Long Half cocked Poems

          Johnny and Amber

To get my mind off war and inflation
I’ve watched the trial for defamation.
  But from what I’ve heard
  that scorned Amber...

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Poem 1: A Boy And His Painted Piano

he used lively greens
tender blues,
touches of plain mauve 
and rainbow trout splatters
to paint music
on the gas fumes 
that inhabited the clean air
that once use to live there.

he made...

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Ah... tis nothing greater than...

malfunctioning heater 
on that brisk winter day
recorded here as proof positive
regarding following reasonable rhyme.

While scrolling thru 
poems crafted yesteryear,
I chanced to jog my memory where
there
occurred power outage necessitated 
more than divine...

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Severe surge regarding thou shalt not kill violations

Fifth commandment breached regularly
epidemic of gun violence in America
bullets fly, scream and tear into flesh
senseless rampant mass killings
rip across fabric of society
buzzfeeding, jump/kickstarting, 
paradigm of mortality.

Since January first
two...

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breeding frenzied jawboning 
nastiness, rock'm sock'm vermin 
zealously, dizzying hordes kickstart 
outrageous trampling, xMen busting

displays, heralding luminary 
pastoral times, Xing Bethlehem
figurine Jesus observes sacrilegious 
wackiness anarchy.

* * * * * * * * * *...

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Grisly bared horror jawbones Kristallnacht
totalitarian brandishes, flaunts, launches 
global threat half cocked.

Vladimir Putin itching
to loose nuclear bomb
end of the world scenario ofttimes
iterated throughout history
though an atheist (actually Unitarian),
no doubt this, that or another psalm
countless times...

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...It took several weeks, but he quickly found
a strange chemical to the water bound,
clearly synthetic, so he went online,
was astonished by what he didn’t find.

There was no mention of such chemistry,
no reports or formulas did...

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Schizophrenic tendencies
Stealing useless sh*t like a kleptomaniacal king 
Laughing and tip toeing to the closet
While listening to the faucet drip
Freaking out my third eye blinking stunting your growth with a lean
Heavy petting in front of...

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Only God Knows So Here Goes

If you  read my poems  half-cocked;
you must have had your lips locked;
Further exploring;
Found her adoring;
Found her nude and each small pock.

God is only one who my  poems...

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Conceived In Sin - 
Cincinnati, Ohio
(most Up To Date Virgin)

Any attempt for fecund woman
to successfully counteract biologic
reproductive force to whit
deserves grudging testes
meant to garner at least tidbit
sans, ejaculated kudos (by Dickens),
where aborted squirt,
viz skin flute,...

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Seem So Sickening 

Suppose you were a flower who electrified and enchanted
Exactly where would you want to sometime soon be planted
And what I discovered after having almost dying trying
Fragrant flower was with breasts that were...

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Slovenly winter's sojourn lingers, but dwindles away.
Petulant cold snaps, squalls and hail the exit price you pay.
Riddance wrung from season squeezed by hugs to relent reluctantly.
In dawn's budding yolk core, a sign of hope that...

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Just Chris

Nothing very special here,
I’m young as old can be
Grey is just a state of mind
that’s come to set me free

Laughing at the future
as I’m tearing down the walls
Standing on a corner
with my cardboard sign...

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Any Poetess knows her writing style.
She knows her swagger.
Her arrogance is in her words.
She struts even when she is not being vulgar.
She is a Poetry Diva.

Visionary
A Dreamer
True Reformer
Excellent 
Diva of Poetry

Her mind is preoccupied to...

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I crawl into a cave called myself.
It’s dry and dusty, cobwebbed.
So afraid to be, alone in the dark,
“Who am I,” is my cry.

Then Trixie’s best friend comes along,*
like a cowgirl set out on a romantic...

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Both our brains hazy (and you may be crazy,)
But damned if I don’t seem to love you, dear friend,
Each of us “nutter” on other one’s clutter
But both can be true, with no need to offend.

Our...

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Shoot Em Down

Going off half cocked !!!
My spirit, you rocked !!!

Thought processes a mess ion.
Dangerous as a Smith & Wesson.

Tongue – explosive 45 caliber ammunition
tearing, ripping through to submission.

The flesh, the spirit of this old...

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When my heels tromped down the dark narrow path
Where the buck- even – trod
It was early fall, and the trees were half trimmed.
The sun flickered through the barren tops,
    and the greenish-...

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All my friends really love their pot
You ask them why, they say why not
They sure do laugh and giggle a lot
Worrying that they might get caught

"It never did kill anyone", says Scott
Points to his head,...

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Sometimes folks get notions,
'Bout certain people, places, things,
And get the wrong impression,
From the feelings that they bring.

Without finding out for certain,
The impression that they got,
Was correct in the beginning,
They go off half cocked.

They hold forever...

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On a barren mountain top,
boulders gray and strewn with rocks,
thermal winds that rose and dropped,
sat the Raven, head half-cocked.

The Raven watched the butterfly
as it softly fluttered by,
he heard the gulf wind's gentle sigh,
as soothing as...

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I am the rock beneath the feet on which I stand 
Bleeding, I am the dry Caucasian man 
Sitting here, my mind controlled again 
Enjoying this damned freedom which you grant

Hear how you tear down...

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Fair Apollo, may I borrow your golden lyre
So I might strum a heavenly chord full of fire
Else, let me pluck a laurel from your grove
Towards greatness, ever I strove

But alas my fingers are not nimble...

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All England, blinking nervously, is out! 
A little mild spell, much to our surprise, 
has brightened frowsy February skies. 
We sniff the air with nostrils schooled in doubt. 

Baffled by balm, the fruit trees have...

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when instant gratification
just isn't fast enough
the sun still heats your morning
the full moon calls your bluff
the saguaro has no answers
the nightingale has been snuffed
you call upon me for wisdom
you don't have the right stuff

momma raised...

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