Long Nooses Poems

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The drummer beats slowly, the drummer beats loud
     as he beats of humanity wrapped in a shroud.

Well he beats of the rape and the killing of war
     and the mind mangling sorrow we blithely ignore
          and...

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Five strangers rode into Bodie, a small gold mining town
They didn't look at anybody and kept their heads down
At the Citizens bank they halted, it had been a long ride
Four then entered the bank and...

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~***Part Two of Vanish Away the Anguish series…read Part One, Holding You, if you haven’t done so! Thanks***~

I’m not sad, okay? Would rather be smiling day to day
With gladness and happiness in addition 
To satisfaction...

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I'm reading this book called
"Systems Thinking for Social Change"
by David Stroh.

Although this is not his paradigm of systemic choice,
He talks about WinWin strategizing
for optimal outcomes
Rather than WinLose compromises
for suboptimal conservation
of the miserably under-performing status quo.

Future:
A....

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BROWNED-CENTS

One of the true ways 
to remain in captivity is to keep silent to avoid your captor’s 
hostility and confusion

A penny for my 
thoughts has provided me with the ammunition 
To fight for what I...

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3FABEL3 
3FABEL3 
 
Lynching 
 
 
Murder is an art form abused by those critters in a hurry to perform a judgement 
call and then scurry off on horses to hide from the real law....

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>>1111>>EVIL vs CONSCIOUSNESS<<1111<<

                                ...

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I flung my bloodied bathrobe onto a dusty mahogany bureau and roared: “Did we frighten
the scarecrows tonight, my love? Whose catch was it anyway? Yours or mine? We invited 10
guests to our dungeon this evening....

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Time is the essence of many things,
change is a never ending evolution,
humanity seeks laziness swift solution,
integrated or complex organism fusion.
Such is the coquettish process of nature,
more powerful the top tier more sway,
all hang by nooses...

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Charcoal art with phoenix ash sculpt with medusa eyes  
My art runs kicking    
My art beats alive
 
Pluck loose quills up out my heart and engraft my skin with metaphors, ...

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They say if you break it,  you bought it, but I’m not yours to own.
You snapped me like a pencil between your fingers in a burst of insecurities, but that was never part of...

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The endgame 

And the cemetery was
nowhere to be found
yet was so present
in the shallow depth
the graveyard of the mind

No tombstone unturned
fragmented torn and twisted 
sorrow flowing down 
encrypted alleyways 
and Thanatos’ call 

Searching to imprint
coffin’s...

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When I opened my eyes, all I could see was a landscape full of trees with empty nooses

My father was a runaway slave, who was captured by them bounty hunters. Daddy wanted to be free...

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As soon the night collects your debt   


Behind this wretched door now thrust
awaits a homage set afire
As loosened shadows cough the dust
and creaking screams align the mire

Where worry gathers in the mist
along a...

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Someone un-cuff me now 
Yes, you officer 
I already swore I never knew her
At least I thought she said she was 21 
Please believe me it was all in good fun 
But he’s promising me...

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outside
inventoried oval-stoned
cathedrals appealing
chiming crimes of passion
woke citronella
fog
hung in cement-hamocked snowdrifts
cloaked slow on slick-stained windowsides
tenement sheets
with the pomegranate notes
of rhythms unrhymed
   while all the uptown laundromarts
rising up
from insomniac-scrambled sidewalks
corked-copper moon tumbling earthward
like a sweet
sweatshredded...

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Vertiginous in this cloud nine you've created.
The bottom of a salted ocean appears craters of stars wished astray
appointing the Dino to dusk, a pointing arrow circulating your karma,
A division inflicted your paper arrow plane.
Your clay...

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I slept through it and then i never met you, but it's okay because we've bought clocks
elsewhere. and How the birds chirp and the ticks tock; the fist hands that broken song,
into our blood already...

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Lyrics Contest
Sponsor: Rob Carmack

Lyrics to "God Hates A Coward"

I sow my seed where the mandrake grows
No footsteps go beyond it
I eat the dirt
Where the rooster crows
Fresh rodeos, behold it

Check your pulse in your teardrops
Make you...

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Who the hell rings bells anymore
whether in a Capitalist society, a Theocracy, an Oligarchy,
or a Dictatorship

	the DING has sure been taken out of the
	rama dama ding dong

No ones home, the juries out
	G-d is dead?
	Shell, Chevron...

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I hear her calling tearing me 
In so many directions these sweet
Voices your voices my voices
Haunt me and I scream back at 
Them give me peace of mind in
Turmoil cause I still hear me utter
Letters...

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Like a living statue, the age-old tree
stoically stood there—anchored
and silently growing in majestic being.

At the tree trunk’s ground level, stood
a tiny squirrel—the happiest
of its anchored tenants—manipulating
its prized find with animal dexterity
mimicking that of a seasoned...

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I’ve wrestled with devil in blue grass.
That college that picks pockets 
and helps itself to damsels’ purses
fixed nooses just off seventy-five south, 
over Clay-way Bailey.

The viaduct that divides two states 
divides thieves from Potter Stewart’s...

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Armchair Warriors
They sit in their high-backed armchairs behind their ominous desks.
Fighting wars and hiding behind their outraged words.
Words that condemn the actions of history.
They criticize and condemn, 
with harsh words that judge

Their poisonous pens send...

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Lord what I'd give to go back in time.
Meet historical legends Wyatt Earp,
 Or Jessie James, let them leap off 
The written page, and live again.
Rough riders, shooting the colt 45,
Learning swiftness by the draw.
Badges...

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