Long Combustible Poems

Twice told toilet tale – a cheeky execrable gross fable

which poetic product best be affixed 
with hashtag STINKY label.

As a young whippersnapper
and one precocious lad to boot,
I discovered common combustible materials
found in the bathroom.

At opportune...

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Devil's advocate claims Teflon Trump...

The demagogue reincarnate 
feels gifted to reign supreme
captivates, glorifies, lauds, 
renounces, yawps extreme
views bellows dogmatic fulminations
in an attempt to redeem
stolen 2020 capital one bid.

Which hunter (biden his time) 
will reap grim...

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                I
Listen up and I’ll tell
              you...

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having arrived at this juncture
of learning the man made structure
of creations, gods, demons and time
and various situations not quite so sublime
where nothing under the sun appears to be new
let us take a moment to focus...

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supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Ice cold mic hold 
A flow that’s so ferocious 
a Higher level focus
Exposes my neurosis
bogus amateurs are hopeless
Yoga poses lotus 
Possibly psychosis 
Or Musical symbiosis
intelligent my opus 
intellectual Hypnosis  
Rhythm in fluid motion
My style...

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Everyone has his four o’clock there is no doubt about that
Everyone has his four o’ clock even if he wears a cowboy’s hat
Everyone has his four o’ clock even if he roams around in a...

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Jazz man of the mill suffering atomic verse
Born of the waves, air-raids of sound 
Moons  to profile the edge of weather 
And sun to light the way 
Inside the cliffs and black holes beyond...

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to parlay view to unleash nuclear weapons on cue
destroying vast swaths of flora and fauna,
   most inn no cent life forms pay hefty due
to assuage aggressively cruel, enjoyably 

   growling goal,...

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Countdown to Armageddon precariously hinges 
   potential apocalypse outcome, mere smattering days away
if the brazen, fierce-some dragon doth don 
   trumps presidential throne - 
   ships with whistling ...

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Encomium for cumulative collection of trash

The pyromaniac within yours truly
beckons sacrificial ritual
mine burning (man's)
sacred plastic bags
of rubbish (comprised of: hairs combed,
ditto trimmed from dead head,
filthy lucre - ha, phlegm
wrapped in tissue paper,
snips and snails,
and puppy...

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We lived about a hundred miles Northwest of Chicago                          ...

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"I Am Fire"


                          I am an all consuming one 
...

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Branches of beans wave most predominantly in stormy weather but heavily prevalent are the many climbing chimps whose antics please the spotted cloud and cause a clap in the sky. But half a cup of...

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lemme git down to figurative and virtual brass tacks 
and risk introducing this veritable unknown citizen, 
   who feels Trump stacks

odds against supposedly “making America great again” - 
   vis a...

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I was watching; and apparently he hurt another rookie;
They were sheriff trainees and the one who hurt the other one was crying.
I cried but I couldn’t even tell you why; maybe I could;
But I don’t...

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fine isn't a road traffic fine....it is a fine of a finest fin favour flashing feverishly
FINE

Fine?

Fine is a shrine,
Not a mortified prawn,
Fine is a tail,
Of a cloud wisp at dawn,
But a fortified wine could build...

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I'm a combustible element, a raging whirlwind doomed to a small space
I need some air, something to calm my agitated nerves
but the illness to my symptoms won't leave me be
Her persistance is strong although the...

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Government (show) Shut Down December 2018

Messianic Don found tarnished appeal
trumpeted bluster thwarted
with muted (hip hip hooray) Democratic zeal
played (on microscale) like quashed
ill fated braggadocio big deal

bombast, sans General George Armstrong
Custer's last stand,
viz Little Bighorn, achilles...

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Should I become a middle school math or English teacher?
Leave my bed early in the morning and return with test papers to grade.
With what authority will I persuade those kids to sit still and perform...

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i.

They're watching us,
waiting for us to betray ourselves
and show them 
where our hollowness lies 
so that they might offer us 
something to fill 
or cure it.

ii.

They stalk us from every angle,
leaping from folds 
of our...

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Is there enough adjectives I can use,
  to sew these sensitive sensations to you,
when my dandelion heart is 
  dense with combustible phrases,
and my sunken soul is weeping 
  into the weariness...

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Sitting here alone,
staring at a cold fireplace
Half of me not home,
left an empty pillow space

Teardrop candle wax
lights the room with sadness
Kindled by mirror sobs,
reflection of an ashen image

You spark the fire
inside of me

You fan the...

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treading tales of three o clock on the morning bow
Android alkaloid met a myriad of trees at a southern angle. Bacon tart it was not for a tart is touting and touting is not touring...

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She nested upon
her self-made pyre
preparing for
another genesis
in blaze hues of love
and together they were
a combustible fire

She, the creature
exquisitely
forged by fire
eternally
existing within
love's dimensions
designed
to mesmerize
us, by swirling amber
scarlet, and purple
plumage
with flecks of cobalt colors
delicately dissolving
amid the firelight
shadows,...

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Everyone she meets want to
sunbathe in her smiley face
My happy-go-lucky girl
with the sexy turnabout twirl
She’s got a wooing walking way,
sensual sway ... sultry sashay
And my adjectives get jealous
about her everyday
Office chatter gets whisper low
when my...

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