Long Conjure up Poems

Here I stand outside this door heart beating out of my chest, knowing that once I cross this threshold there will be nothing of me left
I got myself into this predicament I wanted this so...

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My most troubling client
told me he died last night.

While this did not appear to be his somber case,
nor, sadly,
did my home office silently resound
like this was his actual historical peace,
I did conjure up sufficient energy
to...

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Donald Trump must be permanently lambasted...
and ewe know what else...
furloughed & barred from Whitehouse

Ducks of former self proclaimed Grand Poobah
getting lined up and goosed as these words typed
after trumpeting January 6th, 2021
as violent insurrection
Mitch Mcconnell...

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FROM WHITE HOUSE

I ham aghast at increasing banality, deviltry, ferocity,

   imbecility, liability, obscenity, rapacity, ugly

   offal popularity witnessed by Donald trump

hence aye aerate thoughts, 

   how ass a nine...

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FURLOUGHED & BARRED FROM WHITEHOUSE

Ducks of former self proclaimed poobah
getting lined up as these words typed.

Poor sign,... I ham aghast, where 
pigheaded previous president concerned
at increasing mind numbing popularity
and looming ominous shadow 
witnessed by Donald...

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Empty pages
Staring at blank spaces
How long has it been
As custom dictates, a line to be repeated
Maybe it'll close the gap between mental lapses
Maybe it'll explain the aversion
Welcoming the conversion
Welcoming the conversation now fulfilled
Am I fulfilled
A...

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(Apropos of Black Poetic Griots)

We may not be deemed apostolic recorders
But we poets, guided with divine wisdom, are
The lay scribes thereof in the chronicling of
Our life’s sojourn in the shadowing times
we spend here on this...

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Dear January.

I don't deny that there are days of beauty;
days of temperate tones and warm blue skies.
I don't think I'm confused; so allow me a bit of muse.

Perhaps it's me and my shortsightedness,
but when I'm...

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She is a witch girl who casts her spell, she stirs her cauldron with the name of the one who crossed her, and sends his soul to dwell
Dwell in a place so dark where evil...

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As I trekked uphill,
mind was filled with joy,
cool breeze caressed my body, 
place abounded in greenery,
I was glad I came alone,
I could enjoy everything peacefully.

I watched the mountain flowers,
of different Hues and colours, 
I picked...

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I know that I’m not dead, but I might as well be, I live in an altered reality where I’m still the me I used to be
Here I sit beside of me talking to myself,...

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Evening has quietly tiptoed away on slippered feet
Houses up and down the street are silhouettes

A garden looks white- washed in moonlight, 
And the faint sound of a train whistles through the air 
  ...

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At the age of twenty two I gave birth to my first child to survive. A beautiful 
and flawless daughter with dark brown eyes and hair like mine.  When she turned five years 
of...

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I ham aghast at increasing unpopularity
witnessed by Donald trump
hence aye aerate thoughts,
how ass nine his banal, demoniacal, fanatical, and hurtful
culling frightening insight,
where portentous Portuguese Man 'o War debacle
doth crowdsource, flickr, and indeed long foster 
plenti...

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It’s the year 4000 and chef Shapid Gu uses her Mac to create images of meals to enable customers to magically produce them right in front of them on their table, once they’ve transferred money...

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The witches ball,

Halloween is drawing near
As the leaves begin to fall,
They`re flying in from everywhere
For the annual witches ball.

Toothless hags from north to south
And crones from west to east,
They gather on all hallows eve
To share...

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I gave it all away for a moment 
I would have done it for a second 
Because the truth us held deep in the mind 
And so very rarely does it find its way to...

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"A poet and his muse both will die one day which one dies first is a matter of luck"

Inspired by :
"When we stop breathing poetry,
our crestfallen pen, left in silence -
where do we poets go?"...

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Alaska The Rarest Gem


                     Salmon imitates plunging dolphin movement
      ...

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The sky never really seemed to break up
The sun never wanted to show up
The innocence of a sentence is lost as soon as it is tossed
In the pit from which I speak, I am far...

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When I think of what I’m worth
I think of nothing more than dirt
I think of how small our world is
And how we mean nothing, nothing ever did
Emotions, real as they seem are only just
What our...

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If we listen to the wind will we hear the call?
What of the years we spent “Back against the wall”

Years they come and they go “All is the same”
When you find yourself with a number...

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Wrapped round in swaddling clothes,
I saw her bright beaming face.
Lying helpless, still in a trance,
I sensed her soft soothing touch.

Warm it was when huddled tight,
Glad it was to be held close,
Pleasure it was to be...

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I know you have witnessed her beauty, you have been enraptured by her presence there, although no one knows what her reasons are or do they seem to care
Every day you can find her there...

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The day would pass in blissful brightness, with our brains on auto-pilot. The stories we'd tell and the memories we'd conjure up from years past, one couldn't help but think we were all running on...

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