Long Fixes Poems

How I Got Richer and What I Did Next



I struck a sly deal with some Wall Street investors.
I shorted 'em stocks that didn't exist!
But they got me back (those post-empty-nesters)
by making fake deals I couldn't...

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Here's the deal, folks...
   This is, as indicated, the 2nd HALF of this fairly lengthy poem. Due to Poetry Soup's file-size limitations, this piece had to be posted in 2 parts. 
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The sun, resplendent in its blazing might,
Burns fiercely o'er a barren, lifeless waste,
A desert dry and vast where earth is scorched
By searing radiation, deathly bright.
No sign of life but one lone phoenix flies,
Soaring precarious, close...

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Choices my dear one,
So many choices, 
So few voices,
Some near,
Some far,
Some to fear.

A path.
Clear and chosen.  
The erasure of a closing.
The logos of math.
The trajectory of wrath.
The conciliatory legislation blindly ruling the cosmos of...

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Hyperbolic quasi autobiographical prevarication...
caricature sketch of person best known to yours truly

What began as an honest 
to goodness attempt 
to craft personal truthful profile
evolved into a fictional poem
manifested into the following.

Despite the onslaught of paparazzi,
I...

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In Chibok,
An IED finds it way 
Into the mind of a savage sect
And made good use of the emptiness.

In helplessness,
Some school girls are bundled up
From their school compound; 
Taken for a noisy ride into Sambisa;
From...

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October 7th, 2023 upon third anniversary of mine papa's passing...

Death no longer jars, nixes, 
and rattles mine sense and sensibilities
without pride nor prejudice
no matter (even with marginal persuasion) 
wit and wisdom of Jane Austen ill...

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October 7th, 2022 upon second anniversary of mine papa's passing...

Death no longer jars, nixes, 
and rattles mine sense and sensibilities
without pride or prejudice
no matter (even with marginal persuasion) 
wit and wisdom of Jane Austen ill...

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Spider’s Rigging
“I had resolved on a voyage around the world, and as the wind
on the morning of April 24, 1895 was fair, at noon I weighed
anchor, set sail, and filled away from Boston, where the...

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snuggled up to the gentle fire
under the moon and stars 
he rests his head
and nestles into
a long lingering
swig of whiskey 
that drifts his mind
on the night breeze
like the billowy puff
slowly eclipsing
the moon 
a sparkling stream...

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Exciting walk; barefoot on warm rock while cold spring water
burbles past me. “Hey! over here.” she calls. 
A puppet, my instinct guides me there again;
Creek ends in dark green pond. “Hi” I answer.

My body tingles...

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He’s just six and a bubbling beauty
The love that he showers on his siblings abound
Filling his world with the charms and the dreams
Yet prefers to maintain a distance from those around!

He invents and creates the...

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I was four years old with a non existent dream
Just a lonely kid, tryna fit in
And in. between the times when I'm showing up at school
I was with my friends, and I'm acting like a...

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Im gonna move wit da finest vibes new awakenin wipe ur eyes go wit da flow of da tides of life da time is right
Whn someone steps n puts their arm over ur shoulder whn...

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What makes my son special? Let me highlight his qualities…
since his milestones are  my accomplishment-trophies.  
He recently received his “Most Generous” and “Most Well-Groomed” awards; 
and he is now busy, learning with fun,...

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A Fugitive
Bus Stop Overland Park, Kansas   7:35 PM

A furrowed brow and furtive eyes
that refuse to engage another,
striding quickly through the crowd
and putting people between him
and the police car.
He is hardly the drifter or...

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This adventure of faith commenced 
when the Saviour and Lord Jesus Christ 
personally introduced Himself to me;
and such encounter I can never forget.
With compassion, He reached my heart
illumined my mind with His truth, 
ransomed my...

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Cracked beer bottles and detached baby rattles in slightly untidy, black plastic wrappers.
No garbage can nor box or bag is exempt from the burrower’s thorough ransack.
Rancid rubbish, rich with unwanted tidbits, 
And the bounty -...

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I

how could i know him his eyes say
but my eyes reply which of us may speak to that
be busy in the house that needs fixing
despite histories in three
and homes as safe as the clicking of...

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She has felt a rope with a mustang attached,
Threw berries into a biscuit batch, 
The holes she’d patch in clothes and shoes
She loves her life and has paid her dues,
She has tallied and rallied, opened...

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3/23/21


On a decline or on the rise
Food left out, quickly will oxidize
Experienced a lot of negative, but am putting out positive vibes
When needed, turning into Optimus Prime
Even during Ominous times
Others so quick to drop a...

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This Christmas, I am moved by the names in the genealogy of Jesus.                      ...

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The Antique store
Antiques she adored, a relic he was.
She had a special place for art.
Unfortunately it wasnt her heart.

I'm clinging on to the older things
the antiques of our time.
Sometimes they break or get lost.
I cannot...

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Where's the real love?
Where has it gone?
That love that use to make
You want to hold on (hold on)
The love that use to ask you on a date
The love that still fixes you a plate
The love...

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You can be having a grand day.
Living life the right way not bothering
Anybody and get attacked
By the despicable enemy.
He detests peace and,
Will not cease at,
His attempts to defeat.
He can also see God’s plans,
For one’s life.
And...

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