Long Intimidator Poems

MY MIRROR

The Bright Morning Star wakes me as body adhere,
moveable joints leads me to the replica of me.
This is a lifetime routine i'm accustomed to.
And I, a lonely audience, see you equal my feet
even from...

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Pray,
If you should tell
All that you have bottled up
Who will you tell?
Who will believe you?
Stories of swollen head, slit lips
Blood, brimstone and bonfires 
Laboriously ignited to silence
Rats, rabbits, dogs, roaches and mosquitoes 
Stories of brazen...

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BULLY- - MATON- part 1


Matón—
Tú no eres nada;
 Pero un cobarde valiente;
 Matón—
Tu elección es tan estúpida;
 No podías manejar tu propio poder; 
Ya ves que TODOS debemos ver al Padre un día;
Bully--
Your choice is...

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"BRUCE And ALI"

*Written and Dedicated to "Silent One!
whose admiration for these two is as 
mine!*

This is a poem about two men
who were both extraordinary!
Their skills were unmatched
and remain so to this day-
one's named 
"BRUCE" 
and...

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I could've been a cheerleader,
I could've been a Wal-Mart greeter.
I could've been a magazine editor,
I could've been an intimidator.
I could've been a doctor or nurse,
I could've been a shaman and put you under a curse.
I...

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Oh! mine oppressor
 Why bully me?
 I am quantum living energy
HARRIER
 And the Creator has made me 
You called me ugly
Tattered torn but yet I'm beautiful I am molded and formed
HARRIER
You rascally rascal unappointed annoyer...

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The calm and quiet serenity
embracing a string of fine buildings
and a hypocritical weather
which seems as if a quarrel manifested
between the day and the night
say it all as we enjoy the romantic stroll.

Our aim is highly...

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I strutted a bit on my branch as I surveyed the others 
They were commoners mostly songbirds, and two of my brothers.
Is that a great horn? A beautiful red cardinal asked in a trill.
I knew...

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The greeter-teacher,
the smirkier at the door.
I feel his gimlet eyes at my back
and though it is 5o years later
and his mouth is now plugged with dirt
his leer can be traced
in the brown water stains
of mottled...

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