Long Overs Poems

Bright lights, big city...
bright lights, big city dreams...
please just take me away tonight
Let me rest on your elegance tonight
I have no energy left to spend in reality
so please knock me unconscious
just to be in the...

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I stood at the top of our dirt driveway looking back at our two-story house. It's kind of a long house where, from our second-floor windows, you can see cars driving on the lane road...

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OUR BABY GIRL TURNS 21

ON 1ST JULY 1990~ THE ANGELS DID SOMETHING ALMIGHTY
FROM HEAVEN THEY SENT US OUR LIFE-LONG DESIRE-A PRECIOUS DAUGHTER TO LOVE AND ADMIRE.
TRUE TO YOUR NATURE YOU ARRIVED WITHOUT FUSS OR PAIN--THE...

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“They look good,” he said to Joulupukki as he stepped out of the sleigh.   “Flying in, they looked like a totally different team, but I thought you were going to run them, test...

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I was raised in one of those white nationalist churches,
passing itself off as a Christian evangelical Bible church,
where "evangelical" meant fundamental
and "fundamental" meant we did not interpret scripture
but accepted it as God's literal trans-historical Word
of...

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Malnourishment is the song from the pans whose empty hold could offer no more products to be boiled and whirled. They were quite sad having been bought then hung. Hung. Sparkly signalling stale sales. Stale...

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Life is not cricket: though a game of cricket reflects life 
It portrays real-life conditions; from cradle to urn 
Starting with toss of a coin; ends in pulling bails off
Just as cricket life is simply...

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I shan't try and be witty an engage in the norm 
peeking through such pain my eyes see dim 
as crushing temporal lesion push against 
soft tissue endings pounding my optic nerves 
from my forehead...

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Addictions, restrictions, afflictions, decisions,
A needle, a bottle, step down hard on that throttle!
Disaster, no more laughter, destruction for years after.
Placate, eradicate, fornicate, masturbate,
Addiction.  Restriction.  Addiction.

No more art, no more heart, another false start.
No...

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I will only write funny poems 
as I don't feel like I want to do anything else
Why are we so lazy at times?
Is it something that we ate
Or are we just natural born lazy?
I like...

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Time is a cheeky bastard.
You can't rewind it.
There are no do overs.
Depending where your time starts,
Decides your memories, you don't decide.
Your surroundings create how you feel about yourself and others.
Love, trust, feelings, emotions ingrained in...

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Both of my daughters 
have married and moved on
both now have lives 
and homes of their own 

both their “old” bedrooms
now empty of them
their laughter 
and music  

still harbour their presence
their energy and love
and...

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That kiss 
tasted like warm sunlight
toasting the tongue 
with honeyed sun 
and promises 

on a blue sky day

That kiss 
reached far into one
seeking to open words
locked inside let out
like crysallis butterflies

wet and warm, shaking, fluttering...

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I have friends in low places,
Creative as created in our Creator's image,
No two exactly alike,
But more alike then different,
If one could pull back the curtain, 
Title reads 'kind' when it need read 'hateful',
I'm not a...

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Within the pillow case universe, on the sacred night of Halloween,
There was a disturbance in the natural force of the candy zone,
And this is what began the legendary saga, of the goodie treats
Positive sweetness vs....

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I am so called the eastern kingdom
who’s not exposed to the great waters
but guided by surrounding civil allies
and a onetime powerful authority
whose staff has been completely crushed
after the first global disaster
caused by a twin fatal...

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It was hard before but now am used
I remember when i first came here
Dad had slept forever 
Mum was hidden in the grave
Enjoying sleep as uncle chose
To rape me daily
Aunt would force me to feed...

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I missed you, you were here then gone, no one saw you go, you didn’t wave, I just didn’t see those eyes anymore, and yes it's lonely, wondering what it was like to have someone...

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Exracted from Gerald Nforche's Epic, The Slave's Tale


-Across the Atlantic, 1793-


We cry out cursing to our very gods
Whilst mokala and plotters lead us in lots.
And slaves we have become, slaves we are groomed
And setting in...

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There are only a certain amount of
the truly good things life has to offer 
1 single person can expect to experience in one's lifetime given our human limitations

Like a cancer patient hearing a doctor tell...

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Orphaned Slab 
         by Odin Roark

They call me a foundation
once supporting siding and stone
wire
plumbing
shingles

Through the doors of my house
trailed family and friends
across kitchen floor
slanted slightly
letting Benny’s agate...

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GREEDY AND JEALOUSY

The haves and the have not, they all stand at equal pulverized
Stretching their hands for arms giving, yes we are all vulnerable and vagabonds
Having money is valueless in the absence of helping hand,...

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Memories, Long Sad Journey,
     
Bitter cold that Saturday morning, late in November 1969, I could see my breath parading before me. No breakfast as I had quietly left the house and...

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Whenever I make a mistake my mind drifts to my little league coach back when I played the game…I’m sorry to say as the years have passed I have forgotten his name.

You see I loved...

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Worth and numbers rarely go hand in hand.
Producing seeds which will rot and be eaten by the locust 
makes barrenness a special kind of blessing.
So pay attention and lend me your mind oh child
b'cos from...

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