Long Crappy Poems

They called their gang The ReVolutionaries,
my Father Sun and Mother Earth drew time with them,
but they often called themselves Yang and YinYin,
respectively and mutually respectful
yet privately erotic,
not so much politically and economically
where Yang could not...

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I grew up with rural Michigan white red-neck evangelical root systems.
These did not always feed my multicultural self/other liberation of the GLBTQ subclimatic root system
for regeneratively healthy instincts,
yet I learned to survive within this fundamentalist-alien-straight...

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I took a long, thought-provoking walk
I jumped off the car, never knowing why
I looked out the window and began to talk
Accumulating anger got the best of me - I can't deny

I saw her kiss a...

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He reignited my creative passion when he reentered my life
His can sense to the core how I am feeling and asked me right away to be his wife

Though it's been 45 years we have known...

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If you would like to have your limerick(s) posted, soup mail them to me.

Ms. Rude is still writing her snide remarks
She sounds like a mad dog who barks and barks
Geeze, lady, give it a rest
Your...

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Ace colonoscopy doctor Kellen Karl Kovalovich

revisited January 23rd, 2024
on the evening before yours truly
(the one and only Matthew Scott Harris),
a stand up comic wannabe, who
historically heartily hales 
from Schwenksville, Pennsylvania
undergoes oh joy rapture colonoscopy.

Three days...

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Out with his boys drinking, feeling rowdy
Special occasion
Rolling the way they do
His lover is not with them
She stayed in for the night
He misses her company
But enjoys his time with the guys
He'll swing by later

A local...

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I'm always staring into space
Trying to keep pace with your rapid race
Hoping to find a significant, tranquil trace...

However,

I often wish you'd be a productive brother
I know my father misses my beloved mother
I wish I can...

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I beg for your forgiveness once more
I said too much again…need I say more?
It’s been a crappy, snappy day for me and today will be my day
An attitude of gratitude instead of dismay would be...

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I need some self-control…
I need some courage right this instant
Boldness and brilliance is on my tongue…
Bravery was always my middle name…
But, I need His Holy Spirit as a whole…
I need some patience and strength 
To...

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-	Written August 11, 2018

Exhausted, you're playing as a suicidal victim once more
Confusion sucked me dry all the more to the deep core
Thaw me like frozen ground beef…
Give me some microwaving relief

Hate the actions you make...

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Ace colonoscopy doctors Kellen Karl Kovalovich
and Larry Borowsky

Though necessary to down: 
four Dulcolax laxative tablets, 
quaff half 238 gram bottle of Miralax 
over span of eight hours, 
and if necessary even one Fleets Enema, 
I...

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The messages you send me puts me on Cloud 7…
Sweet love of mine…
That’s why I meet up with you at 7-eleven…
You’re looking fine…
Not everything lasts – I’ve learned…
All the messages – all have burned…
In the...

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I'm a fairly active charter member
of Connecticut's Medical Marijuana Program,
qualifying because I'm also one of the oldest HIV+ survivors in the U.S.

In fact, 
not a single cell within my entire organism
would have been brought to...

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Fifty-seven years ago, when I was but a child, I thought my mom and dad were pretty cool.
The only things they ever did that really ticked me off were - make me take a bath…and...

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Aw, you're cute
Aw, was that your face?
I think I smacked your face
And gave you a bruise 
But that's old ass news

I know that I am silly Billy
I love dandelions honestly
Aw, they are so adorable
The birds...

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Conjuring and challenging my silly, puny solitude…
Enduring and foliage of squalid grief…left me in the nude of the wintertime 
Sometimes, I wander…I wonder…I ponder so good
I am naughty this wintertime, up to no good…misunderstood all...

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THE TRUMPIST VOTE: A satirical Persian poem and its English translation, by the poet himself.

POST / SHARE / FORWARD / PUBLISH (with attribution--please)

NOTE: In addition to this translated poem, to see some of Moji Agha's...

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3:15 a.m. 
 It was a crappy, wet, rainy dog-hiding drizzly morning.
Anthony woke up in a bad mood, with a sore throat, that got worse when he looked out the window.
Of course, the obstinate dog...

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I should have walked away... on our wedding day
Instead of going on parade: our foolish wedding charade
How everyone looked happy, little knowing how crappy
That day was for me, but no-one could see 
That when we...

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'Twas the night before the New Year. Gawd! All the beer had gone dry
Not a house or a tavern could renew our supply.
Was I too drunk to recall if what followed was fact?
While we drunks...

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“We are the forgotten, the grime and scum of the earth.  We are the poor souls who live like animals so you can live like kings and queens.  We are the shadows no...

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A Rising Star Made Me Cry

I bid on a new bus route and I got the bid, so I begin that route tomorrow. I know already it is a better bus route in some ways...

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I Feel Like- IFL

I feel like i’m not alive today I feel like i’m dead today and i don't know when or how i'll come back My body is a husk of the person i...

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so ways i wish people could see why i write what i do 
see what i see 
or even feel what has been felt 
would you all really judge how i act would you really...

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