Long Like a fish out of water Poems

Onerous task confronted teachers and parents

As prospective students
ably ready themselves to matriculate
and/or first set little feet 
inside halls of learning,
I rebroadcast a poem crafted
at the height of Covid-19.

A couple years gone back educators
adaptation regarding coronavirus...

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Across figurative and literal blackened white board...

Where death of democracy writ large,
nevertheless psychological strength predominates
unlike earlier chapters of mein kampf.

Mine hardscrabble existential debacle 
spelled losing game
swept me up in malevolent mindset 
far adrift from harbored...

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Modesty...
What exactly is it?
Is it covering yourself up like a nun?
No!
It is being confident
It is being strong
It is being SEXY!
It is showing the world
That you are beautiful
It is putting on your best dress
Standing in the...

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For this Turk Turku is a 1-horse
city but he has got to have horse
sense. He will not be as happy as a peacock in Turkey.
Hindi, the Turk word for turkey, is how we'll call this...

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Why do today what you can put off till tomorrow?

The following extrapolated 
thought thread exercised,
NOT utilized to intimate 
how Fats Domino belied,
and wowed a crowded house ass-sized.

As a former ace procrastinator, I abhor
putting off doing...

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my generation 
is in need of a desperation
a new kind
these days it’s not easy to find

an utter loss of hope
something from which you cannot cope
from which you can’t escape
where can you turn, when all your...

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I know
Even if I have no evidence to prove it
I know
That I was never meant to be in this world!
I find not my place here
I like it not here
I am not comfortable here
I am not...

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The following reasonable obsolete rhyme
verst heard in my faux class (sic) lilting brogue
courtesy coronavirus (COVID-19) rogue
wrought approximate sixth month academic hiatus
nevertheless September 1st, 2020
signals resumption of school year back in vogue.

Challenges abound as millions of...

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Smoke a little weed, drink a little drink, there's nothing to it are so you think, but before you keep going you need to take a good look because underneath there lies a hook. So...

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we had all grown used to seeing me in a hospital bed
but this time, 
i don’t know if i’ll pull through.

my mother is a brilliant woman.
strong and tenacious.
i can feel her anxiety building
as my blood...

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I visited the Wailing Wall today. I think I visited on the wrong day. Today the rules were different than two days ago when I came here to pray and write poetry. Everyone was saying...

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Hiding in the cupboard, veins pumping full of blood
In the dark, between clothes
The smell of moth balls in his nose

Waiting in silence
He needs patience
As he replays his fantasy
Planning each move precisely

A key unlocks the front...

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Hello Madam Butterfly, with the looks of being caught between a rock and a hard place. While you were being formed and before ever you were born, I 
watched near by. I even observed you...

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Generating a ring
     of bright waters, which
currently meanders, ponders,
     and then streams - twitch
ching reflexively as flora
     and fauna lap rich
text chard liquid
...

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I'll spend years making it up to you.
Each passing day I will pray a little longer
and hope a little more.
I can wipe my sadness off my arm and hold it
in a bag by the door...

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This is No Man's Land of fallen trees, and God-forsaken deadwood fill the landscape. I, the beast, am in my domain and feel no estrangement, cause I am right at home. She, so stunningly beautiful,...

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The sun having a frozen side~
  a wish like a snowball in hell,
or netting the wind while oceans b o i l
  in  f i r e. 
The rage of its heat...

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Nobody told you life was going to be hard. All you have to do is live it and hope the moments you don't want to remember becomes blurs and the ones that stay with you...

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A Feeling So Fresh...

Ahh...! The streak of pain,
The rough floor
And the red stain.

How can I forget that agony?
They were five
And I was only.

They dragged me like a rucksack,
A feeling so fresh...
Not at all a Flashback...

The...

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On the June 11th, 1963,
Thich Quang Duc, a Buddhist Monk, 
sat down in the Lotus position on a street in Saigon.
His fellow monks poured petrol on him as he had requested.
He sat there for a...

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Little Ila of warm Indian waters
   was born without fins but with feathers.
“Fishes don’t fly,” they constantly told her
   wings in water are just a bother.

Tightly she wound them close to...

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Living off the grid..
I bid you ..
It's a challenge..
Living off the land..
For it's quite bland..

A taste of the great outdoors..
Mother Nature exposed..
 
Absolutely no power..
I cannot even take a shower..
Walk to the stream to fetch...

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The spur I was separated,
From my beloved
I was all alone
Useless it is to be born.

Where shall I go?
My life to whom I owe?
My thoughts crystallized
My imaginations paralysed.

My emotions struck
I was transfixed
I was like a fish...

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The spur I was separated,
From my beloved
I was all alone
Useless it is to be born.

Where shall I go?
My life to whom I owe?
My thoughts crystallized
My imaginations paralyzed.

My emotions struck
I was transfixed
I was like a fish...

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Someone gently rolls me over
Onto this white slab, belly down
And I wait    ...    like forever

Or at least it seems like forever, anyway

Above me is a mirror, 
So, I turn...

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