Long Blood type Poems

I think I’ve gone on nearly every diet know to woman.
My journey started after age fourteen.
Before then, I was like a fan of “eat all that you can.”
Sparse eating days were far and few between.
My...

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When I exchange phones, I have to leave my new phone and my old phone in the Sprint store for about four hours, because this is how long it takes to upload my 1734 phone...

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I am grateful
I just bought groceries, enough meat to last 3-4 days. Veggies. And I'll go get something sweet. I have lost everything I love, just about 
But gained some new things. 
I have the...

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The elevator shudders -
then a muted ping as narrow doors slide open,
the conveyance only lifts one person at a time,
               when...

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i am not a beatnik
ive been called hipster
i am not a caucasian
blood type O positive
I live in the house i was raised in
i destroyed it and rebuilt it
the discovery of my identity
i hit my head...

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Dog Tags
By David J Walker
 
My Dog-tags remain
chained
Still hanging
On a hook inside my
Closet door

For years now
The same 
Except for the occasions  that
Remind me of why I
Wore them
And
Why I still keep them

With my
Last name first
First...

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Sitting on the old black oak, where we used to fish together,
lost in the past, I think back, and remember a better day.
You wrote to me about your new ship, and new friends,
and your new...

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Bright. I remember it being bright and knowing that I wasn't at home. Where am I? Oh yea, nowhere... After Brandy I couldn't stay in that town. There were too many hurtful memories to be...

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The 90’s were not easy, but my spouse and I got by.
Both our children, grown, soon were on their own.
The syndrome known as “empty nest” didn’t even touch us.
If anything, those wings of mine spread...

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Sometimes after Lisa and I do our early-morning 4 mile run (we treadmill in the basement fitness center if it’s under 43 degrees), I come back and lie on my bed, for just for a...

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Dear Mrs. Goodwoman,

I am sad to inform you of the passing of your late Uncle Sir Rembrandt Hussleberry. He lived to the ripe age of 92, and it is his wish for you to inherit...

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THE POETIC REEDEMER…

To my fellow colleagues.
Devout, aspiring.
With wise words of great magnitude
Sent forth, I speak my mind
I built barricades, lest you leave this behind

The masses no longer relate
Poetic contributions seem not to favour the laymen...

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My teacher who thought sun-bathing made her well-red,
graded me average, she was mean to the power hundred.

She was once a banker, but after some time lost interest,
wanted to be a pilot, her career could take...

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She was a sexy young mosquito named Fey
Had no qualms about chewing your flesh away
We did not realize what a hard bug she was
Until she flew in and began chewing on Cuz.

Cuz let out a...

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Spock will be born January 6, 2230
He has no sons or daughters
Blood type: T-negative
T-negative is a rare vulcanic blood type
Until now it has been difficult
to find a blood donor
A fantasy world ... a "kick"
A game...

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