Long Caviar Poems

Molly and Dolly were in their 
New getaway room on the top 
Floor listening to music.
While Damian spent time with 
The kids in the backyard. He
Wanted to install a pool for the
Youngest children, then switch...

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Where do we come in
					in medias res  not knowing nor caring when
doesn’t everybody pine being number one we leave behind our lives in pages  pictures  or else make for images of what...

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Set upon the new world stage within the burning fires of hell. Silently posed factions of the elite, suppress the true inherit of Mother Earth. The meek children bending over for millennium, taken spankings of...

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1
Though still within our infancy, 
we strive to thrive, but woefully 
we flash and flaunt our 'primacy',
display our trophies pridefully.
 
Our terra firma ecstasy
destroys survival's harmony,
lays waste to life on land and sea.
Mankind, thy name...

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Justin Von Depathos strode across the ballroom floor 
To sit with Carlton Vishizwa and Charlotte Genivieve, 
While I watched, in silent fascination, from the door,
The “major players” waltzing ‘round the room that Friday eve.

Thurston Beaumont...

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That's my dad for you... getting his hands deep into the knitty-gritty, when most others would just back off a safe distance away saying, "No thanks! Maybe when Armageddon comes a'knocking we can talk religion,...

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Humanity Canteen

My restaurant is exclusive and classy no paupers allowed though I
have to declare that I picked up the chef near the township where
on a paraffin cooker in his garden of plenty lots of dishevelment...

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A bullfrog and a butterfly both chanced upon each other.
‘My dear, you are an ugly beast!’ the bullfrog dared to utter.
‘Why froggy,’ gasped the butterfly, astounded by his words.
 ‘My beauty is unparallel while yours...

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M o o n is a rose quartz pearl,
     unraveling midnight musings,
                  glazed in...

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A Woman’s Worth
When she walks in the room
she wants people to stop and stare
not because they’re whispering…
what she got on girl, what’s up with that hair?
But because she looks good, conservative and chic
looking her best...

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(This is all just my opinion,
what I glean from the internet,
Mainstream News, and my imagination – 
do your own research.  If there is any
truth in my observations, this write will
definitely not make me a...

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When I was only two bricks and a ticky high I wrote my first ever treatise

Three blind mice unbeknown to me highly philosophical not just to please

The Gods of poetry duty bound on their quest...

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Deep in the lands where friend fought foe,
and spoilt queens reached all new low.
Who'd take the bounty of a heart,
or curse a kingdom for a start.

Their was one sly, little devil,
corrupt beyond all young girl's...

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What fear absorb the world when much of the story is untold, what fear absorb the world when the miracle is yet to unfold. The secret ballot is already unleashed and the people began to...

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Christian has been a privileged child with his own bedroom and toys

To build mighty mansions and palaces strongholds turrets and dreams 

Sometimes fantasy figures in a world that was powerful only for some


‘It teaches the...

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"The Magnus Effect"

A whole life in a deck of cards
dealt across the table
in front of the brutally dismissive,
the fortunes of the war worn read
translated glamorously from rock bed,
both with glee and dread, there sits
the Magnus,...

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In believing you have misconstrued what this was and what was meant for you and the part you've played in the time you've stayed..

   The hunter became the huntress the prey seized the...

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Poet: Ken Jordan
Poem: White Boys
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
written: August/1995

I want to do 
just like
the white boys
do -

Wear
six hundred
dollar
shoes,

and
dress
in
the finest 
of
suits -

I want 
a
six figure
income,

to splurge 
at
Fred Segal's,

on
Melrose
avenue -

I want to
jog
with 
my dog,

while 
pushing
my child
in a 
stroller -

I want to
send
my children,

to
only
the best
of
schools -

I...

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This is not a poetry contest entry .

I wish I had a penny for every time 
That I was wrong,
I could be a politician
counting pennies all day long.

Oh! I wish I had a penny, every...

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Sarcomas hatch like caviar
in St. Jude chemo-fire inversions,
where leviathans lay magnetars
to suck the blood of
virgins.

Their celestial suckers nurse their mothers
through quantum-dot tunnels, converging
what little life force
might milk
metastatic roots while purging,

and scute steroids discarding the hair
that...

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Talk to me now...of day break
Of questing light
The sky
Salted with clouds
crimson with a spectrum of a rainbow at dawn
or
peppered with grey and raindrops

Sugared all
with the seeds of a new day

The question lies ahead
eventually we all...

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Thanks;
it's been quite a year,
it flew on by.

Now it's that time again;
...to show our appreciation.

So...thanks;
thanks for nothing, that is.

Thanks for the food that disappears tomorrow,
thanks for the poverty and all the sorrow.
Thanks for making my...

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Classic silent films
Redundant technicolour
Piano plays mood

Panther and snow leopard duelling with chess
Under a scintillating firmament
A dome of diamonds floating on infinity
Moonlight softly slicing the shadows
Illuminating their world of concentration
Alternating attrition
Pawn takes pawn
Bishop takes pawn
Rook takes...

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I'm proud to be a Persian, there's no doubt
Though some may look at me with veiled disdain
To honored heritage I give a shout
And here I bare my love in words so plain

When Cyrus captured Babylon's...

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Smith’s Octopuses Party On Pontoons 
                   Rumor Has It My Dear

Rumor has it my dear something spectacular...

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