Long Bloodstains Poems

John: Sounds like I might like to straddle her equator with my meridian and throw down with a hula hoop on each arm. How soon can I execute my commission?

Mitchell: Do you like to eat...

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1. Non-fiction

The bathroom faucet gushes nectar
drowns my hands in never-laughter,
"Sorry" is a specter
when you told me "0" I felt disgusting,
hopelessly deluded,
naked.

Last night I dreamed
that New York City was nuked,
another Twin Towers Lost,
everyone radiated.

But then I...

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Wow, the weather sure is cold,
Days are short, the wind is bold. 

The season isn't a favorite for sure,
Most in the cold, aren't begging for more. 

This testament to the winter, is short and is...

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Please don’t blame the automatic weapon
that synagogue killed me, tragically,
the other day
The hands which held it
are Second Amendment clean — 
Gunpowder washed in crimson water
of dogma purity

I was just the latest recipient
of an over-the-counter, scarlet...

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In shadows deep around the world,
here and there where thoughts converge,
A poem stirs, with words emerge,
To shed light on the dangers found,
When religion's cloak is tightly bound.

Religion, a force both ancient and grand,
Can unite hearts,...

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(I actually need a little help on this one, / not really poem/ not really song/  I call it a 
cute ryhme ..
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I’ve crossed many a bridges 
I’ve seen many a town
Now that long...

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She calls herself Bunny Boucher, but she was born Veronica Chermak. She’s tall and leggy with a body that looks tidy, yet lived in. She’s high and tight, but flexible like a strong rubber band...

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We read about the slaughter in a place far overseas,
where the multicultural blending has been there for centuries.
Where church of all denominations have been standing side by side.
Where neighbours have been neighbourly; respect seemed to...

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Note:***This poem is meant to be read from the bottom to the top, left to right 
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Never Again
and you remain—

For the World has gone from me and fled
The stairway of my mind shall never end
I...

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I was only sixteen for a moment 
Then seventeen for a second 
Who would have thought I couldn’t hold it
The kid who could do it all 
Who would have thought he would grow up and...

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Inside My Mind Like a Maze'''
Spinning around
tossing and turning
drifting away without a sound
Inside this mind is a maze...
There are doorways
unknown
I feel this pain inside
distant screams all
alone
pulling me further into the night
a doorway opens creaking
with silence
shivering...

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He’s a broken leg performer with a crooked second act.
Went from Brooklyn to Las Vegas with his sarcasm intact.
Does a Smith and Wesson stand-up, voice as sweet as antifreeze.
Tells you how he lost his cherry...

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'Dirty Laundry!'

Tell me why hearts compose when all poems are born
in a world full of wastrels (where weakest get slain?)
There are bloodstains besmirching blank sheets we would use
for bleached pulp comes from trees that won't...

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"Good day sir, I've been travelling and looking for a place to stay,
but I heard the Overlook Hotel is dull, all work and no play?"

"Come on in there's lots of rooms, more beautiful here than...

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I have collected strange things… 
In this obscure life…

I have placed them in 
Little Black Onyx Boxes old and ornate covered 
inlaid with exotic stones, metals forged unknown

These objects are memories from an odd land...

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I Was The Sun, You The Vanishing Frost

I will listen to you but will you talk
of sorrow's night, you took that leaving walk
sun-burnt memories all that remains
and tragedy of Love's saddest bloodstains.

I can beg but...

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I stand in the rain, my heart filled with pain
My clothes are covered with many bloodstains
I look to the sky and begin to cry
The heavens never opened when I was alive
 
So why would they...

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Even today in Texas 
after twelve decades
people are narrating
the story of John,
the courageous little hero 
who fought two heartless outlaws;
was he allowed to own a gun
and protect his mom screaming?
One of them resembled Deniro
with a...

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A story
Of an insignificant mother trailed.

When sledgehammered, pickaxed
Excavated, craned and the progress of
The ceaseless destruction of
Demolished construction railed.

So is a story
Of an insignificant mother trailed.

With wings flapped and heart ached, the dove
An emblem of peace...

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Your red light betters consider you a black bug
on the windshield of life

That freedom flight of fancy smushed condition,
it don’t spotted glass much matter

Just another ghetto pest
that didn’t pass the police car 
collision course tute...

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8/15/12

There is no escape
They say it, they whisper it softly
In the darkness, where the dripping of water is heard
Save yourself—get out while you still can! 
I’m not leaving you! 
You need to go. . .run
You...

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All the kids at school?
They say writing poetry must be easy; after all, so many words rhyme with ‘love you’.
If they, with fists covered in your blood, only knew.
An art of letting yourself flow into...

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This poem is a repost. I originally posted it the first week I came to PSoup. It received no comments. I chose to repost it because it is one of my personal favorite poems, and...

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I used to cut. 
I was depressed. 
And then I found someone who loved me and actually cared. 
And all of the pain just seemed to disappear. 
But something happened. 
Words were said. 
Someone tried...

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You don't know me, but you soon will.
My life was about pain, anger, and hate.
You see the bruise's where just a game you played.
The broken bones I got where to teach me a lesson. 
The...

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