Long Licker Poems

An Introduction to Max
 
Hi, I am a mastiff cross and my name is Max. To be precise it’s Magical Maxi the Wonder Dog but you can call me Max. That’s not to say I...

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A poem which shows the value of poetry to letting the mind run free.

There's an outline around the unseeable—the temptation to lick it, knowing it's like the inside of the freezer wall. The lure, being...

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Martinique is in our history too
Not just in our blood
Because Josephine seduced him
To make us reap more bitterness
From the ferment of the sugarcane
Martinique was also his home
His native shore
Long before Paris
It was his Algerian door
But...

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The Fairies are baking
no need to go outside,
it's too windy to play
they don't run and hide.

They have their mixing bowls out
ingredients for making cakes,
they're having a good time
thinking of different things they can make.

They get...

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A chronological anthology
Of legends, folk lore and mythology
There’s no one called Eric
Or Ethel or Derek
For which I shall make no apology

Samson just got himself sheared
Delilah had cut off his beard
She cut off his hair
Then headed...

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Dark serene
Alone and together
My world in chaos
Vocational anxiety
Financial sobriety
Yet all matters not
As I look to my right
Gaze at my Gucci
Amazed by her will
Her zest for life
Amidst physical turmoil
A ruthless journey
Made tolerable and enjoyable
By quintessential Alpha...

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The witch sees green. She sets sail from door to door.
Her wake fells trees. “What the highest bidder forgot
to consider” was the black and blue broom in her grasp.
—Poet (sponsor words in quotes)

What the Highest...

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I am hiding in my bedroom, scared to death because my pajamas are not new.
I dare not put down my soup bowl because Bowl Licker will grab it up for stew.
I can feel him hiding...

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Two leaves fell from a different tree
And the loss of the world was all the same
There is beauty in all diversity
Difference of temperature changes not the flame
The sun that comes down a barren sky
Prowl and...

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You sink deep.

Without even touching you,
I feel you ripple across my skin.
When your fingers move, I feel them
curl around mine -burning across
all the obsolete space between us-

I'm always having to 
swallow my heart back,
clenched teeth...

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A man from Brazil
          wanted handle me a cannon
          to solve confusion with a shot
  ...

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My ears just grazed on the 
news that a certain man
ALL SUMMER, sat down and
planned terrorist attacks on the world’s
ARMY LICKER. Eleven September now, 
airplanes got hijacked and got crashed on the towering twins
and other...

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