Long Fm Poems

Humanity keeps looking forward, toward the coming of a birth,
and we’re all deemed as equals on our first day on this earth,
but as the years go quickly by our lives become our own;
we’re seen as...

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[Now ShallowMan is quite content
receiving FactoidMan’s consent
to quibble and express dissent
as long as keeping covenant
with fingers crossed and belfry bent
when viewing Facts in sealed cement:]

SM
“The Facts you give me circumvent
those ‘truths’ your chuckles supplement;
although they...

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[Well, ShallowMan’s ne’er at a loss
for voicing shallow thoughts that gloss.
With trenchant wit he reaps the dross
when seeking sense in applesauce.

But to his aid flies FactoidMan
who always has a Fact at hand;
with him, who needs...

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*LETTER TO MY FATHER*

 
Dearest Father
With heart ripped into rags and shreds I write ? to you tonight
Trembling hands and ink made of tears and blood
Teary ?? eyes and bloody heels like a defeated soldier
Lost...

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THE LAST THOUGHTS OF A FALLEN CHAMPION

This one time I know I was  caught below the belt
No doubt I got it wrong and I'm far from my best
My last chilling and coin now I've...

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*LETTER TO  MAMA*

Iye omo to r'ewa 
Iya ni iya mi owon
I know you wonder if your  prayers don't ascend to heavens
You keep asking if the promises won't come true
You're beginning to doubt the...

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I WILL MISS US

I've witnessed seasons
Year in year out
I've seen faces dark and fair
I've met pple strangers and known
Many of a kind, humble and arrogant
I've met, meeting and still gonna meet

Not all the thick clouds...

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On a never lonely street was  where I grew up
There  we played from morning  till dusk
 Then we woke up neat and  free, but back home laced with dust
Slightly dirtier than...

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Had I, been I, would I have been born in the all time of all of things positive Spanish, esp the Flamenco fragrance of all things love, life and flourish casting all pertinent fate to...

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FM
“ShallowMan, if you’ve conflictions
owing to your mind’s addictions
to subconscious maledictions,
due to doubt in old convictions;
tell me now of your afflictions.”

SM
“FactoidMan, I must confess
I understand you more or less
though subtleties provoke distress,
and even more your fine...

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CAUGHT ASTRAY WITH THE GODDESS. 

Not always do I have my lens on
Call it a strain, but just want to be free
Trying to bring to focus every fair and dark
I can't be more absorbed than...

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The Florida of My Youth – The Games We Played
By Franklin Price
10/20/2019

Our family had no TV 'til nineteen-fifty-three
We had a console radio we listened to for free
No quality of FM only AM which was grand
At...

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*THE ARMAGEDDON   IN THE SOUTH*

Blessed with inestimable reservoirs 
Countless traps sealing gas yet untouched 
Seated on wealth beyond its numbers 
Wealth to sustain their  tenth generations 
Enough  to feed the glutton...

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LETTER TO MY UNBORN CHILD. 

COUNTLESS TIMES I'VE CLOSED MY EYES TO SEE WHAT YOU'D LOOK LIKE
I IMAGINE YOUR SMILE AND THE SHAPE OF YOUR LIPS 
EVEN WONDER IF YOU'D HAVE DIMPLE LIKE ME
I CRAVE...

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*WHEN I DIED LAST NIGHT*

I never had it that smooth 
That I had to get up bed so cool
Seem like my power-packed so full
Gazing in the sky so blue
The doors  never again squeaked 
And...

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SAVE US FROM MY MOTHER'S OTHER CHILDREN

We are products of a polygamous home
A family of many mothers and single powerful father 
Our  mothers were never united but formed alliance with few other wives 
Many...

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*"A SECOND CHANCE TO LIFE"* 

He stared at death eye ball to eyeballs
With subtle glance as he tried to take him away
Whispering his routine rituals as he drag the soul of his body
He lay still,...

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I'M WOMAN MORE THAN A WOMAN, BUT A SUPER HUMAN. ????

I am a woman, the assumed weak of her kind
I'm a woman born and brought up in the crevices of rocks and stones
I am a...

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Lines more lunatic than the sun – 1
.
making my friendship with the water-pigeon does not mean 
that i’ve acknowledged all devotion of the land-lotuses to river
without putting any note of dissent  

i’m still plunging...

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LOVE LIKE OF OLD

Waiting for this hours to come wasn’t easy
But the long hours make me feel dizzy
Can’t wait for this hours to pass
Cos I can’t see what I want at last

Sitting beside each other...

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MESSAGE  TO MY CRUSH

In this season of red and white
I wish I could express myself without anybody asking me why
Even when I can't deliver flowers at your door
Nor tag your names to the roses
I...

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*WALK ME THROUGH THE MOUNTAINS VALLEY*

Hold my hand and walk me through
So that I will neither  fear nor fret
I am stranger on this lonely path
Lead me before the twin ancient temples
Let me worship before...

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SAVE MY MOTHER, AFRICA

Poor Africa, why have you allowed your ancient precious priceless beads taken away frm you while coveting after a common coated carved stones from the foreign land?
Where were you when your artifacts...

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The Naughty Pen

She loves my naughty pen
Little wonder why her bunk shook 
The last night I visited
Between the boards of her heart my verses are vast
Written with unspoken words 
Littered with love language 
Only her...

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My poems are words with soul - Silent One.

 As a monotone morning sketches 
charcoal trees under 
smoke filled foggy skies,
rain casually falls,
sliding down slate roofs,
causing havoc for traffic
on bustling roads.
Red lights seem to shimmer,
shining...

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