Long Half witted Poems

~***Part One of Vanish Away the Anguish series…read Part Two, Leaving You. Thanks***~

It’s horrendous…
This loneliness
Finding it hard enough to extraordinarily express
Myself when people don’t mind how big of a mess
I’ve been in…for an awful long,...

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i once had a girl who was
kind 
never mean
treated me so sweetly
best I ‘de ever seen
we skipped and jumped 
and sang with joy
shared ideas 
and played with toys
everything was hunkey dorey
till one day I told...

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Unopposed Oxymoron

This poem is light as a heavy contradicting complement
and rhymes with no correspondence of sound sharp at
the cutting horizon’s edge of melting confusing fission

Serious like a foolish jester and in trivial necessity it wants...

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My beloved,

You smoke too much
Your ceiling is a canvas to it
Do not be silly and reverse my statement. Arrogance.
If it was me then it would be art
A fresco inspirational of a new shift and vortexes...

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She barged through the doors of the bank with her gun
And shot the security guard just for fun
She fired her gun and yelled “Down on the floor,
I’ve shot me one man, I could shoot a...

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My half witted dog comes charging in,
tracking in mud all over a clean floor.
Slides across the kitchen into the garbage bin,
yet her charm is something that I adore.

Her tail wags like a helicopter blade, 
tearing...

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Once she was Pauroso now
she's Rinforzando.
Bisbigliando
:brusco, scordato
she must rehearse and study
to be an image of
perfection

Senza Spianato
and
Graevole Tratto
______________________________
It causes me to wish you near
to make promises
to seek the responsibility of
our togetherness
Then until some half witted
meddler to...

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When I made the first one and suspense-fully sent to flight,
(It was in our class room); entangled in a girl's hair-knot;
She screamed; scratched; principal fed me with lectures might and tight,  
Friends treated me,...

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mystical sunday morning of a smile
an inward lightly scented
point of view

elusive wisps of crisp air
jazz brushing across the wet, warm sun/sky
of bluish, outstretched
blue

uncluttered by any
unremitting
angel.  bad or good.
restored form grand sorrows, or
not.
whether fettered to...

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plethoric is his mind
shifting thoughts
like shadows cast
in and out of clouded skies

he falls
with the shame shadiness
into the concealment of pain
arising momentarily 
whenever someone nears

he only hears
words echoing
down lonely corridors 
as they bounce back
from the thoughts...

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Dorothy and her lovely small dog Toto.
Were all taken up in a fierce tornado.
Ran into three helpless bobos.
A Tin man, Lion, and Scarecrow.
No Wizard needed, just the Dr Phil show.

The three went to see Dr....

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FALSE HOPES  
She appeared just from nowhere   
And I fell in love with her. 
I thought she was my love forever
But she turned out just a blur.  
 
I wanted her...

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Obscured by curtains in a squalid room,
Ignored and trampled on by those above,
The slighted artist has no place to bloom
And no confessor for his need of love.

He roams the streets at night in search of...

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All he needs is "HE"...


His dreams, His goals, His vision to see 

Your push, your fear, your third degree 

Your ignorance~ Your bigotry 


Your envious eyes ~ Your monotonous lies ~ 

Your threats in disguise!

To...

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