Long Infuriate Poems

On my get acquainted interview when Mr. Rivers told me he wanted the other counselor, not me, and he had invited her to help him say this I suspected he was a hate-everybody-and-especially-you guy.
Everything I...

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In the depths of the mind, endless questions dance like shadows on the vast and silent sky,
Who am I, what am I, a speck of dust merged with everything, a fragment of a lost dream?
I...

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As I purge my mind of all the memories bits and pieces that still infuriate me
I remember being on the phone with her in our last conversation
and in the background I could hear what her...

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17 May 2012

I’m curious…
When the people have the power,
And the powers that be infuriate the people,
And the people act with their power,
And they vote with that power, giving some away,
And the ‘Golden Dawn’ is really...

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Excited
when I  got
up I  slipped
into my  jeans    
pulled  on my boots
and grabbed an apple for
each pocket in my jean jacket. 

You watch as I drive up then
immediately start...

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I stand here in front of myself, yelling, stop.
Loudly, authoritatively, sometimes meanly.
Because I know the damage I can do with an angry face, or a disappointed demeanor, worst of all, an “I-hate-you” stance.  
Releasing...

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Instead of walking briskly, I often shuffle:
Watching TV I’ll cough, sniffle and snuffle:
This riles my wife and creates a kerfuffle,
Then flipping channels - her feathers I ruffle!
Such are the things that please me now!

Will nap...

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My forbidden fruit

How lovely you are
How so delicious I imagine you to taste on my lips..
How delightful you infuriate me with your gentle teasing.
You enjoy playing with the woman you desire.

Everything you say intensifies and...

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I am the moon and you are the sun. I would say you are all the stars in my sky, but as the Earth rotated continuously around you, the number of stars started to shrink....

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The red devil is leading the hag witch and her cat
Through a laughing jack-o-lantern field so flat.
The wind is howling, the owls are on the move.
Dracula is waiting, in the mood to truly groove.

The red...

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Your actions so calculated full of anger
I have felt the sting of them time and again
Each time I am tricked to let you in 
I'm reminded quite quickly why I should not

I wanted to let...

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Freak us together,
In beauty and love to cast,
Life time of longing,
Moments to cherish and burn;

Know it for freedom,
Our love wants us to be one, 
Truths in sensation,
A joy we can feel to learn;

Link me to...

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Being selfish is not a blessing that makes one proud,
does it really render one happy seeing misery,
keeping all to oneself and turning a blind eye
is ignoring who needs urgent solidarity...
more than food to fill the...

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When freedom is limited to merely living a gloomy existence,
not having access to all the privileges and total liberties
of a free society, then it's more bitter than sorrow.  



When one's faith is not allowed...

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Truth or Consequences

How can things seem completely right,
Yet be so completely wrong?

How can circumstances make you feel whole and complete,
Yet is not really what you should want?

God allows people in our lives for a reason,
Some...

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destruction is not merely the eradication of such as it is the
embracing of a sort of baptism. taken not so delicately in the 
form of intentensified schism-- relativity divided in the course 
of collision, hands...

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Absurd situations amuse me; they get written into poems.
Foolish generalizations about groups of people infuriate me; 
they also get written into poems.
All Irish, all whites, all English, all red-heads, there is no all.  
It...

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Racists are not born, they are created
by those who don’t care, about how to be fair
as racism is the treatment, of those who are seen as inferior
not excepting who you are, for them to feel...

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Hot breath escape suckle ear lobes to blonde's leisure,
Teeth infuriate the neck, pinion it in pleasure,
Deep sigh's play and yield to the erotic gesture;
Body submits to arms, in seductive capture.    

Crimson wet...

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The best I could hope for was a lame or weak animal, 
limping along, not able to catch up with their tribe.
My cubs are hungry, and they like fresh blood meat.
A young antelope or gazelle...

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I am who I am not because you think I am.
I am who I am because you say I am.
Your words do not define me, it only motivates me to be different.
There was a time...

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stop looking at Me!
how could you look at Me?
you are the purest form of evil.

standing not even ten feet away
you spout flames from your razor-filled jaw
burning My freedom, My happiness

your reptilian eyes coward Me
cause Me...

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Oh, I’m going to base a poem on you as you asked so nicely the other day
Not sure what to put yet but I will have never ending things to say
On the outside you gleam...

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Start living today by sending surly clouds away,
and regardless of your age, it won't infuriate rage;
why should life start at forty?
Why not change it to sixty
and free yourself from your sorrowful cage?
You'll breathe easier by...

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We're two lost clouds drifting off,
not knowing their destination;
will someone give us
a sense of direction?

For quite some time,
in chimerical rhyme,
we ride these familiar skies,
sending rain and storms
down to earth's surface 
with such a spiteful mood...
until...

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