Long Deformity Poems

A young girl who’s lost & wandering in the darkness cries out

“If there’s a God out there please save me!”

The darkness replied with silence

But she kept listening so intently to the nothingness around her,

Clenching and...

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{"This heavy humanness she burdened inside, 
Sent electrical shocks through her body, 
she would weep silently with a fist pressed up against her maw with her eyes evidently glistening nobody would attempt to console her...

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Technology is wonderful, especially in medicine, Elmo told Opal, the day their son Brett called to tell them the good news. The doctor had told Brett and Debbie their first child would be a boy,...

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" I know what you dream! "

                           the...

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Under the enigmatic veil of twilight, where whispering winds unveil ancient secrets,
I traverse the caverns of my mind, a traveler in the land of shadows and echoes.
The gaze of the future, cold and unyielding, descends...

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Once a prophet who is now anonymous in name,
conveyed the Lord’s word, but later brought himself much shame.
If not disobedient, he might have won some fame.
He fell as prey to another man’s mendacious claim.

Ten of...

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A magical chemical infatuation
to disregard the tradition
of natures connectivity and diversity
dragged to the will of its subjugation
to dig into the complex cells intimacy
its mass increments of the yields
killing off the birds and the insects
for the...

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A battlefront benefactress,
She has her fortress, a fortified Princess, inside the dungeon of distress,
Tiled with the bone chips of ingratitude colored in pigments of black bright & rugid red,
An arrowhead chandelier illuminated by wicked tears,...

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Time hasn't taken from us what he would not give to it,
time  doesn't take from  us what we  didn't give to him,
Time  doesn't snatch  from our hands what we sincerely...

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‘Cause, Priests and Prophets Must Pray for The Reign…
and for Pre and Post-Op-Apocalyptic–Novocain ! …

Yet… It Doesn’t Matter, What Distress to You
 On the Planet, however Polluted or Profane
It Doesn’t Matter, What Distress to You
...

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You ask me- why it is, that I flinch ?
With every sudden movement , that I don't see coming.
 Like I expect to be hit .
It's a leftover reaction . 
Like a residual tic.
A predetermined...

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It is all I can do now but wait, and watch
Her plump crimson belly rise n fall
Like a ruptured bellow
She squats defeated on her perch
Feathers splayed, hiding her tiny claws – clutching

Her perch is sturdy,...

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I’ve been a man
Trading on stolen time
Stepping on love
Yet look for it in my torn pockets,
Rugged mind, broken heart
Somehow blind, but oblivious
Full of pride, but afraid
Full of strength, but so weak

I’ve walked on rivers, and...

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Now is the summer of our troppo paradise
Made sullen winter by this pretty virus;
And all the sun that shone upon our house
In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.
Now are our brows bound with funeral...

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Out of my fire chain of mind I shall speak once and no more. degrees unfold the eternal prophets with strokes from the silent hammer., and life and light are frozen. the church deformity has...

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*Image of Stringer Davis and Margaret Rutherford by Fanpop.


Miss Marple's Nephew's Double Mysteries

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Agatha Christie, 
   Agatha Christie slights through half her years,

pens a fictional, Miss Marple,
   a Miss Jane Marple by...

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Wake up oh Indian brothers,
Shake up from your deep slumber
Take up your strides towards the charter, 
For yours is a deep bluffer.
Shook up the doors of the world body, 
For the shake of justice, peace...

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An old man looking out his door,
gaze fixed on a distant shore,
reminiscing to a time, not of happiness,
or, the prospect of a bright future,
to when he was sick to his very core,
to when as a...

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Beneath the cold glare of the desolate night,
And from a thousand miles away,

I heard her cries and felt the fathomless depths of suffering
Tearing her wounded soul and bruised emotions apart.
I collapsed into a dreary and...

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Boom ....boom....boom

Guns roar, bombs blast, causing
Death, deformity and destruction
Leading to distress and doom
Streets reek with the smell of newly shed blood
Dead bodies pile, all around is carnage

Dark clouds hang on the horizon
Under one name or...

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Eventually, you get used to it:
Every time you walk into a room
And all eyes turn to glare at your noticeable difference.

They can’t help but gasp and raise their
Hands to cover their mouth
As if I wouldn’t...

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Uncouth, unschooled in art, 
                              ...

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The Tweetamol as you will see
Is strange beyond deformity.
You’ll gasp, then gape and then declare,
‘I’ve never seen a bird with hair!

A hairy bird- what’s that about?’
You’ll hear yourself begin to shout.
And if you’re lucky you...

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2200 E High Street
Pottstown, PA 19464

Upon making a purchase,
yours truly murmurs bonjour
to the man/woman clerk
manning cash register,
(perhaps another day)

maybe soon as tomorrow
January twenty four -
two thousand and twenty,
I will explore
Moonlight madness sale

fifty percent off all...

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When Faith turns fanatic, 
When the mind, like a sponge soaked in dogma, 
When the lure of money overrides, 
When reason is hoodwinked
With the promise of a Heaven in wait, 

A terrorist is born! 

He...

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