Long Jt Poems

Poet Convention

Lost in a poets convention, 
I can't recall every poem, I've read through the years
50518, unique comments I 'validate'--- 
Thank You For Sharing Your Happy and Sad tears 
Since March 24, 2010 In the...

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1.    John Desmond Patrick Keegan
2.    Alfred, Lord Tennyson 
3.    Sally Aline Mae Beller
4.    Charles Edward A. Berry
5.    Ambrose Gwinnett Bierce...

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the war within

spinning...uncontrolably
friends betrayals
I give give give...
they take take take...
fear...aching fear inside
money...****ing money
IRS...college...utilities...everybody
stomach is sour...queezy
children abused...even killed
adults like gangsters...evil
when will it end?
how can we stop it?
troops must live like animals
surviving off the government
government...what a joke
people...

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Jazz man of the mill suffering atomic verse
Born of the waves, air-raids of sound 
Moons  to profile the edge of weather 
And sun to light the way 
Inside the cliffs and black holes beyond...

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It's amazing how quick things can change.
First your running with the kings, and then you're knocked out of range.
It's strange. I used to worry and stress over friends.
Now I've grown to be a man. Maybe...

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Wibble wibble wobble is a typhoon of trouble in a whirling mist of beautifully arranged but mediocre sand castles. Sand castles are great to live in. They carry the might of the ocean. The deep...

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A few of my favorite things

A few of my favorite things 

Looking at paintings of Cezanne Rembrandt Van Gogh and Rodin 
thinking of their lives and of their times 
of where and when they painted...

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I wrote this as a tribute for one of my former teacher, Mrs. Barbara Shaw.
With Her keen abilities to teach and reach the hearts of children of all
ages, coupled with a caring nature and calm...

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Like the sun shines and the moon sparkles the break of dusk,
I position and I decorate this day with Joan’s birthday,
Tesi’s Birthday Diary is surrounded with a new year on page 10,
Now with my hands...

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19 in my city  bad enough that I already got two strikes with me so I keep my skateboard  close and move real swiftly I can do a couple a of grab tricks...

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2014 Robert Frost Poetry Contest

I am proud to announce once again
I have had the honor and privilege,              have had/ had
to be allow...

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My mother’s brother lies in a grave in Normandy 
If he had lived I would have known him as Uncle Stanley 
I recall his oval framed picture hanging on Grandma’s wall
Uncle Stanley so youthfully dressed...

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Yo! Hang wit me and be my boo,
listen to the rap, ya know I’m true.
The streets and alleys’ full of deals,
lay back this ride’s rollin 22 wheels.

No need of sittin around them docks,
lookin at workers...

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Why Settle For Half

Did the Creator not give me, eyes for which I might see
And feel His grace upon my face, with the light that sets me free
To hold my voice in silents would be...

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I'm tired of you becoming just words,
                            ...

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How many days to raise this pumpkin
From the seed, in which I sowed 
I gave it water, and I fed it
As everyday I'd watch it grow
There were nights, I was frighten
That I'd lose it to...

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When I say "I love you",
                             ...

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(Deep in the rainforest), in (The Land of the Small), there lives a (Solitary Man) who is 
known to do some (Slow Strollin’) among the (Deep Pockets) of (Vernal Pools) looking for 
something more than...

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Artie Mac was a hero of mine
Singing songs most all of the time 
He would never just say Hello
He'd hit you with a greeting from some Broadway show 
Man he could sing everything 
That voice...

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With a pixie like grin J. Frost spreads icicle droplets in the air
While fine people are deep sleeping, so they have not a care.
It is November twentieth, so it is fully about time
For Jack T....

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From 2011 to 2013   I was a member of the online social group called The "SteamPunk Empire"  and wrote poetry and stories for the site. I created a group of 67 renegade...

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Ice Fickle Earth                  by JT Curtis    Feb 26th 2015



I don't know how long this
world is...

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He lived his life in a constant full throttle. 
Viewing everything through the bottom of a bottle. 

Living in a world, that only appeared black and white. 
In a world, he didn’t know wrong from...

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Little Prayer   by JT Curtis   for Craig Cornishs' Contest

Where is my life’s glow  
Where do my tears flow
Where does the love go, I send to you
Does it just lie there...

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I wrote this, because of an incident that happened to me yesterday. I went into a men's room at a store. The design was deceiving, a hand sink was place between the partitions in line...

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