Long Parole Poems

Self destructive wickedness arrested, convicted, and gaoled...

with kidnapping little boy 
ordered to suffer
life sentence without parole.

The deadly scourge of  
one obsessive/compulsive disorder
nearly left me starving to death.

Anorexia nervosa absent bulimia 
nadir of onset 
diagnoses...

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I discovered a poem longing in my heart, it is for you, 
And it is about you, my sweetheart. This poem resembles you.
I wrote it this morning, before the arrival of the auroral shadow.
Her words...

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In the dark of night a wind took hold,
With powers charged to shake the sky,
By moody swings of gods up high,
Their breath alone enraged and bold.

In the dark of night history spoke,
Of a world alive...

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She entered the parking lot of my townhome
devastated I was after several home invasion 
my stalker an accomplice after the fact of arson 
murderer of eight Ciro Gargano the sheer reason 
the FBI approached me...

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 Translation of Eric Mottram’s TIME SIGHT UNSEEN - Part Four by T. Wignesan


"Instead of an item in a school of rhetoric, the poem could have variety of articulations, continuity and discontinuity, sentence and parataxis,...

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While a part of my soul longs,
To be carried away,
Far far,
From myself,
To another world,
To a mountain top,
To a lonely place,
To where the air is thin and light,
To where sensations stop,
To where feelings end,
To where noise...

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“We may think of freedom, not as the right thing to do, but as the opportunity to do what is right.”              ...

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It was quite clear now my ex husband his accomplice Ciro gargano arson murderer used car salesman slash video gaming licensed to rent juke boxes cigarettes machines pin ball pool tables after serving seven years...

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GUILTY AS CHARGED!


Justice Romantic Romeo : Stand up in court!       
                  ...

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Perchè Sono Me (Why I am me)
I keep learning because I am tired of watching others fail. 
I speak because my mind wants to gain more knowledge. 
I will not follow others by the tail....

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My coping method fraught with utmost futility thus...

My professional treatment plan
predicated upon duress in extremis
hence Electroconvulsive therapy,
a last ditch effort I avail
and surrender self qua
to shock the monkey (me)
one (twenty first century)
obstinate bipedal hominid turncoat
optioned,...

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Beauregard Buchanan owned at least a dozen mansions, and chauffeured ‘round in exotic cars had never learned to drive,
So consequently...we who fought like hell to make ends meet...viewed him as, without a doubt - the...

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I feel like I live in a dark and dreary cave because drugs are my master and I am it's slave. I use all my day trying to calm that crave, or it wont let...

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MY LITTLE BOY
				by

			JOHN M. ARRIBAS		


Its so hard for me to accept and understand
Why fate dealt me such an unpleasant hand
I was perfectly happy as a household companion
I never had a cause of my own to...

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Write a limerick of your own about a Muppet. 
If you post it in a comment or in soup mail to me, 
and I find it appropriate, I'll add it on. ;-)


Sesame Street's Count von...

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We need no further
corporate monocultural information
about Donald Trump's degenerative past predicted
and predicated future trajectory,

No further need
to vigorously stir
frantic vengeance of liberally lavish lovers
against autocratic white privileged
stark patriarchal fundamentalists
for Winning Global Salvation
or Lose your worthless spiritualized...

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(alternatively titled: tardy duff fender of assertiveness,
especially after adjusting following insanity clause
affixed with rubber baby-buggy bumpers)

Methinks I nearly got snookered
courtesy CVS employee at store number 7569
(address: 1206 North Gravel Pike,
Zieglerville, Pennsylvania 19492)
September ninth, two thousand...

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Beating the Rhythm against my Eyes,
Making us Survive, There your Love lies!!
The Mirage in the Sunlight, Shimmering with its pristine reflection,
Flowing in its ain mood with no restriction!!
Glorious River-The awe-inspiring bank, has streams rushing aestheically...

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She was always looking for the light
or some shit
Just a sun ray or a beam
or a candle to be lit
The celestial lost in orbit
An eclipse, and she went with the wrong comet

even van Gogh couldn't...

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27.
Within love’s joy, we ever shine, 
the stars do shine so clear and fine, 
I share love with my Valentine.
Our love shall be a beating sun, 
lights the soul of everyone, 
my sweet lady, you...

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It was February 2002 (WWF Raw, WWF SmackDown!, and WWF No Way Out), that Jessica McCord and her then-husband, Jeff, killed Alan Bates and his new wife, Terra. Before their deaths, Alan "A.B." was in...

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Now here's a story everyone should 
know, 
About a young boy growing up in the 
ghetto. 

His father was murdered when the 
boy was just six,
Now he lives with his mom, who 
makes money ...

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Sitting on the bed, legs crossed, and still, 
She sits and wonders how her life could be so real 
that it's like a fantasy – a fantasy gone bad. 
She stops and smiles at herself...

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...Outside the French guns continued to screech,
a blast rocked them all, and opened a breach,
morale was fading, beginning to sag,
the next day the French sent out a truce flag.

Ned watched from afar, he could not...

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The following limericks are a continuation of: https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/wicked_marys_been_a_bad_girl_1381428


Mary was simply horrid, as a wee girl
She was naughty and selfish, a school yard churl
She picked on one lil kid
Oh, yes indeed she did
Took out her scissors...

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