Long Off color Poems

I love women who gracefully dance
And sweetly sing; and women who 
Avidly read and who brilliantly think;
I love women who love to love—

And who despise to hate—and who 
Receive and give of themselves, as well....

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Yes, indeed, Mr. John Heck is the winner with his answer-"Tulips"; His reasoning 
is as follows...Keyboard humor; a somewhat off color joke I've heard, and 
apparently, so has John, which goes: What's better than roses...

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The poet Marshall Mathers
whilst "Cleaning Out My Closet"
blasted with inquiry-

"Have you ever been hated on or discriminated against?
I have...''

Interesting enough
in these crooked times
it is impossible to make a man like you,
or your art,  
especially...

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My voice
Alive with tone
Yet sharply censored
By a mind's take on years
Of historical notes

Tongue no longer sweetened 
By optomism
Or spiced with
Mischievous humor
Suddenly all I taste is
So dry
So predictably dull

Night steps forward quickly
Like a woman whose
High heels...

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A lilac endeavor
of promised importance
came strolling along
on a path in the sun
Its fragrance unfurling
this side of September
when springtime was singing
for winter was done
With meadowlarks chatting
in off color language
while watching the roses
now bloom by the wall
She...

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...But worst is the true believers,
the ones who buy into this crap,
who spend their days lurking online,
just seeking a place to attack.
Not working, being productive,
and not thinking with any depth,
looking out for some ‘-istaphobe’
that they...

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All is still and quiet on the drill pad.
Even night still sleeps at zero dark-thirty.
Celestial bodies lend their light, but sparingly.
Though their contribution will hardly be noticed once
she begins their day.
In her head she goes...

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Mallory Hicksby
lived all alone in the basement
of the Bates Hotel

Each night he could hear
Norman and his mother arguing
through the thin walls that had an off-color smell

He lived all alone
He was just a lonely person,
someone who...

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A piece of me, forged from molten memories..
  of patchwork stability
Changes of scenery....haggard, humble backdrops
  Questionable casts of characters...
Scripts written in off-color obscenity and derangement
 
 An old soul removed from a separate...

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The cry is a teardrop, unheard
Among all the others in a curtain of teardrops.
You stand in the rain that falls out of nothing
The way gray cats move through back street alleys...
The way we learn to...

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Beautifully crafted from end to end
Made even the wealthy squill
   An ark prepared to safely swim
Captain Andrews behind the wheel

   Remarks were made, degrading God
The very one who crafted the sea
...

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Ok I am going to trot this one out once again
not knowing if it will be better received than
When it flopped in Peoria.

I love to hear people laugh.I love to have a part in making...

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Can't make me love you less than vapor’s cloud spins pillowed nest,
Or star condemns implosion that brings elements to life!
Should your love find a treasured home in someone else's chest,
Will nature shrug off color if,...

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I raise my glass up high,
for every bleeding wrist,
and for the times we'll miss.
I hang on till the bitter end.
Like the last bit of flesh,
that clings to a rotting skull.
   

Feeling fine, I...

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The time was an earlier yesterday 
middle town America back in an earlier yesteryear
a time when life moved so much slower
neighbors helped neighbors and people had time to chat 
there was a time when you...

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Remember when summers were fun?
   When the days were long and you were gone
      From just after dawn 'till the setting sun

Remember when summers were fun
  ...

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Who is the ugliest at the ugly bug ball?
Is it the hideous gnat or giraffe so tall?
Could it be that spitting camel with the ugly hump?
Or the orangutan with the butt that makes us jump?

Mayhaps...

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You're a camera obscura, a broken bell's rings,
You made me dance slowly on sad phantom strings.
You always had the slightly off-color touch,
Your insensitive skin never softened up much.

Our meals were quiet with subtle trespass,
Off like...

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Let us color
the colors
in their right
shades and hues;

Is white, white?
Or, red, green 
and blue, too?
Red is red but
Green is not green--
It’s yellow and blue,
As yellow is
red and green.

Black is black,
It's in black and white
Black as...

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in faces lined like glaciers
sometimes there's loneliness 
that cuts a tow line to safety
air of flux and hostility
over dazed eyes
turbulent modernity

sometimes we yearn for elegance
like a warm shoulder
its edge of acceptance
fitted with precision 

yearn to...

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The mighty Oak,Shoots towards the sky, 
reaching high with out stretching arms. 
Stunted only by heritage, broad shoulders
carry any burden. Slow and low lights burn 
the longest. Resended only by limitations, withered, 
shown in rings,...

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I finally ficsed my scatter brained poetic mind
My friend Bacster gave me an unorthodocs answer
He informed me about tacses and IRS back pay
We discussed the ecsploitation of a falsified matrics
As well as why acse murderers...

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The sun shined through the window
An unexpected gift today
Coming through overcast skies
Light shining, as it wants to play

Casting dancing shadows in the breeze
Warming the cool morning air
We sit on the edge of autumn
With a beautiful...

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Misshapen thoughts  

Held beyond oblivion,
shackles cut the flow,
chains of corroded memories
wrapped tightly 
around my windmill brain
Squeezing life, in or out,
pooling on a jagged earth
Grimacing contorted gestures
and pointed fingers heckle
as I am dragged through the...

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Misshapen thoughts
-

Held beyond oblivion,
shackles cut the flow,
chains of rusted memories
wrapped tightly 
around my windmill brain
Squeezing life, in or out,
pooling on a jagged earth
Grimacing contorted gestures
and pointed fingers heckle
as I am dragged through the streets
of my...

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