Long Itched Poems

Igniting pain retrieving the chemical imbalance 
in my brain soft tissue itched my frontal lobe 
leaned over my forehead as my temporal lobe 
offered little comfort in cognitive skills my optic 
nerve damage piercing pain...

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I wandered through the semi busy streets filled with pedestrians as they hurried out of the rain. I continued on with no destination in mind ,no umbrella to shield myself from the frigid elements. ...

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I had fallen in love with a young Mexican maiden in the town of El Paso
Completely mesmerized by her eyes had me following her wherever she would go.  In 
Rosa’s Cantina, the music would...

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As I lay down a year and stand at the threshold of another
I look back at an eventful year
It had ups and downs but I am grateful you were always there
Never let go, never left...

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Sending the tending to an unfriended ending,
 yet somehow suspending from rending a newly offending recommending.
Logotype monotype linotype,
overripe stereotype,
 teletyped an unripe heliotype. 
Guttersnipe snipe,
 stipe snipe ripe,
 a wipe type a tripe, 
unleash a...

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I was out walking on a trek
through forested Adirondack hills,
looking for a good place to camp,
to drop my pack and just chill.

It was a weekend excursion,
and I’d already done eight miles,
seeking out the kind of...

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Tell them!

Look on to my face
And let fall the secret
We hided in the invisible bier 
Of eternity
When all eyes and ears 
were blinded and deafened
By sleep
Let the vultures 
Of the evil forest 
Spice my body
For...

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Fourteen-thousand years ago, a devil played a game
In his garden with an angel whom I shall not name.
The angel won or so he thought, “Now you must pay what’s due”
I’ll take your mirr’, your favorite...

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His two years old son
Needed treatment for stomach pain
But he had no money
His wife needed to pursue
Her BA course
He couldn't afford to
I can't help he would say
I must be happy with what I have
He would...

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We sit and share a seat, two faces in the street,
wading through our wisdom and design.
‘Though in amble wasn’t said, I knew I am being led,
into mirrored thinking same as mine.

Two poets of a kind,...

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Rother Homme.
.
Hi chicks my name is Chuck
I’m one hell of a man
In my tight satin trousers
A rug on my chest
And a fake tan
.
Some men have got it
Someone of them don’t
And some a few of them...

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Walking along the Tiber's River walls,
one discovers hieroglyphics
depicting images of Romans
engaging in battles; they seem
mythical warriors so appealing. 

As legend goes, Romulus 
became the first roman king,
he founded Rome once 
an insignificant rural village;
in the...

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The buzz running in your head seems to control your mind.  But what about me?  
The one with your blood flowing through its veins?  It should matter, but it 
doesn't’t.  Why...

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Poet:  Ken Jordan
Story:  Heart Of Gold
Edited by:  Sparkle Jordan
written:  February/2015


      There is a little boy,  maybe 
eight years old,  in Freeport,  in the 
Bahamas, that doesn't know he's poor, 
and hustling to survive.  

     ...

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ODE TO THE MYRRH TREE


So the tree stood in the centre of the desert
Mangled by winds of change and truth of joy
and chains of dust and torrents of rare rain 


Burnt black and senseless by...

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The clock struck an odd hour,
 the sound jarring to the bones 
of she who wanted to find,
 the lamp of knowledge.
Her mind riddled with questions,
she itched to pour out.
So she followed her heart,
Letting it...

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Here you are
standing in the midst of enchantment
this is my backyard
these are the loving grounds
where I dreamt.

This is my backyard
this was my childhood
this is where I dreamed of... 
me a few years older falling in...

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I have been drugged by you.
I was intravenously injected with false love and happiness by you.
I trusted you.
You took advantage of me when I was the weakest and let my guard down.
You saw it as...

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The Lover's love bred many memories
 It's fragrance filled the air around
 As its tree blossomed  secret sounds
That created chemistry and mysteries

Like children in games quarrels would arise
Forgetting their mild griefs  it bore...

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Strolling down the streets of ancient Pompei,
I discovered the tomb of a freed noble man;
unearthed from the volcanic black ashes, 
now it blooms surrounded by fragrant lilies 
as it appeared in its imperial, glorious days!...

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A Night of Walpurgis
By Sy Roth

The April moon hung in the sky
Full, like nightshade fighting off the darkness
The strident masses hung about the street corners
Chests puffed out readying to rid the night 
With Walpurgis bonfires...

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"Fly"




Enigma

Out of nowhere
his voices arrived

He thought he’d 
write a poem

Senryu
get the In to the Outside 

Simple magic
3 lines

Mind erect
his smalls itched

freeze 
dried

His mind CPTSD 
crying lied

Laughing outside
he watched his inside 

Hanging unwanted questions 
out on...

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Dedicated to My Special Needs Son and Two Strangers



I knew he would find his way there and back, we had twice practiced that.
Quarters and pennies, he understood, counted them just as he should.
Confidence halters could...

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I found a bag outside the door
My mind, alert like a sly fox,
Advised me not to rush because 
It could contain Pandora’s box!

My fingers itched to pull the string
So that the knot I could untie
With...

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[A very recent and true story]


She arrived like a ghost in the night
Her light blue eyes showing no fear or fright
She didn’t scratch and she didn’t bite
So I knew we would get on all right

She...

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