Long Cussed Poems

Bright lights, big city...
bright lights, big city dreams...
please just take me away tonight
Let me rest on your elegance tonight
I have no energy left to spend in reality
so please knock me unconscious
just to be in the...

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Already was straight up the flame and steady
To speak no more, and yet away it went
Being the sweet poet to let it ready,

When another, which followed in ascent,
Made us to turn our eyes to top...

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My love was serpentine to the touch
I can't quite explain it...the love of mine
Had gone away from my sight and such
I can quiz my mind to say otherwise, my bittersweet sugar wine…

Why am I extremely...

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I was pushed to write this comparison after reading the poem on Byron by the souper poet Gary Bateman.
Wandering on internet I found the Byron's version of Francesca's words in CANTO V of Dante's Hell...

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***Part 2 -last part- of the series, Not Focused (written entirely by J.W. Earnings)***

Hear me out in the dark woods of my bewildered mind and save me from evil deeds
I am intrigued by Your spiritually...

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Politics and Poetry – is hate really the answer

Why write a poem of hate about Trump
He’s been there just over a week
Though Hilary Clinton the people did dump
It still matters not what they seek

He cussed...

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Information caused qualitative culture,
some might say cussed culture,
but, whether damned or graced,
culture, or vulture,
languaged-left hemispheric information 
languished after right-brained exformation
self-regenerated human in/out-side culture.

Human culture preceded human race
and DNA races
and racism
and socioeconomic language boxes 
and hierarchical...

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we sat, my brother and I
leaning against the old wood pannels of the room
the smoke engulfed us like breath
as the threat of violence loomed

his voice was quiet still
passion and regret burned in his eyes
when he...

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I remember my teen years and the attitude I had.
I always said, “I’ll never let a guy hit me or treat me bad.”
The first time it happened, the first time I was hit;
I couldn’t believe...

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There was a time 
In the not distant past
When farmers would sell their wares
Of fruits and vegetables they had planted
To feed the town folks, and balance a budget
In exchange, for clothes, sundries and junket
For the...

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He plays his little tricks behind her back thinking that she has no clue as to his plan, so he sits back and continues to play his little tricks. He tells her that he loves...

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After I just heard my guide in this trip
Speaking of ancient women and of  knights,
Pity I felt, then had loss to outstrip.

I began: “Poet , desire now me incites
To speak with those two going...

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Am I unhealthy and unsafe oppressed,
suppressed,
repressed,
right-brain negatively depressed?

Not really all that:
competitively left-brain impressive,
first through last impression 
newsworthy,
enticingly marketable,
profitably commercial,
slickly corporate,
predatively intelligent

More camouflaged
unnoticed and undefined
unrefined
and, frankly, perhaps unstable

Because of my environmental circumstances?
as liberal lovers
would have failing...

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Conceived in manic sorrow,
proclaiming herself left
with self-righteous Hollowness,
the less assertive Queen of Hearts:

I'm good between either of these two black kings
and those two black jacks behind, 
either one,
no matter to me

Between a spade for digging...

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Interview With Rock Star - Johnny Bravo

So Johnny, what happened? Why did you quit your musical career before it even got started?

It was that guy with the crazy curls, Greg Brady, who quit Johnny Bravo....

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As the odyssey in the skiff continued a more sentient being begun to appear,
At times feeling as a eunuch who was unable to change anything,
In zenith of toxicity as miasma on a cold misty morning.
What...

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Ah, the life surreal.  Nothing like wearing the weirdness like a greatcoat as I sip bad hotel coffee and muse over where the last few years have taken me while watching ice flow around old...

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He was there, He told me so!
On that cloudy morning a few years ago,
When a shaft of light from the Montana sky
Fell on his grave and caught my eye.
The raindrops that fell as if tears...

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In the avenues of thought you stirred up ripples 
And waves, and raised all the dust that had settled 
On everything that sat within the circumference
Of a space between two meanings
A tale of two cities

And...

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And ignoble prize trumpeting hubris awarded to...

Bourgeoisie donning ersatz
overstuffed ego freezer bewigged pate
"FAKE" grotesque humanitarian
bribed corrupt judges will vindicate
jimmied cracked corn
land of "milk and honey"

red hot button he spoils to activate
countdown to Armageddon
leaving nation prostrate,
all...

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Like the early morning mists 
That rise from the waters’ depths
Memories emerge in swirls and twists
Foggy shadows of lives past 
Of them all, childhood scenes outlast
‘Membrances of dear, familiar faces and  
Fragmented moments of...

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Ah be careful, so careful my friends
be careful before you go getting involved
Isn’t it strange how we sometimes get swept up
swept and sucked into a life event by sheer chance?

After attending to the baby, I...

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Bob Robinson had been born in the ghetto,
and his childhood was not a nice thing,
single mother, just a teenager herself,
in a neighborhood known for gang-banging.

But Bob was a truly tenacious soul,
he got his first job...

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A planned response, came past the clerk,
this self-absorbed, fanatic jerk
He took the note and with a grin,
then tossed it in the garbage bin
But missed it by a margin wide,
his error was so hard to hide
For...

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( #MEEK )

M - My confidence level is neutral in this dilemma I’m in and pride or arrogance or narcissism isn’t in my stride one bit one way or another — thanks for asking (or...

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