Long Meaner Poems

Yvonne was very, very, very happy.
She loved her mother.
She loved her brother Phillip.
And she loved swans.
Oh, did she ever love swans!

She loved the way they looked
With their smooth, fluffy feathers,
And colorful beaks of orange, yellow...

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The Pictish Faeries
by Michael R. Burch

Smaller and darker
than their closest kin,
the faeries learned only too well
never to dwell
close to the villages of larger men. 

Only to dance in the starlight
when the moon was full
and men...

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There have been those who said,                             ...

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Here's the deal, folks...
   This is, as indicated, the 2nd HALF of this fairly lengthy poem. Due to Poetry Soup's file-size limitations, this piece had to be posted in 2 parts. 
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It should be harder,
and perhaps it could,
to not be known
and recognized
and to not find icons of and for gratitude
throughout my everyday.

The forbidden fruit
of Trees for Life and against Death
living in peaceful forests of Good and...

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He arrived wearing pink skinny jeans
They were scruffy and ripped at the seams
He looked like a wiener
I will not be meaner
But he’s sure not the man of my dreams

2/07/18

A square peg into a round slot
A...

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I saw the great con that was Y2K
I saw all the scaremongering go away

I saw in my arms a child I love so
I saw that I did not want to let him go

I saw that...

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Three Ice-Dragons of Zaath, are faring South,
They strip the landscape barren of all Love.
Each holds a lifeless Champion in its mouth,
Each imitates the wolf, and mocks the Dove…

Beware their icy maws, their shepherds’ clothing,
For they...

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Born and raised as a little child in a Witches’ coven,
the Black Witch was indeed a very precocious child
whose hell-spawned soul was seared in Hell’s oven,
and like Medusa herself was a creature gone wild.

The Black...

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HOME. By Ted Bundy

There is a place not far from here where purple maggots are the size of deer, pink frogs are there wearing bowties  and hats, now put your hands together for the...

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The CoOp featured Women and Families
and their Matriarchal Allies,
often LGB and/or T,
and even some curiously queerer,
but not meaner
in appropriate demeanor
regardless of habitat
and camouflage
and costume,
ready for a folksy ball,
come as you neighborhood are
at Three Sisters CoOp.

The...

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I say to you lets take a walk...to laugh...to chill...and simply talk.
Let’s start heading across the rocks...and go beneath the streets of Rome.
Let us take a break from our feet...down a path right beneath quaint...

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THE SUN, EARTH & MOON
(Alternative title: Sygyzy)
The sun is the past—
crucible of the
epigenetic light.
The earth’s the present—
inexorably
our arrogant might.
The moon’s the future—
a desolate orb
frozen in its plight.
 
Modern science says: The sun is the past, the...

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A hot breeze blew the other day, as the Chipmunk Kid rode into Troll Lake Town.
He rode on the oldest, slowest steed, that I had ever seen, a Snail called Abilene.
He came a packing, with...

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"It's time to shut it down, my Lord,
the experiment has failed.
They just get crueler day by day
and thousands more are jailed.

And jail just makes them meaner,
their hearts are filled with hate.
They're cesspools filled with violence
and...

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I-95

“Ya got the horse race
 Ya got the dog race
 Ya got the human race —
 But this is a ratrace”
    ~ Bob Marley and the Wailers, “Ratrace” from the album Rastaman...

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Corona rum is on the run
It is causing the men to have fun
Corona rum is strong, it makes the men behave bad
Corona rum is a mixture of Jamaica 's white rum and the
The energy drink...

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I thought I had gotten away from this part of my childhood,
but I turned at lettuce and ran into my cousin Linden
in the grocery store last Thursday.
He was delighted and dragged me back to their...

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To die an old man, tasks left on slow burn, 
And as fake coins do, get reborn ‘pon earth; 
Work harder still, more mileage points to earn, 
Which, heaven calls goodly deeds well their worth,...

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Back and Forth
Back and Forth
My cruel mind goes
Like the deadly pendulum
It swings some more
Entrapping those that come around
Back and Forth
Back and Forth
Like the tides of the frozen ocean
Anger
Love
Sadness
Hatred
Back and Forth
Back and Forth
Unable to stop
Continually altering...

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The belle of the ball and most frightening of all is Sticky Fingers McRaccoon.
He knows how to win, and how to get in, with his gang, of crazy ragamuffins.
He’s never invited, but won’t ever be...

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Her blinding lights flash against metal plates
She flows through my traffic n her 4 door Chevrolet
Trying to find, that street that'll take her my way
In my city of sin an flashing lights an other cars
Streets...

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I was enjoying my time in the sandbox
When a redhead with freckles climbed in.
The glint in his eyes left no question,
His mission was ruin and sin.

With my pail I had sculpted a castle,
But he eyed...

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The transition of love to hate, can take years or less
Never, ever could or would one have anticipated in their dream state 
imagination, let alone awake, walking and talking reality, this 360 degree
change was possible,...

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"Hide all the babies and board up the windows"
"I am telling you, grab everything and run"
"You can feel her, like a storm that you have never seen before""
"Like a hurricane, that is how she blows"
"The...

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