Long Outtakes Poems

MOVING FORWARD
REHAB
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Moving forward, my time at rehab. 

One door and corner at a time.
On time here at the door.
There, at the table. Eat or play. Group it.
Bracelets hold us together and drag us...

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Stevie Ray's guitar spurred the 1980s blues boom.
He wasn't like any other guitarist.
Inspired by Buddy Guy, Albert King, and Albert Collins...
He linked blues and rock in the late 1960s.
He ruled the American blues from 1983...

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Two dog night

A stillness had crept in under a cloak 
of finely sculptured snowflakes, descending 
quietly from an oppressively heavy sky. 
It blanketed deserted streets
 that longed for the busy life 
they had been built...

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ghosts pass us all the time
   like ugly gray clouds
      wrinkling smiles
         of smooth baby skin
turbulence shakes
   we...

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Restless in the cradle night.
I spin and curl,
witless I puzzle over
a timeworn conundrum of self.

The brain buzzes on
being its usual endless blunt toothed saw. 
The body belches and rumbles
as it tirelessly works to produce 
the...

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If you could read my emotions
You’d probably lose focus
Be honored by my closeness
Honored that I wrote this
If you could hear my whispers
And see my gestures 
You’d see how my words could affect her’s
If you could...

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Title 1

"The forest is my loyal friend A Delphic shrine to me." ... by Ralph Waldo Emerson

The written word bears roots abound
Hail favored mist of hallowed ground
Announced breathtaking full-filled air
Spreads out enjoyment summons fair
Forgiving trailed...

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My Faith My Way My Daybreak


I have never backed down when it matter most
I will keep walking until my feet no longer can move on there own
My death will have no meaning in my heart...

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My muse is on fire, she burns at the stake 
  guilty of poetasting, and glaring mistakes
  Inferior rhymes with old Monoku outtakes 
  blaze all around her, as embers are raked...

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A dark and faceless bedroom
consents to talk with me awhile.

The brain buzzes on
being its usual endless 
blunt toothed saw. 
The body belches and rumbles
as it tirelessly works to produce 
the odd snort or snore.

All is...

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If only you see
Kin and kind lovely


No need to forsake
Such clumsy outtakes


If only you can
Glimpse and understand


No need to set fire
Odd luck that attires


If only you know
Sad pangs of I'll-flow


No need to cut out
Pieces of...

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corruption, discrimination, feelings, judgement, nonsense, poets, spoken word,

ScatterBrain/ Misdeeds! ©


From my scrambled mind brews quagmires of twaddle--- 
I try to assimilate wisdom with lyrics….  
My mouth slags ‘lost’ for proficient words ---
And fall short...

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