Long One shot Poems

This is the story of mad Molly Shaw
She might be mad now but she wasn’t before
she came home to find her man dead on the floor
She lay down her bible and let out a roar...

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"The Messenger"

Love is rich with 
venom and honey. 

there was a female ...

snake, 
it watched 
with green-eyed 
avarice, covetting
a dove’s nest

the dove, 
was white as snow, 
not young, getting on,
tiny flecks of grey

the dove 
alone,...

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Eric Mottram on the American literary and cultural scene during 1965-66 while he was the recipient of the American Learned Societies’ award for a year. (begun in the last post and to be continued)

January 2,...

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And still his death haunts webbed wide world post American Civil War

Preface: On the evening of April 14, 1865, while attending a special performance of the comedy, "Our American Cousin," President Abraham Lincoln was shot.

President...

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Ford's Theater, April 15th, 1865...
Petersen House, Washington, D.C.

I admit to own a passion
for the Civil War in general,
and the life and death of
the sixteenth president in particular
between a hard spot of whiskey
and draughts of arrack;
nonetheless...

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Night! 
It’s around nine thirty 
maybe ten. 

The phone rings. 
The voice is irritating, the words frightening.

Within minutes I’m in a car with my mate. 
Within minutes I arrive at my own ground zero. 
Exit...

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I I’m constantly rehearsing 
On my versing 
Never sliding or swerving
My Rhymes play
Like a wordsmith
I’m Cleverly disguised as a responsible adult
Remembering to stay humble
And claim my guilt and my fault
The Wisest Man once said what’s...

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There is a water glint,
just shining through the copse beyond.
Autumn's sinking sun, 
barred by spindle trees and the last 
of summer's brindled reeds 
and sedge and rush that fringe this stilling pond.
.
 
Damp leaves hide...

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If you were to ever be placed in the situation in which there would only be one way out, would you hold our secret tight to your chest like a solemn vow
Just like the traditional...

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When the ocean’s calm and shiny it be joyous to behold
When the spyglass sights Port Royal there be good rum to be sold
When a pirate holds the spyglass and his ship be filled of gold
Might...

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A gentleman dressed all in black, hides amongst the shadow realm,
This inquisitions exorcist fights on the altar of justice
And faith, a white knight of the elliptical moon, defending
The mortal souls of humanity, on this thin...

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The Gunslinger 

There once was a honest man, a man of iron and steel
Vengeance filled his heart, a lust for blood so surreal
No one knows what calamity has forged his evil ways
Or of what rages...

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If my rhymes rugged and clucking might be
As it would better fit to wretched hole
Above which are pointing all rocks to see,

I would express my concept as a whole
More clearly; but since I do not...

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I’m a renegade
When the pen to page
Sharp enough 
To give your tongue a fade
Verbally I’m like a razor blade
I cut straight to the point
Ain’t got time to waste
I’m not tryin to rap

Cause I stay writing
Strike...

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The road was long, the night was cold,
A stranger walked into the town.
His coat was torn, his hat pulled low,
His weary eyes fixed on the ground.

The streets lay still, the lamps burned low,
Behind locked doors,...

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To the lord’s holy house did I this honest man so go,
On this Sabbath day of rest, to praise the almighty God
In the ancient chapel of worship, but low if I’d only
Known what lurked in...

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Petersen House, Washington, D.C.  

(i admit to own a passion for the Civil War in general, 
and the life and death of 
the sixteenth president in particular).

between a hard spot of whiskey 
 ...

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Hey Joe ,I gotta Gun, you know you better run, this time your woman shot you down
  ' anywhere you run you know she 's gotta gun..so go on baby try and hide.'
 ...

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The man shook and said, “They wanted some fun,
but the boy was small, he started to bleed.
Patrick threw him out back, said, ‘This one’s shot,
but we have others to see to our needs.’”

Dalton’s face darkened...

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Vino
Vinny
Vino
Vinny
There was no doubt I was seeing double
Vinny poured another glass
I actually think it was whiskey
There we sat, at the back of the Angelos Steak and Kill
The joke wasn’t lost on many
The joint was dark...

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Something strange did come over me
just a couple of years ago,
a way of confronting the world
that I think many never know.
The realization that others
will never truly know my mind,
so living by their opinions
would be truly...

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Last night, I stared out of the bedroom window
As I did, a few long years ago
I saw the fading image of a lost sad man
Wandering frantically in a twisted limbo
Subtlety I asked “why was he...

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MY AGE

My age is nothing but a number, nothing but a slumber that I can’t wake from, this is what I’ve done. I’ve looked around and found that the matter of the fact is life...

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That goofball husband of hers brought her to this joint to see her get drunk for the very first time. She actually plugged her nose trying to sip her first glass of beer. Good grief....

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No limits
No life’s
Dark storms run & hide
Commit to the thought of living sewer side
In the grime and grit of a rat plagued sewer
Thinking an end to the problem, the pain, the cure 
Drowning in sorrow,...

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