Long Inject Poems

Poem revised Memorial Day May 30th, 2022 at 1500 hours

Flagrante delict adulterous sordid behavior 
automatically linkedin with Lothario;
an unscrupulous seducer of women, 
based upon a character 
in The Impertinent Curious Man, 
a story within a...

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Sonnets X-XVI


Archaischer Torso Apollos (“Archaic Torso of Apollo”)
by Rainer Maria Rilke
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

We cannot know the beheaded god
nor his eyes' forfeited visions. But still
the figure's trunk glows with the strange vitality
of a...

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you were an infant
i would sing a song i created for you

'there's a baby in my arms
there's a baby in the mirror
but honey 
there's not really two
the child in the mirror
is only 
an image 
of...

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THE LAST TIME I SAW A BLACK AUDI IT CUT US OFF PARKED THE SMELL OF DEATH WAS BREWING FUNNY HOW MANY TIMES I SCREAMED HELP SOMEONE IS GOING TO HURT MY CHILDREN AND I...

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Senate legal and constitutinal affairs reference committie convened
March 2022 one Senator presiding and two witnessing'
The room echoes as the warriors enter.! Almost equivelent to
The booming endorsements of the preceeding years yet ghostly 
Sounding echies now.....

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Sexually explicit meme more real day

originally written May 31st, 202_
humorously, posthumously, 
and tempestuously expressing woes
from the top of my talking head 
to gnarly nails of 
(this little piggy fame) toes
in sore need and want 
of...

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The Truth Of This Magnitude”

Obstinate defiance from an indignant child 
Consummate reliance on the spirit of the Wild 

Intricate compositions of meticulous art 
A syndicate of derision that is waiting to depart 

The honorary commemoration...

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silently wailing analogy to Moby Dick 
regarding how yesterdays 
prurient laced introductions 
to rhyme in retrospect embarrassingly blows.

Herewith to enliven anecdote ever further,
I inject humorous tidbit
just gimme moment to unload and reach
into psychological metaphorical knapsack
particularly...

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Perpetual Quandries of Dischord

Permanent irreversible Attatchment disorder
A lemonade stand at the Mexican Border
A traumatised disorganised old lady hoarder
The incriminating evidence on an old tape recorder 

Elements of discontent shivering through a crowd 
Firmaments of promises...

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silent issues

humanity
and the hypocrisy
of soft tissues

openly
running out of paper rolls
secretly
disgrace on humanity's cheeks silently rolls

there's a monument
on earth
to the unknown soldier

there's a monument
in the firmaments
to the unknown child 

a well known secret

a hood by night...

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THE FORGIVEN
1. When it was the time to be the end
and everyone had gone into the ark to be counted
then they came two by two,
a girl ox and a boy ox
a girl elephant and a...

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Time continues to slip past.
Like a river, a never-ending stream of micro seconds passing by.
You can't slow it down.
You can't halt it.
No matter how much you try to hold it back
It is still slipping past...

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MOSQUITO AND MAN
Oh no! Why do men hate me so much? From incarnation even as I try to make my legs and hands and buttocks as small as anything! So they can’t say am competing...

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When young, in playing out one day
a swinging stick got in my way,
it crushed my eye into my head
another inch and I’d be dead.

Back in 1952
there wasn’t much that they could do,
so when eye surgery...

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When I receive old magazines the first thing I seek as I flip through the pages, I find
Are the advertisements that bring to my mind the brands, fads, and trends that found favor in bygone...

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Oh how wonderful it is to be alive. Oh how wonderful it is to be able to grow; mentally and maybe even physically. But what kind of happiness do you extract from the success you...

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Inches make feet without inches there is no foot without beginnings there is no work without measure there is no dearth without a ruler there is no worth there must be rules and there are...

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I wish i was a map, i could of told you where to go, how to move and where to stop

I wish i was a clock, i could of told you When to move ,when...

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>I have a blinking broken foot.  
By Stanley Russell Harris
The new mad author
&
Poetry soup honourably mentioned.

I have a blinking broken foot.
My left one can you not see.
The picture’s on my Facebook page.
For all of...

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In the center of my chest sounds;
A pestle and mortar that pound,
With the rhythm of tudu-tudu-tudu;
In a manner that flows,
one and two and three;- breathe;
The ratio of three to one,
Three beats of my heart followed...

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I was called a winter’s child by most people,
Who were in my life when I was a young child, 
But I always saw myself as a summer bumpkin, 
Sprung from spring as I was optimistic...

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I have invest ten pennies worth of shares to keep me afloat for the rest of the year, the stock market is tumbling down and I own three quarter of this breath taking town and...

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"Ransom"




Held to ransom 
words inject your mind
pierce your skin
drawn backwards 
you transcend, 
you look within
a bloodied mind
the numbness melts
inconsequential ignobles
and dreary misfortune
a polar ice cap 
lying cold on stony heart
rescinds


Blue blood bleeds Red
Mystery Girl
Implodes your...

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*I have Placed him on a bucket list as a person I would love to visit, and if possible, make some sense of what for years has been rather puzzling to me.  I realize...

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"Addiction"      
WrittenBy: Billy Malloy.. 

Addiction how can you sentence me ? Who are you my judge ?.. i got Habits not leaving , nope wont even budge...William Malloy, that's my...

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