Long Neverland Poems

There is so many stories telling a child how to grow up, the difference between right and wrong. to follow the rules, to see in color, how to stand strong. But still, you are children,...

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Everything I know...I learned from children’s books 

One day I ran to Grandpa and I looked into his ear.
“Mommy says you’re pretty smart…do you keep your brains in here?”

“Oh, It’s too dark. I can’t see...

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One day I ran to Grandpa…And I looked into his ear.
“Mommy says you’re pretty smart….Do you keep your brains in here?”

It’s too dark in here. I can’t see a thing…I don’t know what to do.
Grandpa...

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~Peter Pan And Alice In Wonderland~
(Short story or Narrative style)



Did you find out what's wrong with Alice?

As a matter of fact, I just did last night, after everyone went to sleep.

So can you tell me,...

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~Peter Pan And Alice In Wonderland~
(Short story or Narrative style poem)



Did you find out what's wrong with Alice?

As a matter of fact, I just did last night, after everybody went to sleep.

So can you tell...

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~Peter Pan And Alice In Wonderland~
(Short story or Narrative style poem)



Did you find out what's wrong with Alice?

As a matter of fact, I just did last night, after everybody went to sleep.

So can you tell...

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~Peter Pan And Alice In Wonderland~
(Short story or Narrative poem)



Did you find out what's wrong with Alice?

As a matter of fact, I just did last night, after everybody went to sleep.

So can you tell me,...

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~Peter Pan And Alice In Wonderland~
(Short story or Narrative poem)



Did you find out what's wrong with Alice?

As a matter of fact, I just did last night, after everybody went to sleep.

So can you tell me,...

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A cold and calculating problem
I see
is finding resonantly warm motivation
for resilient employment
by following mere capital short-term acquisition norms
for sacred vocational gravitas,
and maybe a smidge of gratitude--
where "smidge" is warmly defined
as the opposite of cold hegemony.

Back...

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(Note: Dedicated to the memory of Michael Jackson,
the legendary music artiste who impacted all who knew
his musical accomplishments, and who love his songs.)
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There once lived a man who made hip music:
MJ made dance grand with...

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Electrifying, the ache
Trembles in my thoughts,
Bringing sparks of memory alive
Sacrificing my sanity for immorality
Driving out the beauty, 
The tenderness, the soothing
Reaching beyond the sensitivity
Into the darkness, the black
Fear that echoes in nightmarish screams
Terror blazing beyond...

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Influenced by "Sir Gawain and the Green Knight" and "The Rape of the Lock," my goal is to write this completely in iambic meter with (mostly?) rhyming couplets. (Though the intro's meter varies, the main...

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On and off I'm popping pills just to sleep
And...
The effects of them are steadily forcing me to grow weak
After a few hours I'm still fighting the sedative
Because...
I'm afraid and these nights are too repetitive.
But, my...

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She sprinted through a rugged woods
Away from free loading fathers and filthy no-goods,
Away from tear soaked teddy bears and lungs filled with smoke.
She found herself unmoving, crying in the arms of a weeping willow oak.

She...

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Peter Pan? He is nothing but a tale drawn out,
a hero of half-truths, drowned in fairy dust,
the dullest side of a double-edged sword.
 
Before my time lost its salt, 
before the boards of this ship...

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On the south-western side of the old mission school,
on the corner of 1st,  where the blackberries grew
a field claimed by children, was crosshatched with tracks
It was riddled by gophers and, nettled with foxtails
and youthful...

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When a child if gifted with a book it transforms into a key to unlock the mind.  The gate to the secret garden of imagination is pried from its forgiving hinges and the child...

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There is an echoing whispering amongst the trees,
A deadly chanting’s whistling, of disembodied voices
Calling upon the living to beware, for you are entering
A no man’s zone, turn from here humanity,
Dare not enter look away in...

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My waterfall of spiral light
hearing the pitter pat
of endless night
of rolling blue Danube thoroughfare junction
flowing to the right
of sequines' songbird function,
Eye, the crescent moon
ebbing and bulging in yr sight,
can only wonder
how you capture
the Sun's fiery...

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What really separates a dream from reality
dreams interrupt my reality 
I can never be certain of 
anything I think is real
My heart is like 11 banana peels 
Your heart
I want to steal
But I’m tired of...

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Grandma’s brown knuckles crinkled 
As she gently peeled the heirloom 
Potatoes, discarding the brown-
Skinned strips into the garbage
Bin. She was at home here, alive 
And aloud, tastes and scents mingling 

In the air like wispy...

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Life had meaning, passion, depth and composure all shaken
together in a Neverland globe, were believing that just wanting
to be an innocent soul forever was enough...to fl y around the
starry night, fl owing over the pain,...

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Neverland was a childhood dream,
never to grow up was the marketed theme.

Carousel rides, cotton candy and video games,
swimming pools with slides and a private train.

A seductive fantasy for the world's innocent.
An enchanted kingdom for every...

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A breezy day, and two boys biking down the lane 
past meadows green with envy, soft as spring. 
Picnic-packed and ready for the day's adventure. 
They passed hikers who cried "Hey, lend us yer bikes!"...

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