
and those we remain challenged to love
with peaceful all-embracing diastasis,
faithful to empathic trust
we each do the healthiest best...

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iFactory Reset
Written by Brett Somers
On 4-13-16

 {Thank you for calling iFactory Reset}
{Name?}
Brett
{Device Type?}
Human
{IMEI code?}
xxx-xx-xx34
{What is it you’re calling for?}
Memory's faded
Processor’s jaded
Bios clock is ticking too fast
Program glitches 
From a complicated past
Life files beyond defrag
Inputs too...

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Potted Bios of William the Conqueror, William Rufus  and William the Fourth

First a quick word on Robert the Devil,
whose turbulent  life turned out quite a revel.
He fathered a child on a poor tanner's daughter
then...

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Middays muse; with tinseled fingers and what is this, but a mockeries dust amid the wind....

Lost laxus, in its own schematics malignful maze everwinding unto inevitables end within

A self-fulfillings twisted prophecy spelling this enigmas day...

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In the agora or out on the street
Wherever public figures he did meet
In conversation he loved to engage
Only to find his questions would enrage
He chipped and chipped at their exterior
Their words hollow with no interior
His...

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PERSONIFICATION PAINTING
Most of the day,
Alone on this wall we stay;
When the doors open wide
Shy colleagues ,behind curtains hide;
On view for all for free  see
Our lives, on show for all to see;
On the seat ,over...

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Moon night!
Full quarter, half-moon snow bright;
Mid-day, mid noon, such a boom;
a Moon lit Knight;
Son of a Jewish Rabbi;
Birth given name Marc Spector;
Was a professional boxer?
Did a tour of duty, fought as a Marin;
Leaves them to...

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BROKEN MONOKU
just for  a moment nothing mattered-
                           ...

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What stuff are we made of






We have eaten up greens,
Inhaled the best and given the worst,
The waste everywhere,
In the air, in water and heaps on land,

In name of modernisation,
Intruded woods and raw earth,
Colossal buildings, Material...

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PERSONIFICATION PAINTING
Most of the day,
Alone on this wall we stay;
When the doors open wide
Shy colleagues ,behind curtains hide;
On view for all for free  see
Our lives, on show for all to see;
On the seat ,over...

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Why do I read only fiction
And my husband just reads non-?
Since so many fit this pattern,
To this puzzle I am drawn.

After many conversations
Asking people what they read,
Men like history or bios,
For the truth is what...

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Most of the day,
Alone on this wall we stay;

When the doors open wide
Shy colleagues ,behind curtains hide;

On view for all to see
Our lives, on show for all to see;

On the seat ,over there,they sit
Often bored,only...

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Most of the day,
Alone on this wall we stay;
When the doors open wide
Shy colleagues ,behind curtains hide;
On view for all for free  see
Our lives, on show for all to see;
On the seat ,over there,they...

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Most of the day,
Alone on this wall we stay;
When the doors open wide
Shy colleagues ,behind curtains hide;
On view for all for free  see
Our lives, on show for all to see;
On the seat ,over there,they...

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Most of the day,
Alone on this wall we stay;
When the doors open wide
Shy colleagues ,behind curtains hide;
On view for all for free  see
Our lives, on show for all to see;
On the seat ,over there,they...

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Web of destiny
Jessica Drew, the original Spider-Woman
Self-proclaim "I have never needed rescuing
Brainwashed spy working for HYDRA.
Memories of being a spider implanted into her
Had fear-inducing pheromones, a previously unrevealed ability.
Tended to be the character such as...

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