Long Caped Poems

"The Sleeper and The Supernaturalist"


The Sleeper
shone as she walked 
through the Woods

shining alive 
like nothing
natural could

caught 
in the moonlight 
unaware

the innocent
red-caped roses stared
the trees whispered,

"beware, beware"

barefoot softly 
the Supernaturalist 
transfigures instead

from under shine 
she bares...

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Colin is a cabby with a proper taxi cab
He drives for all the passengers an Uber didn’t grab
Which means he has a lot of time to kill most every day
And lots of evil folk to...

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Increase In Head Size

impossible mission to encapsulate notion 
flitting hither and yon, to and fro
within cranium attached to mine body,
whereby irrefutable proof prevails
predicated when yours truly
scrutinizes other people visibly aware,
I a modest married male 
blessed,...

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PART 1:          THE MEETING

Alone one night neath lantern light, I trudged a weary mile.
Forlorn, I went with shoulders bent (the storms around me howled)
until I met...

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The flames of the furnace (well-travelled by wind
slowly glazing the rags of gray women chagrined
at the sight of a hair fleeing tresses now thinned) 
sometimes billow like waves flooding naves through the night,
when the lightning...

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A lad is stopped by roving cops, who shoot in disregard.

His face is black, he’s on his back, a breeze is breathing hard,

he bleeds and dies, his mama cries, the screaming sky is scarred,

the sheriff...

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Did you ever have one of those crazy type of dreams. 
You know, one that gets you in trouble, in every way.
Well mine seems to be writing about a crazy Dragon.
And Dragons’ is about, his...

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concerning Iran (a brief letter to the american voter)

dear miss or mister
still-believing-in-the-“dream”---
which face that you see being displayed on your
screens, 
do you think will get us into a war with Iran
first?

will it be mr. hope...

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I

I am disinfected, sanitised from touch and eyes
Do not hold me. I am Bakelite and you smolder
Sat solid, the wall cold against my spine. A back-rest 
To concrete electrocution. 
I am distilled from Suburbia and...

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XIAO LING

I wish I knew you well ?, I wish I knew what is in your heart ?
I stepped out of my bleak, four cornered room on Sunday.
I stepped out from my sterile four walled...

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One colored page at a time 

I touched the field of amber pleadings
with eyes only sure enough to find that hidden light
Long lost in the sea of forgotten grasses,
brown from the sun, parched by a...

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My life flutters by, like a butterfly.. a lullaby,
Making me cry and sigh, untill I die,
I'm lying here thinking..  it's all been a waste,
Just a hasty taste, of all the pleasures I've chased.

This P.M.A,...

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If I were immortal,
             What would life look like to me?
            ...

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Fowl woman collected feathered creatures of all kinds; they came to her
Approached her from all sides, followed her about her work, they adored her.
She was ostracized by the townspeople who did not understand. 
This was...

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Bird watchers say
 there are birds that return in spring to play
build a nest, raise their young
 but as seasons change there are always some
who stay the winter, forage for seeds
 familiar ones that cling...

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Hungry For Heaven

you struck a chord yet deep within
 white lines that filtered through my brain
 the lover in life is not the sinner
 the less that you give your a taker

 through the head...

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can't sleep got these two in my mind a surreal moment caught in the nature of time
Pac from the East coast rolling with the holy ghost up in the crib a reason to forgive
Smalls west...

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My hands are shaking.
My makeup is perfect.
My heart is pounding.
My dress is perfect.
My eye are watering.
My shoes are perfect.
My legs wont move.
My accessories are perfect.
My body is hot.
My hair is perfect.

He glides into the room...

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skittles & iced tea

after Trayvon’s slaughter,
people of the empire now know that
in order to buy skittles & iced tea
with dark skin & a hoodie
you must have some proof that you aren’t
packing a weapon---
but what kind...

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On the black stallion of death,
Its red crimson eyes pierce through the night,
And the hell's beast breathes its hot brazen breath
Blazing against the darkness's chilling air!
Does he ride, this phantom of the dead,
Wielding vengeance's sword.
With...

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On the cusp of the night, forged by the steel of his will
Poised on the edge of forever, eternally still
Patient as time, as the yesteryears mark where he's been
Different from man, for the harrowing sights...

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The continued story of this poet
Haters r going to be mad that I even wrote it
Here is where I give u "The Business"
Like a lightning bolt striking with a quickness
Trust me, u haven't heard the...

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"Contrary to Imagination, Fancy ignores logic."
-- a logical lyricist of an eye discerning

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Now, once upon a summer dusk a lyric verse sublime
an airy nothing fancied forth toot sweet...

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I'm not saying that I was worry-free or not concerned about all those leaves falling from my tree. But I tell you truly that while I was some 2000 miles away from home for three...

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