Long Misread Poems

I was nervous about my newest client.
Not every Permaculture Designer gets a contract
with the WhiteHouse.
But, when the President called,
or twittered,
for an intake interview,
I guess it felt like an obligation
to at least show up,
although perhaps about...

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'You've thrown me over the edge of the highest peaked cliff imaginable
As I spiral further down, my outer shell gets roughed up
by sticks and stones
until my body is disfigured beyond recognition
as if I'd been torn...

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Part 1 - A raven alone, ravaging around in the darkness..... 

i.

Ultimately aware, suspense is such, though truly I am sensing,

something dark diverting mind withdrawn, the silence muttered,

since melancholy holds suspicion where to probe now...

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Room full of people, how could I be lonely?
These days it's harder than ever to find a true homie
I'm trying to keep a grip but I'm losing it slowly

Filling our voids with mediums of instant...

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A whirlwind, an understatement of what this day has become
Funny how it was a day where optimism would be welcomed in with open arms
Only to have confusion be the annoying friend
This is a book unraveling,...

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My imaginary restaurant will be named “All That You Imagine.”
Any food you can imagine, you will be served.
Thanks to technology and a world-class cooking staff,
I can offer my patrons any food that they desire.
However, they...

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I was in a museum. I suppose there were many displays of animals mounted or posed in 
their realistic forms to show them as they appeared in their natural environment. However, I 
recall only one...

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Expressed love on what was paper thin,

Read between the lines and see subliminal messages buried within,

Is it a sin?

To remain unforgiven from actions done upon innocent victims,

Acts of violent rage unleashes the beast from the...

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“The wake of one’s desire is the wake in one’s dream
Nothing belongs an ever within The Ancient to seem
Of dreams misplace, of thoughts misled and of mind misread
Where sorrows are only ever to grow and...

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How come they call it Labor Day when nobody works?
And why Pool-Table?  Where's the diving board?  the water?
How can you play "Draw-Poker" without paper and pencil?
Do Negroes really have bigger knees?
And Flashlight: A...

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Masked 

If you pass a glance in my direction, a shell you will see,
An image that's skin deep, not a true portrayal of me.
But please, take the time to slowly peel away my mask, 
Just...

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"The Familiar"



Softly ever so Softly 
on hardened paws
Nemesis 
follows the 
Red Apple 
scent of 
Her sword
 
a peony pink pocket flushed
velvet violent violet viola 
playing
warm honey dripping 
from the pocket 
it buzzes 
as if with...

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There is no way forward should even if against I’m to plead
The only way for a return, is how the ancient words will read
And only for a return, nay a way it opens forward for...

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The Monarch Who Thought He Was King

Once there was a butterfly
	who fluttered by a gate. 
The gate was closed, that’s when he said, 
	“O shucks, now I’ll be late!” 
He danced and pranced and shouted...

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Character.

That's where the biggest measurements,
truest tests of worth
should lie.

And yet, 'tis not so.

Sometimes, mostly, I believe
that it's indeed enough.
That being a good man
is enough to keep me afloat.

Sometimes, rarely, . . . 
I don't.

How many...

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A HOUSE DIVIDED
 
What right do you have to tell someone 
Else how to use their bodies like they should

You don’t run their life and they not yours 
How they meet their mistakes 
Is their...

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Why this?Because it just feels right!We had the fakest lying hearts;ever in sight!
This isnt my idea of love,or what I thought would be?Wondering why it feels like this?
Between you and me?Ive questioned if I love...

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Wrong bread for Fred

here I am sick in bed
got the chills and aches in my head
called the pharmacy and spoke with Ned
was told of a remedy  of  oatmeal bread

thought that was new so...

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Orwellian over the horizon                               ...

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              Before I kick the bucket, I plan on
             ...

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My heart races as time runs by too quick to notice standing still is I,
warmed by the days burden full from the nights closing curtain,
pen to paper my thoughts take over scribbles lines phrases on...

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These double standards
                           Got me standing at the top...

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I.

Rain beats down on the smoky beach,
all paths the gull flies, and in his
resistance.
A thousand white shells in the mist
are seasoned with stinging pepper.
You reconsider
signs, velocities of strummed winds;
of which sand dunes, waves bound, would...

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I guess that there is only hope to rely upon, to judge by, or plan our futures. Love 
is such a word to not be taken lightly, or to be taken advantage of. Life as...

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Here in our land where words take flight,
Where verses dance with pure delight,
Lies a poem, misunderstood, open concealed,
Its essence lost, its meaning revealed.

"The Most Misread Poem In America," is called,
An enigma, a riddle, a mystery...

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