Long Overuse Poems

THE INNER CHAMBER

Please.  Stop holding back on me.

Like a child standing at the neighborhood ice cream truck, arm outstretched, eyes huge, mouth watering.

I stand here longing to slip underneath your decades of cold-rolled steel...

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Say I:

On the websites I used to share, I was frequently amazed 
     Poems got greeted with silence; it seems eyes were quickly glazed. 

It’s as if I’d morphed into a...

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Ranking best 
health and safety options,

Our Project Team revisits potential resources
directions
options Win/Win inclusive,
Win/Lose defensive,
Lose/Lose mutually degenerative destruction

Outcome predictions
responding to long-experienced yields
of sacred organic relationships
and not so much secular mechanized Other
and Lesser Things

not always Capitalized Thoughts
with...

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CONFUSED WORLD:... 
THIS IS ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES... 
VERSE 1:
The world's totally confused,
If you do right you're contused.
To and fro, they go back to the magoos. 
Their systems make no amuse,
It only dismantle laid down routes;
Leading souls...

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For thirty years I’ve been a truckie who has driven far and wide,
Carting goods through day and night all across the countryside…
But hours spent upon the road, do not permit a set routine,
When it comes...

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Long, long ago
There was a princess
So lonely
so kind
she decided that she wanted a brother
She looked into the mirror, 
thus her brother was created
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I promise to serve you forever into the dark
No matter what happens to...

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A CRY FOR HELP.


O to live a life that's free of pain.
Will I ever see that day again?
I hope and pray I see that day,
For constant pain is now my way.

A simple accident did it...

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the tattoo on her eyebrow frowned

at the sight of yesteryear’s cutlass

the well-rounded blade had become

blunt dull and worn down from overuse 

and yet straight to the point of salvation


the pain cut unceremoniously deep

like a double-edged...

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The day they kidnapped you
Was the day I found myself lost.
I found myself mostly numb
In a frosted layer of my own tears --
My eyes now dried out from
Years of overuse.

I've never missed something this badly,
Even...

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My first major task today at 11AM on January 13, 2021 
finds me dropping my bride off for a pedicure appointment.
Rather than pick her up later, I decided to wait for her.
I spot a parking...

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"When the Grim Reaper asked for my spirit,
I told him to take my poetic pen.
He walked away smiling, leaving me illiterate."

In the mystical wilderness of virtual poetry,
surrounded by metaphors that mystify my mind,
I've become a...

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Should’ve realized it faster;
Scrolling on phone would be a disaster!
Only a few hours left until the deadline;
How I wish I could rewind

It wasn’t my plan to overuse
those time-vortex apps to be amused;
I unlocked my phone...

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Hey!  you over there in Texas in good old America

        ask your peoples to shed a tear or two over there

      ...

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dawn's over-usage 

Again, again I hear another use of the word dawn in a poem,
in a phrase, in a conversation ... in my headache
... another sweet dawn, another morning dawn,
... another break of dawn, dawn's...

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she leans in space
spins with grace
rotates, vibrates
regenerates

her only disgrace...
hosting the human race

call it abuse; our overuse
neglect with few regrets

past civilizations
cease to exist

do we believe
we're immune?

are we so arrogant
ignorant and blind
not to see reality?

generations give
generations take...

now...

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It enters one's life quietly; as silent as
the falling snow: the need for a few
additional hours or minutes of sleep.

As the years progress and the hair takes
on a silver sheen the bones and muscles
that sprang...

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"Images"
The God that never was, puts one shoe on at a time
And spends four hours in the make-up room 
Putting on mascara and eye liner for the darker look 

Occult man of seemingly rebellious nature...

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Inside familiar folds of my hanging apron
I encounter a blinkless miniature figurine
Glossy, posable, plastic as a Lego creation
Loyal component of kitchen enforces routine 

Breakfast allures with buttery muffins toasted
Lunch- a- lot predicts sandwich towers teetering
Dinner...

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# Inspired by many people who overuse hash-tag for absolutely no reason whatsoever! (#):

# You’re acting like a fool, 
experimenting on every flavored pills!
Hash-tagging is worthless – 
Who gets hash-tagging thrills?
You’re just looking for fame...

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As we ransack Grandma's jumbled attic 
in her  blatant old house,
numerous ladybugs and even a mouse 
snared in yellow dust, layered thick.

A rusty dress form displays only a hat
and a distant wall sports a...

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Hand surgeon, aptly named Charlie 
Had a habit most folk view bizarrely
Each day before patients lay on his table
He sniffed a line or two which made him able
To slice and dice, hyped up head felt...

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trudging up the stairs                               to...

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The jury is out,
On whether, in a century from now,
Humans will still have the capacity,
For the personal touch.

A lot depends on what we teach our children,
On the subject,
Will we instill them with so much fear?
That...

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Working, job search, cleaning, interviews and so much to do,
When does one have time to claim leisure just for you,
Then jealousy clicks in, why do others have so much time?
Then the truth filters in that...

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Hash tag Mary Jane
The hackers just stole your name.
They know the name of your favorite pet.
The street you were born.
How your parents met. 

Hash tag Mary Jane
You threw a bash but no one came. 
Surrounded...

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