Long Homey Poems

Spouse cannot forget mine suppressed flatulence upon our first date

While yours truly sat here 
at the desk housing MacBook Pro,
pondering his next idée fixe apropos
for gamut of anonymous readers,
he unexpectedly, noisily and effectually
exploded out rear...

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You careless, reckless, inconsiderate person
You show no regard for human life, for another life, for even your life.

What’s going on in your mind, peace is hard to find
Out in a club for ladies’ night 
You...

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Most imp potent and salient playbook page...
'bout fluffiness of hair after washing

Now get ready for...
yup intelligent persiflage
determining if potty "talk" gauge
correctly calibrated courtesy this sage.

Beats out global warming
by a long stretch
most important commander
must set example...

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Nomen global style, Nomen style 

1.  I’m in this school because I’m learning real English.
    I’m walking down the hallway and I’m speaking only English.
    Here comes my...

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Wagon John's Campsite
Bald Hill, Okla
By: Tom Wright
9/98
It was a typical Oklahoma August and the temperature had been soaring above 100, for several days.  John was camped about 15 miles from our home and we,...

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Homey eyes of peasant stew
A cozy-colored mossy mew
Stony cottage, snowcheeks bleu
The forest fins for frosted fruits.

The warmest thought speaks crumbly bread
A partridge purr puffs through my head
That grants the grunkest grue a ‘Get!’
To packrat out...

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March 10, 2019 - Daylight Saving Time Starts

The homey nimble storied wisdom of
Benjamin Franklin still
admired during hour time,
especially noteworthy, for slime
molds, the second Sunday of March,
when theft linkedin with

(Ides say) most innocuous crime
re: stealth of...

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Everytime he came around he was trying to be my pal my homey but everytime you think you got to know me I'm so spontaneous like the combustion banging inside the chamber of the revolution...

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Whoever said
Landlords have all the power
Knows that of which I speak:

Reading land leases.
Not a normal pastime,
but perhaps because
I have not read even one
written in compassion's voice
and not retribution's
self-empowering choice.

Thou shalt not
do anything
to attract
vermin
or pests.

No composting,
no...

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Long ago a cowbird was raised in a white doves beautiful nest.
But there became a time when together the chicks no longer fit.
The cowbird came to a choice to either come out on the branch…
Or...

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We started as friends, 
you knew I had a man, 
Trust for me was something foreign, 
I won’t pretend, 
but you stayed beside me, 
told me you would never lie to me, 
When all the...

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Faraway Footsteps

How present
This past
Called memory

Hollow sole dragging
Hobnail boots
Caked with crud
Mud
And oil
Atop the landing
"Drop them greasy clothes"
Came the sometimes loving voice
The sometimes malevolent voice
But always his wife's warning
My mother's caring way

So many years past
When linoleum's impoverished...

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Endless curse, my love for you
A dirty life, my ritual of solitude
Quiet days and empty nights
Foggy mornings and everything that comes with lack of sleep

And silence abound
My lover, the ground

Shaking off the morning shakes
Pop a...

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A CHRISTMAS POEM
Scattered floors with scarlet wraps,
A sturdy, firm, Christmas tree. 
The smell of pinecones fill the air
As I search for you and me.

I’m looking for you because
I believe in destiny and fate. 
That I...

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They are like night and day
Always there,
Even when not seen, I know they’ll be here
Treat me like a brother, oh how much they care
How many are they?
Who do stick around when we try and fail?
To...

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Fe fy foe fum we are the crew who gets the job done.
Ranked with badges to whip with lashes.
We leave the scene, cold like ice from the murder we bring.
We put you to rest cause...

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There is this girl I love…hmph!!
I have secrets she doesn’t know…
They are that…I cry many nights
Like tonight…about us and our relationships
Tears of joy and tears of sorrow
Crying and praying that we could last to tomorrow
Feeling...

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Homey, Lover, Friend

Every night I sit and wait
My heart jumps from the
Sounds made from the gate
When opened from across the street.

Any moment I’ll hear a knock 
And his voice coming through
But the knock never comes,
What...

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I'm standing on the edge. 
Looking down. 
Prepared to plunge into Darkness. 
And never come out. 

I hear you calling my name. 
Yelling for me to come back. 
But the darkness feels "homey" 
I feel,...

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Written By:  D. Collins 7/1/23

No one can re-write what I can regurgitate.
Which is being a Black Man in the United States.
Born and raised, so I bring it firsthand.
Only those in my shoes can feel...

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thirteen year old boy 
south central 
stagnating pond 
in a ten mile universe 

he had dreams 
aspirations 
knew there was more 
education, it propels 
he would teacher 
(aim lower doug) 
a social worker 
something 
anything...

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In America, it is difficult to be black
You always have to stay on track
Where are all the Black men, at
Incarcerated, must of them, Jack
Well, I made it most of the way
Hey, I got a good...

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Dark into its den submissively shrinking
Twinkle came in triumphantly invading
Long waited glister the world tendering 
There comes at last the blissful morning

The big tree just in front so far sleeping
With melodious sounds now pullulating
Joining the...

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Saturated in the mist found by the pond, 
of this scenery I used to be so fond-
The lake is covered in chartreuse moss, 
and I am surrounded by the pain of loss. 

  ...

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*written for Verlena's Contest "EBONICS, Let's Do Some Slang"


SHAWTY,

Yir' boy fin' ta' told ya' bout some lessons in what the Man call Ebonics.
Cus' I gots' this!
Like the young fellow named Carmello on the New York...

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