Long Hype Poems

Date:   July   2051

Early 7:30  Friday morning most
Of the family were in their extravagant 
Dreams. All was well or so it seems.
Moderate rustling. Somebody was
Woke. Molly was first on display of
The...

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A man who lacks a sleep schedule.
In a home that houses not only him
But his very own mother
His daughter who comes equipped with
Her very own mother too

Honey girl rises with the sun and sets with...

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A Place Not Meant To Be
           
PART: II            (699 of 1487 words)

#9: Days of...

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That soft-spoken Sovereign commands a big stick, 
runs the world into ruins, once our bailiwick.
If asked why, He grins grimly, pale lips slightly pursed:
"Vindication? Straightforward: It's Me and Me First" 

(To mesmerise people He needed...

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Wouldn't it seem to persist an unspoken personal longing for perfection?
Is insinuated toward poetic supremacy; obviously . . .
I would feel confident in generalizing the presence within us all—to achieve god-like greatness.
I must say, that...

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Baby birds tweet as their long skinny necks stretch towards blind faith. Somewhat frantically; newly born; next to dead; fragile existence; protected with life. Regurgitation from the same embodied mouth that an egg came from....

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Written: March 4th 2024
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Whilst waiting patience is a probity,
swifter straddling startled savvy scare
strong for people enduring anguish
trope for enthusiastic...

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Deep concern across the land, respect is all but gone
protesters attack, harass, all night until the dawn
Looking closely, feeling pain, no such thing as fair
doesn't happen, in your face, shut you down they swear

Simple rally,...

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A young girl’s voice / lost in the data / cries out
"Why are we here?"

Pixie Pixela... her words soft and low murmurs...
"This world is yours... dear... a garden for stories to grow."
But her digital eyes...

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THE HURDLES: 

Explain this won't be a devour,
As all this while you considered a diva.
He'd set hurdles, Eva...
Which's breeding woes and fever.
I know you understand that's not trivial,
From the university of life, I have become...

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"Bolsonaro's personal motto  ... the truth will set you free "

                      ...

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Where is Heaven?          

I know you’re looking for heaven my boy.
I know you’re looking for heaven.
You’ve been looking since you were seven my boy.
You’ve been looking...

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#A Nod To My MOTHER Who LOVED Her BLACKEYE PEAS. "So Do I", If Cooked GOOD..."YES PLEASE!" A GREAT "B" LETTER FOOD...
BROCCOLI 
BOK CHOY 
BERRIES 
BEETS (THESE ARE THE TYPE OF "BEATS" I LIKE...SAID A...

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He was in a life where he was always at odds cause he didn't know he's the righteousness of God. He was living the life of a straight up thug, fast women and guns, drinking...

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Dickens Christmas carol revisited by nicked saint

Frigidaire - from upper atmosphere 
hammering and whipsawing debris 
ferociously with an angry flare,
cuz mother nature - fed up to here
(re: envision me hands indicating 
over top of head)...

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Joe.; Making friends can be Hard I'm told, with keeping them harder; than finding, where hens teeth are sold!

Andrea.. Maybe it's hype the bonding thing? Yet there seemed wot truth in listening
Joe..Specially when we're getting...

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Peeps Need To Be Strong

alright drop the beats
got this fire burning hotter inside of me
don't want to get the best of me
sitting here drinking my forty why should I worry
everything today's a joke including the...

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The typewriters tap,
with a rat-a-tat-tat,
like a fourth estate rap
to provide us the pap
(that serves as a snack with a rat-a-tat-tat)
in a newspaper scrap
crammed with meaningless crap
from the editor's yap
(spewing flimflamy flak, booming rat-a-tat-tat)
after gashing a...

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I greeted the day, that seemed in a way,
                          ...

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The noblemen control the pen, indeed they own the farm,
but nonetheless exude finesse (and need I mention charm?)
with revenue to sate the few, exulting arm in arm;
for all the rest, they wish the best and...

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If god is there then he should be findable,
By yourself, when you think and reason
Through rationality using logic graspable 
With conclusions that can’t be treason

Essentially, you think on your own, alone, 
Beliefs have their right...

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Are you ready? I mean, are you REALLY ready for some football?

Are you ready for some yelling, some fun, some cussing, some drinking, partying and tailgating?

Are you ready for some fussing, some trash talking, some...

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I wrap myself 
in feather-boa-fantasies of his dreams
sinuous pinot-grigio-me; 
X-rated and never sated
dancing to rock ‘n roll— 80’s dated
...my floorshow our foreplay

welcome to the conjugal jungle 
of not-so-rusted lust
sixty-something-shapely...
25th anniversary groom croons naughty thoughts;
“you could...

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certainly a sinister truth,
but one from which none of us can run,
that the love which one seeks can be
so vibrant & so riveting, so supposedly
different than all which came before,
such that would force one to...

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Hasta la vista to boredom binges
Wonder lurks on and going out feels different,I appreciate it so much more
Like I notice things and soak in stuff and live in the moment more
I love having a crowd...

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