Long Cliques Poems

Toddlers' Exploration: 

Cardboard drum and a thunderous beast
With playful roars in tiny fists and feasts.
Fleeting wings glide to dreams just out of reach
Soaring through tales of barnyard Waddles and Squeaks.
Moo! Quack! Giggles tumble and bump.
Flaps...

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An evanescent bouquet of skewed briars,
is how a tinsel laden tawdry essence wickedly unfolds,
scuppered signpost to my fetid human compost,
faint light pendant on soul crushed quantum migrant,
who might chortle at vivid veil flimsy vacuum,
skirt recklessly...

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Humble yesterday, your intimate memories are now
bearing false witness, following our demise. 
There are scattered whispers of a residential cloud 
nine, that I called my own after the storm. 
No myth could be written guiltier....

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The greenness of their tall but human like bodies spoke for them most times when they talked, when they conversed in their Vegril common language, because chlorophyll had been researched as thoroughly as one would...

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I'm looking at life in a negative night
When I should be glancing it over with a positive light
Beats me that I've not made it to the finish line
Competitive compromise (working together as a team) could...

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The Wagon Man
Wagon John,
Wanted My Thoughts On Columbine and Gun Control
4-20-2000

The place, was Littleton Colorado, the school, Columbine High.
But it could have happened in any state, any town, any school.
While guns are being blamed for...

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Wake! and see the extent to which you’re still enslaved
        enslaved by your own kind who hanker after conditioning platitudes
        the...

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An evanescent bouquet of skewed briars,
is how a  tinsel laden tawdry essence wickedly unfolds ,
scuppered signpost to a fetid  human  compost,
faint light pendant on soul crushed quantum migrant,
who might chortle at vivid...

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When I consider this tug-of-war that lingers 
And for which neither camp will forsake 
Even for the sake of avowed earthly love
I see disinterred before my weary eyes
The folly of the wise and bravery of...

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I look across the tables filled with crowds of people and I see cliques, families, and couples. These are structures to me, under constant construction yet fully complete at the same time. There, stands pillars...

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far and below   you will find-
my favorite poem   written in 
free verse    it is not just the theme

but the style of     eecummings
  ...

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I need time by myself just to sort things out
I need to walk on God's narrow route 
I'm hoping I won't disappoint Him by biting the bullet...he will marinate me with his miracles and drive...

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Back in high school everything was a mess
kids in different cliques, in all types of dress
and everyday a fight to see who's the best
and gun threats with kids having gats in there vests.
Teachers not caring...

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I used to think that no matter what
     No outside illusions could touch 
       Our friendship 
        But...

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Why was my whole special school life, 
An interpretation of nature and school?
A philosophical contemplation and analysis,
A freeway inquiry into the education tool. 

Because the god concept was lain out,
On the household table, delicately spread,...

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10/17/19
"Brand New"


I'd be damned to quit
Putting out some brand new s***
With a brand new drip
In my a step a brand new skip

Brand new tint
Steering wheel with a brand new grip
In a brand new whip
With a...

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Cheer and root is DONALD JUHG. 
Act a way in open also other evil schemes in secret.
Overt does or convert acts are china tyrants ’contacts.
Hong Kong china commie teacher pets might beg for china tyrants...

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The other members of the group would tease Lambent Shroud.
They’d speak in groans n puns too.
You’d sense lambent was a little uncomfortable with it all.
The other members of this amazing group were all tall, had...

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Elegant, yet simple, confident,
Mistaken for a seventeen year old at times,
Goes to the park every weekend, 
She spends her summers with her family, 
Volleyball under the rain, soda is her addiction,
Education keeps her going, Sugary,...

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On a pale July winter
I danced with the last Princess
In the middle of a sordid one room...
So long after sunset and so far from dawn
The smell of tomorrow burnt and tempting
I warmed my frozen fingers...

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People crave to belong
We all want to pull together
We hope to get along
We wish to live in harmony with each other

Ideally it would be great if we all got along
In the real world this is...

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This breezy day outside the truckers’ Gas ‘n Go, 
I brush my doggie's hair of fine white strands-
some short, some long-
all seeming to remove themselves either separately 
or as small fur "cliques,“ 
each one intent...

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We are quarreling over a graveyard of great ideas
Wandering under skies filled with flying political spears
Ideas are rotting under the soils dug by the unscrupulous
We buried our true identity and our mourning is pretentious

The commoners...

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You will begin to see yourself as spiritual support for all the
Good work being done 
Through your parish if you can stay away from the following:

Negativity: Negativity usually starts with a few disgruntled
people who complain...

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I am just a girl writing poetry (a woman) poetess like many and
it is sad how there are cliques that push their views
allmostlike . . . a gang       ...

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