Long Improperly Poems

The pencil now resting the image was 'testing' for the creature before him, (his badly-drawn drawin') had come out 'not right' somewhat twisted and tight.

The picture in question, it burst with suggestion, for lines that...

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The Story
by Kamal Nasser
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

I will tell you a story ...
a story that lived in the dreams of my people,
a story that comes from the world of tents.
It is a story...

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C. T. Myers


Just a couple weeks ago the boss called in an ad, hoping we could find a guy to fill Bill Daly’s shoes.
Bill had fallen victim to the same thing that his dad had,...

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He begins
commenting on Chuang-tse
who was commenting on Laotse's
"Exalt not the wise
So that the people shall not scheme [win v lose]
and contend [in partisan debate];"

Wait, am I in the wrong place
or the wrong day
and or time?
The...

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My most troubling client
told me he died last night.

While this did not appear to be his somber case,
nor, sadly,
did my home office silently resound
like this was his actual historical peace,
I did conjure up sufficient energy
to...

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When at five-thirty
In the rubbed-eye haziness
Of ferreting lonesome night walks
The camera-eye refugee
Asleep in the half wakefulness
Of the hour
Peers out of his high turbanned sockets:
Hyde Park's through road links
London's diurnally estranged couple -
The Arch and Gate.

...

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I woke up aware just not responsive. I did not connect with any stored knowledge. Like when your computer is shut down improperly and Windows is not set at start on next boot. All that...

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April...

I didn't know you very well April.
You were the start of spring,
The beginning of new things.
Offering a time for transition,
expressing a sweet song for broken men,
showing that what had withered away once could grow again.
April,...

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7/5/22


Can it be done? Possibly
Will I do it underneath the moon and sun? Probably
Honestly
It all use to bother me
I was born in it, but I don't want to die in poverty
For a long time I...

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So full of empty between the ears;
void breeze reasoning,
zero thoughts a-blowing

Banished to the barren cornfields,
multi-grain years of accumulated wisdom
bear no pleasant, golden-age yield

Black sky intellectual famine
was lost cause shuttered-in, 
by a blight of self-centered locust...

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Whit dat tight till - say
yes, aye wool thank ewe
mooch at least for today
hoof fully (this Joe kerr)
can easily bide his time weigh
beef hoar rammy cows come home.

Meantime India interim
lemme clover - reaching
far out on...

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Through your brokenness tried to break down my openness, bleeding human blood  for that you told me I am wrong that I am not strong, that I am weird ,qweer and improperly strung, dying...emptying...

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Imagine a king who has many
Servants staying at his palace
It would make no sense at all if those
Servants do not fulfill their purpose


Those servants were ordered to work
And to respect that king at all times
While...

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Propriety
belongs to a
society
as dignity
sings my song strong
individuality

Both benign 
characteristics
earned right through
win/win wellness statistics
comparing
individualistic
flawed integrity
of Othering patristics.

Improperly colonizing
militarized monoculturing
choosing bitter
unbetter capitalizing

A worn down path
of ZeroSum assumptionizing
improper wealth baptizing baths
of undignified conclusions 
unholy rising

Directed by a demonic...

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So in standing as a part of me,
as much as the pencil tip still in my palm
sharp broken under fluorescent white rooms
in a pod in 3rd grade,
I wish to know promises beyond good intentions
for this...

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I used to be afraid 
All of the time… Afraid of living 
And afraid of dying 
I was afraid of many bugs
And afraid to be in a house with roaches
Afraid of sleeping without a light...

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Tight spaced enclosure
Swelling of my own inner expense
A feeling as if it is over it is over 
What else is there to give?
Living as though incapuslated
Fearful of the future for that has gone cold
Never thought...

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Winter Cabin Reality
            by Odin Roark

The storm door
Improperly closed
Bangs violently
The clapboard shedding
White paint chips
Wounds without first aid
Flecks of age
Mixing with the drifting snow

Walls shudder...

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In Heaven at Last

When I wanted to be safe and calm
God had held me in His huge palm,
Always knew I am so safe and sound;
Way I felt when He had been around.

Things I always wanted...

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Scripture asks us to love our neighbor.
But some think love comes without labor.
It's something we speak,
Not something we seek.
A fine cup of wine with no flavor.

Declarations of love make me laugh.
Without knowledge such words are...

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(This piece is dedicated to those innocent youths gunned down inside institutes of learning, by guns improperly regulated, and utilized by cold, heartless entities who committed these crimes without an iota of guilt or remorse....

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Day`s growing longer, but life`s not too joyous...
Would like be glad — but expect ills, like always:
Upwards, beneath, from the turns anywhere -
Sod`s law is active, who knows it, who cares?

Deathcar, that tramps us with...

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LOVE

LOVE IS EXQUISITE

 LOVE IS SEEKED BY MANY INCLUDING ME....

LOVE 

IMPROPERLY FONDED 

I AGREE

LOVE

 STILL LIKE A KID IN A CANDY STORE I FEIN
FOR A LOVE RUSH FIX ON THE DAILY

MAYBE I CANT IDENTIFY, EVEN...

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Not all, but most forms of love do more damage than good. The one universal proof is that countless people improperly raise children. Look where those poorly raised children go to, essentially everywhere. Being misguided...

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Can you make an obtuse plight 
spherical right,
can you square the circle?

Do you scalene sleight get it,
can you rectangular height dig it?

If rainbow arc so,
then you better
circular karma glow get with it

You sho’ adjacent betta
golden...

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