Long Cushiony Poems

In some point of your life, 
Which has been pain of your living.
It can be at any point of your life...

A sudden refresh of all yoursef,
Pops up as a regular coincidence.

Suddenly, all the weight of...

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aye savor the faire genetic blueprint 
   extant unique to each of us 
   with this quite alimentary aire 
   including (that almighty, 
   bottom, cushiony, dimpled,...

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She says over glasses
low on her nose –
You think I don’t
love you? Heaven knows,
how you make me
want to swear.
Love is pre washing
your underwear.
Oh! How a man
can sweat and stink!
Dishes just pitched
in the bathroom sink,
Dirty clothes...

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Opening my eyes after a night long rest
I cuddled in my soft cushiony bed
And looked outside my sunny arched windows.
The glorious king was lazily greeting
My cottage garden laden with white garden chairs 
Around the green...

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Christmas is my favorite time of year,
Filled with fun, laughter, and good cheer.
Friends and family gather together,
But it wouldn’t be the same without Mr. Claus affectionately called Santa.

I decided to write Santa a letter, 
As...

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shattered glass
glints of sunlight
on a once whole window

no more to look through
no more to illuminate
the swirling afternoon's
clouds of rising tobacco smoke

the now cold cup of coffee
the doorbell that doesn't know
to ring
the knocks that never arrive

the...

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I am a sports car
round and sheik
I flash my headlights for him to see
I'm a caramel classic on new black streets
67 model cushiony satin seats

I'm not bragging that's not my style
Reveal my grill is to...

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Are There Angels?

There are angels in the city
Angels in the trees
An angel in your pocket
Pick any one of these
There are angels in your backseat
Angels on your dash
Angels that you might meet
If ever you should crash
There...

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Scent of pine trees and cucumbers,
and I know I have arrived down south.
The first palm trees appear
on the horizon,
as I pull off of the interstate
for gas and a breakfast of eggs and grits.

With the flavors...

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I am in a sanctuary where people do unspeakable things. 
Things they would never do with people watching.
Things they would not want mothers to know about.
There are lots of shadows; the floor feels wet and...

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Mindful

My mind was silent, finally out of turbulent
  It stopped all screams and negative beams

Sky, birds and trees were calling me to feel and breath

The more I felt the beauty of orange and purple...

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Mister Al.

"Hi,Al,how have you been?"
"Hi,I een hooked on Christmas trees all my life
but luckily now I am free,I get a chance,
to run down...guys come on,
lets join the Christmas party,
so excited to be a part of...

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