Long Doze off Poems

The greatest performance of my life.  
Howard’s proud piece de resistance award  on Poetry Nook for my magnum opus “Rush Amid The Rapids” in their daily member section.
After endless hours of toil, tribulation,...

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NOTE: Some of you seemed to enjoy my stories from the past. Of course, posting this in the story folder is tantamount to burying it six feet under, as you know, so I'm posting it...

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I was driving home late one cold Winters night
It was minus ten and the moon shone bright
Then in my car headlights a young girl I did see
I swerved hard to avoid her and hit a...

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Look look it’s crazy I’m the one they want to represent
Young black girl,I can probably be the president
I’m the voice of the youth,you heard my tone I think it’s evident
I know who I am, they...

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Two days have passed and its not over
I'm still ravaged by my gory deed of inaction
Been praying to the gods asking mercy
To forgive me and grant me guts and to be swifter in action

I live...

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Last year was the first time
Since I’ve had my own home
That I didn’t put up a big tree.
But you were so small and so active and all
And you hadn’t yet learned to mind me.

For two...

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I Wanna End Me

It’s chill dawg. I’m just a savage. Gotta take that redpill homie. Two squared. Remember the illusion and have a giggle. No need to pout. It’s just a lil fun and games....

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On a polka-dotted day, at the Plott's house down the block,
Mama Plott was plotting where to place her dandy cuckoo clock
The handy, cuckoo clock,... took a spot right on the shelf
and proudly perched, profoundly, next...

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On a spotty, sprinkled day, at the Plott's house on the block,
A squatty Uncle Scotty had sent a polka dotted,  cuckoo clock!
The family said "That's handy!", and found a spot upon a shelf
For the...

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Slowing down your thoughts, slowing down your speech, making your eyes red as an apple, making your heartbeat fade like a sunset at the beach. Changing the day into night, bringing the darkness into your...

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It's late...I don't even want to look at the clock anymore,
My eyes are burning, but they won't stay shut,
My body is tired but my mind is wide-awake.
 
I try to lie in bed and sleep...but...

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Darling, for you all night I have yearned
For hours I have simply tossed and turned
Watching the clock as 4 AM just ticks on by
Just can't get to sleep, God only knows why

I know very well...

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Summer to fall,
No other transition
Is quite so compelling,
So thrilling,
So enchanting,

The sunlight shines golden
In the late afternoon,
Illuminating the leaves of trees,
Some of which reveal gentle hues
Of red, orange, and yellow,

The sun spreads its warmth
Like an infant...

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The Patient’s Lament

You're lying in your bed
Just trying to get some sleep
You've taken your medication
And you've counted endless sheep
The guy that shares the room with you
Snores so loud he wakes the dead
You can't go over...

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In moments of despondent spirits I turn to you,
the resplendent paradise of secret dreams anew.

The opalescent orchard orchestrates tender hopes,
like cuddling chrysanthemum my fading fear elopes.

Bursting bubbles of beguile blossoms sprinkle love,
frivolous faith nurtures nascent...

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Dear Kitty, with small paws tucked underneath
your furry chest – I watch you slumbering.
Instinctively, your sweet eyes open wide
as I lean in to study eyes flecked gold
with oval slits. I watch you watching ME!
I wonder...

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KISMET
If ever the mind could decipher the mien of an intuited presence,
Would it insinuate that which is understood?
It is never a thing to perceive, that intuited presence that goes unseen.
Once it appears in audible form,...

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Winter Night with my Dog.

Nestle in warmth with blankets abound on a late winter night.
With light from the flames of the fireplace flickering across the room.
Here with my dog cuddle by my side.
His eyes are...

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I knew a cat once named Peaches. He was an all-black cat, but not one of those that could be described like a “shadow”, never be named Bagheera, never moved like a “black bolt” or...

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Morning routine still the same
Word play is my morning game

Waiting on the train to pull up
Sipping out my hot cocoa cup

Train was full front to back
Morning rush was just that

The ride was smooth, causing me...

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Toss and turning in bed
Ducking the sheets
Crazy dreams, I still can't sleep
Television blurring, my eyes
And the silent weep
As we working for food, working for clothes
Spiritual battling so many foes
Spiritual battling keep composure
Looking for closure, look...

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Your Boot

I sleep in the back of your car while you drive 
around the block to the shop.
Doze off as you park up for the night 
and go to your bed—
mine is in your car...

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My eyes - thee lids they are heavy
My mind then wanders and drifts away
I doze off truly inspired by sleep
I contemplate - I am of admiration
Now resting, I enjoy the stages
I see beauty in REM...

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Sometimes I say goodnight, but I still cannot sleep
I just stay awake and think, trying not to weep
 
I think about the past and things I just can't let go
I think about the feelings, I...

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The kings of backgammon, descendants of
Bulgarian kings and Austro-Hungarian princes
Russian counts and countesses, Czech barons
Your ancestors have seen better days.
They accepted their fate as the natural state of affairs
And when it turned out to be...

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