Long Mutilating Poems

Was it worth
Butchering the butterflies 
We gave each other? 

Were they not 
Pretty enough? 
Or were they just too fragile 
For your unstable world? 

Your world of
Mismatched jigsaw puzzle thoughts 
And drunk high school riddles...

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(This is all just my opinion,
what I glean from the internet,
Mainstream News, and my imagination – 
do your own research.  If there is any
truth in my observations, this write will
definitely not make me a...

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Blech - impossible mission to savor mug of ginger tea...

When the entire mug awash
with floating leavings
by golly by gosh,
sipping said herbal brew
analogous challenge
to eat spaghetti squash
with one chopstick.

Earlier yesterday February twenty fourth
two thousand twenty four
found...

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Beauty and the Beast

In the deep core of her skin
I feel a human who is no saint  
Cutting out her heart, ripping everything to shreds
Leaving my prey gutless, in every form of sin ...

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Incomprehensible space/time continuum intrigues...

One insignificant, infinitesimal
incomprehensibleness cosmic speck,
who doth readily confess
swallowed within

infinite cosmic wormhole, nonetheless,
he feels mind boggled, fascinated,
transfixed... helpless to express
following concept suddenly
gripping his feeble mental compass.

I haint never gonna get
smart enough to understand
supposedly...

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“Mother”, someone we adore!

Unconditionally loved ,with secrets that are stored.
...But for me, something is different than before.
 Now, I am incomplete and adulterated at the core
When there should have existed so much more.

My nurturing days...

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Like a knife, inflicting the tragic slash
Words spoken, violent and ferocious
Intense, brutal, vicious vulgarity
Hesitating only long enough to speak
Into the spirit, breathless disrespect
Anger so vehement it feels like a fire
Burning away the goodness, the joy
With...

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Ice say... water we dew wing to planet Earth?

Tis appalling Homo sapiens legacy,
the future survival of species can ill afford
hence we must not dodge and dart away,
but heed urgent call to arms decree fiat,
lest vast...

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The season approaches,
Speeding toward us on arctic zephyrs,
but the coldness is more than air
it seeps under the skin
where loneliness begins.

Is there any other day
where solitude's talons rake,
mutilating peace of mind,
quite so much as Christmastide.

Every commercial,...

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My guitar strings in the moonlight should be something beautiful,

but the cold liquid white just makes everything harsher.

–not soft like snow, but deceptively fine –

Light is discordant 

like my clumsy fingers that keep 

mutilating the...

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Fear colored and forced to be viewed in the eyes of all,
that endured the worst invasion of hell in this nation.
To watch their families suffer as they pray for death to fall,
fall on those assumed...

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Lower gastrointestinal war civil declared
because sweet tooth (er...rather dentures)
craved absolute zero sum game yoking,
wickedly villainous, x'acting tummy
upsetting Pavlovian salivating, romancing,

quid pro quo woe pea pie us, orthodox, 
conventional, nun habit forming (Lie), 
mouth watering, lip...

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You confessed your love
 for me through a single white rose
 I smiled genuinely, 
yet then you turned to hurt me,
 leaving me behind...lost and alone

The rose was nothing 
but poison to my heart,
for 'twas...

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Shift gears, shift gears, excite our spiritual peers, 
they’ve lived for years… observing our generations of tears, 
 
for Love’s sake from the limitations of egos’ innovations…
the outer self logic, the mechanic.. the mechanic,...

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Barbed wire seems a 'thorny' subject on which to opine,
But there arose a need for such for people and beasts to confine!
Cowpokes cussed as they worked with it mutilating their hands.
Sheepherders fussed with cattlemen as...

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THOUGHT LETTERS


I wrote a thousand letters in my mind
about the clouds I saw,
the songs I heard,
the thoughts I wished to share.

I wrote them in a plane, on a road, or in
a quiet time alone.

They were...

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I was around fourteen when the charms of girls began to beckon,
And I was about fifteen when I had my first date, I would reckon.
'Way back then there were certain rituals that must be observed,
Some...

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Used to be we'd pay to see freaks on the carnival way.
Now, for free at the mall we can see some most every day!
Kids (and adults) with tattoos, purple hair, nose and eyebrow rings,
Navel rings,...

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Weedy Eschatology

By Mark D. Stucky
The aging street mourns its faded splendor.
It remembers having red tulips and roses
in manicured, fertilized, emerald lawns
in community yards lining its borders.
But neighborhoods gradually decayed,
and nobody’s planted flowers in years.
The asphalt’s...

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I was 'round fourteen when the charms of girls began to beckon,
And was about fifteen when I had my first date, I'd reckon.
Way back then there were certain rituals to be observed,
Some of which left...

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Welcome To The 21st. Century
 (by Joan Donnelly Ellis October 22 2015)

Have you ever felt separated from society,
 Through no known fault of your own,
 Because there's been a decline in social gatherings,
 Since messaging's...

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Going to church,
it’s Sunday morn down south
Giddy feet youngsters
racing to the door of the temple,
having shrieks of joy erupting from their mouth
They are so glad when they get ushered in
While the solemn congregation gathers within
to...

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Here they come
The Extreme Makeovers
Walking disasters
Frankenstein’s monsters
Accidents waiting to happen

They are looking for miracles
To be performed
Transforming them
Into Baywatch wanna-be’s
Looking for fortune and fame
When their bodies reject the silicone,
Who’s to blame?

From ugly ducklings
Too horrid to go...

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The spring of healing has its own anthem, 
It takes the sand and the sun to mold an ornament of time, 
Glaring upon the moving mirror that floats on cold water, 
Blinded by a blaze...

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Juan tells you he is an immigrant, northern mexico
that he learned to speak english in iowa 
and these coupled are the reason
Juan's accent is different
Juan is not mexican
Juan lives in fear of americans
Juan in america...

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