Long Floor board Poems

I am a pandora's box.

Let loose upon an unsuspecting society.
Once my night life begins,
complications arise.

Let me pen an example.
Keep in mind, it was not my fault.
well, not entirely.

I awoke in my usual good humor. ...

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The 2nd reason the eldest remained exempt is someone had to see him as something other than a monster.To testify to his humanity.The remainder sans the baby could not as their own humanity was so...

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Awake as always at four bells
Call of nature, best alarm clock
Frozen by the sight
Could it be a trick of the light
Just a short pause and glance at the floor
There it was thirty-two years and never
Saw...

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Rongtern Mansion
By M. Taha Effendi

(Verse Libre)

The front door of the mansion mysteriously creaks open,

I freeze.

Hoping to hear a welcoming voice,
But all I hear is the wailing of the cold wind,
The pitter-patter of rain outside,
And the...

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He always told me we should never love each other.
We would hold hands when we walked down the street, and up the two concrete steps that were rough and scalding hot on my bare feet
Mid-July...

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I am America’s greatest 

living actor.  

 

I commit to every role

so thoroughly and honestly

that you’ve never seen

me break character, never for 

a moment have you lost

your suspension of disbelief.

 

which floor board creaks...

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In this life I've seen several people die.
It used to really haunt me and I would
ask God why.
The first time I was just a teen so many
years ago, I was in the middle of giving
a...

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Day 3 

The storm still having the upper hand is at large 

Narrator 
Inquisitive teacher noted this peculiar youngster is very hyper, yet again autism could play a major role factor in his abnormal behavior...

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I close my eyes
And back home I am
Looking out those
Century old windows
My inner tears
Would burst a dam

I remember every crack 
In those walls,
Every floor board
Prone to creak
But the happiness
I had there,
Is something I can
now but...

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Shadows seeking solitude
sunlight filters fleeting dream
soft endless kisses
are more real than they seem

Awake but still in the stillness
missing moments long past
through stained glass windows
smiles seldom forever last

Dusty records skipping with 
every floor board squeak
dancing my...

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My first car was a '67 Deville
I really thought I was cool
Til everybody started laughing at me
When I drove that thing to school

Then I bought a used taxi cab
With the sign still on the side
But...

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My first car was a '67 Deville
I really thought I was cool
Til everybody started laughing at me
When I drove that thing to school

Then I bought a used taxi cab
With the sign still on the side
But...

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The Sparrow. 
The stage was enormous partly dark; floor board made
of the decks of stranded schooners 
a sparrow came shuffling in, slightly bent too much time spent
at street corners singing for a few shilling had...

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Should we dance?
  just let the evening shadows slide away
that leave only our footprints as if on parade,
  to trace the floor board that bends
around the corners of the lifeless room expanse.

Do you...

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No time for poetry the last few days
as I am putting down a hard wood floor.
There is much poetry in many ways
in that, as in everything else, and more.
There really is a metaphor for life.
Fix...

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