Long Bulletin board Poems

Opening the Drawer 
Letting out my there's-my-phone Roar

Destined to live life to the fullest
Relevant determination of the writer flows in my good blood
Envy not, competition - so be it
Amphibious animals corner me as if I'm...

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As I empty a bag and look over the donations in it
I think, “Geezus why; not even I would willingly take any of this!
If I didn’t work here taking donations, I’d throw it all in...

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{"I want to be at arm's length of people because I have met you. You reflect on what I believe and disbelieve. 
You introduce me to a sacred hollow shallow cage you call your childhood...

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Learning disabled, hopelessly unemployed
Troy can't write the address for his next interview.
Warehouse stock, 331 Tiffany Street, in the Bronx.
His girlfriend, Trinity, also unemployed,
with one child by Troy. She's more resourceful
but doesn't realize it. For one...

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Who hasn’t heard of the Nigerian Letter or the Australian Lottery won?
So what about you’re kids in college… what for them is going on?

My son found a job posted on the University’s Nursing jobs bulletin...

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"If I knew...Because I heard this song, I'm in tears. For no reason."

"It's not for nothing, it just makes me also."

"By the way, not long ago, a sick black young man was assaulted by the...

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Sometimes I don’t know which one of us is broken
And which one of us does the breaking
I’m still not sure exactly who I’ve become
Or if I’ve even begun changing
You stepped out for another smoke outside
Didn’t...

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....BLACK HELICOPTERS NEVER FLEW. 
                   (except in 
         ...

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This rainy precipitation keeps falling endlessly from my face. My hand slips everytime I attempt to wipe the wetness away.
No one cares, because no one sees me as myself. Why? They just see me as...

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I have pictures on top of pictures on top of pictures on my bulletin board.
They are from children, and they never get taken down, they get stapled over.
It is a haphazard, happy pattern, and I...

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The Portables

Baby boomer fourth grade,
We overfill Longfellow school.
Like coffee running over the cup brim.	
Caught in a saucer of portables,
Two garage like class rooms,
Like Siamese twins, joined at the middle.
Flanked by rows of single paned windows,	
That...

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I feel like I’m just floating through time like every moment exists on some line. déjà vu is just a tear in the thread that’s holding seconds collectively storing lifetimes from the beginning to the...

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Color delights me, instantly glorifies joy and hope.
If I like it.  I change my office at work when I get bored with it.
	I am a giant kid.
And I know the kids that come in...

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Hello!
Yes, I got your number from my sister.
She got it from the bulletin board at the “Stop, Shop and Save-a-lot”
I’m calling about the ad for “cleaning lady needed”
     I have a...

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black coffee in the sea, 
with a thermos for a light house 
reading house blend.

granular earth in the bread, 
or at least in the pastry window
next to the register.

vegetarians sitting at tables in 
a coffee...

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Above my burdened desk hangs my bulletin board..
I think I must try make time to get a bigger one soon.
My busy life has crowded this one so much,
I can't find what I had just posted...

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Life has a way of changing your perspective
Because most of us know what we want
Most look for the definites
Whereas I, on the other hand,
Am wishing only for the possibility
Wanting only the chance of opportunity
While everyone...

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The Lifer
Eye feel so sorry for someone that cares for only work and cannot have a little fun 
it seems so sad to me they cannot use the world to live or love but robot...

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There was an old lady who wore an old shawl,
knitted it herself with wool bought at the mall.
Now old and ragged, Granddaughter Pennie thought
my friends and I could knit a new one, and we ought!

Two...

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You Must Be My Love

You must be my love,
I dream about you every morning,
As the cracks of sun peel open
My eyes.  I kiss you goodbye, until
Later, when we shall be together again.

You must be...

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Posting Personal Information Online

By Elton Camp

What facts would you share if you meet
Some unknown person out on the street?

Your interests, work, home & vacation plans
Would you place into his outstretched hands?

Yet, such information posted to...

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