Long Contused Poems

CONFUSED WORLD:... 
THIS IS ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES... 
VERSE 1:
The world's totally confused,
If you do right you're contused.
To and fro, they go back to the magoos. 
Their systems make no amuse,
It only dismantle laid down routes;
Leading souls...

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he was not dumb 

but he struck his thumb

now he was dumb-struck

and screamed jolly good

his hand in plaster

and bad luck his master

he could not drive his truck


to bide his time

he drank some wine

set out to...

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Along a winding country road
one autumn’s day of late,
I chanced upon an aged abode,
up a hill beyond a gate.

The house was old and quiet,
not a person 'neath its roof
but in a tree close by it
perched...

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~Collaboration with Silent One~


Laura Loo's Poem: PART I- A child thinking about running away

Neglected…unprotected…
frayed from the inside
impaired…nobody cared…

I have no mother to nourish my unhealthy soul. My father
loved the bottle and the bruises combined with...

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Cast Away And Close

Cast away on an island surrounded by seas far apart from
            my soul mate and lover I am now viciously dependent...

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 In the coffin lay your body silent and still
As with wax, sealed were your eyes
Bared of all passion, pain and strain
You were at rest, tranquil was your face
	
When your body was lowered into the...

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Fracture

The night has broken herself,
thinking of you.
Even now, 
no solace
for the fiery pocket of hate
that I hold in my fists
still burning.

I played the piano
side-by-side with her,
Easter Sunday
where no sun broke 
through
the ossuary 
you called our...

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In their eyes a disingenuous dream, pertinacious pestilence in their stream,
Solitudes sanctioned in their scheme, sacrificial surrenders in their scream…
Hearts contused crippled and crushed, of their voices hindered and hushed,
Landscapes forgotten and flushed, bruised, and...

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Tim Timid No Longer


In the misty midst of diabolical centre ground

Timothy vows to replace the endless loops 

of mindless regurgitation and rise to the fore


Indigo crescents point to the crown and middle

ground that periphery holds...

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When tears came out of my dour eyes,
In depth of faint soul and sobbing sighs,
All the cosmos here felt inutile,
Of rich hearted folk, but introversively futile,
Birds passed by me to revive a new hope,
Not to...

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The road leads to somewhere 
the toll sometimes greater than needed 
the road leads to nowhere 
the dead end ever dreaded 

The road is filled with hazards 
always keeping you bent on edge 
The road...

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the wheels just thumped
a jazz beat

(and it woke me

from sleep- with my Lunch
Poems) that made me think
I was somewhere else
like the drug-
             ...

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I will admit to being confused
my face this morning, looks contused

I have  memory none of what went on
where I was or what  had on

I appear to be wearing womens’ clothes
and there’s something strange...

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Who is it that knocks on my door?
It is nearly midnight and not a single creature stirs about 
Yet, I hear a faint tapping of feet upon my cedar floor 
Assuredly, my mind lends to...

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Roses are red 
Violets are blue
Family secrets told 
Through your hearts spew

A white wild orchid
Bruised and stained with brown, 
Its virgin petals touched…. 
Emerging blooms will frown

Mama lily beat purple,
Her seedlings green;
Siblings often wonder -...

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that bruised and contused
epidermis after a skirmish
bandaged and anti-somethinged
for whatever next is coming

that fleshed out scathe of 
open wound from what was said
and the way the knife turned 
as it quickly sliced out pride

some diligent...

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Wars in my mind
Rain strains and pains of a cruel kind
In circumstances I suspect
Tear promised prospects in every respect.

Wars in my heart
Tear my trust system apart
When blues bathe my trust
In seas and rivers of russet...

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Thanks ABELOPEZ!!! LOVE THIS ONE

Roses are red 
Violets are blue
Family secrets told 
Through your hearts spew

A white wild orchid
Bruised and stained with brown, 
Its virgin petals touched…. 
Emerging blooms will frown

Mama lily beat purple,
Her seedlings...

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