Long Peeping tom Poems

Naked trees standing tall
Wearing no clothes at all
Naked trees standing tall
Listening to the nasty brawl
Moonlight is shining brightly
With its trousers hanging haphazardly
Stars are peeping through  dark windows
looking at my dirty pillows 
and getting ready...

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each gleaming candle with it's yellow glow, surrounds her beauty like an aura. Her 
eyes are like a cats..sparkling with curiousity and wonder as she swirls in her dress 
skirts around her chamber. I feel...

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As the hourglass gets filled with sand,
they take time to ask me who I am,
but who are YOU?      to ask such a question...

Did I invite you into my world,
with bright...

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OFFENSIVE !!


Gus Ferenski had a problem. It was a beautiful day outside. The rebel sun gazing down 
like a peeping Tom. 
The factory air, fresh and clean 
as a San Francisco hippie. 
The leaves were...

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Many (con)-ARTIST are drinking more than the soup
A kidnapping of the mind
Confessions/conspiracy/rounded up in groups
Interrogation on a  prowler /who's words robbed us blind
Corrupting our hearts/ tagged by graffiti/ imaginary art!

Rambling beloved words left to...

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My Mother-In-Law has passed 
    so she is no longer here.
Mixed feelings I have 
    but a little less fear.
She was not my big fan, 
   ...

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with noticeable burgeoning bosom in the offing, ahoy
this baby faced blubbery bosom beastie boy
fast becoming a bra man,
and might hire himself out
as a male wet nurse for employ

ment, cuz when stark naked on shark tank,
I...

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Fast asleep,
Slumbering in the other world,
Spirit at work,
The future opened to the spirit,
Half dead,half alive,
The sweetness of the tongue,
The mind at peace,
The body ennui,
Ears opened wide to the earth,
Brain unstable as the hearth,
Fastness of the...

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The Cinematic Film Treatment as Poetic Element 
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Sagitanis Goes 'Bow Wow' 

Nightingale Sagitanis is a homeless woman suffering chronic and debilitating bouts of near-terminal existential ennui and muscatel intoxication until, in the midst of...

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Tiny Window to the World



Marooned in the consuming gloom
Cut away from escape or from egress
Between me and the Wild World
Ly a tiny window
Through which I espy the world
By an open vista to teeming life 
Sprawling...

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I didn’t mean to invade her privacy,
I was simply taking the trash out late that night;
I never noticed how from the back of the house
You could see right into her bedroom when she turned on...

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7/3/2018
A waxing crescent moon shed a sliver of mystified light on the silhouette of the lonely shadow of a woman. 

She sat cross legged on a chunk of hard Earth overlooking a circular abyss of...

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[FLUSH =  Fearless League of Unlikely Super Heroes]
                          ...

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I did not realize I am a waiting room peeping tom princess until today.
When I first arrived, I made a mistake and laughed when an
older lady was yelling into the phone about what a
loser her...

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We dreamed in a dream
That we were on the beach
The girls in costume
But the ghost was within reach

Iolanda and Danielle on the beach did they stand
Whilst Karen and Barbara, skipped with Carolyn in hand
Unknown to...

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I think of my sexuality 
The same way I think of chemistry class:
Pretty often, 
And with a definite air
And complete and utter confusion.
I believe I had exactly one day 
Of sexual conviction-
I came out to...

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I like to make things grow
I’m very good at it.
I use my spade and dig quite deep
All sorts of bugs I like to meet.

Ladybirds live together just like in a kibutz
They are very friendly, but...

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Hes been just about everywhere I've been
from when I was born up till now,
instead of going by my birth name
goes by my 9 numbers with the dash-es,
knows my hair color, height and weight
color of my...

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Pretty adorned in scarlet Red
from head to toe undergarment
included

She goes by the name I believe
of those who know her affectionately
as

Roxanne 

With matching lipstick and eyeshadow

She has no need for blush as her cheeks
always seem plentiful...

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Here's another story, I just made up
About a mailman, that we'll call "Tom"
He was kinda ugly, bald and fat
He really wasn't the bomb 

Tom was nice to everyone
As crazy as that sounds
He'd wave and say...

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I don’t believe there is such a thing as a mirror,
Because this so called reflection is not really me.
I think he is a stranger that moved  into my house,
For the man that I see...

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A letter arrived from Aunt Mabel, always a keeper
She was delighted I bought myself a Bissell sweeper
Said they are best, but I could have gotten it cheaper,
Seems her nephew is in more trouble, getting deeper
I...

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When we retired we were so inspired:
To live free and rest from our labors.
This mobile home park has lived up to the mark,
But oh, goodness gracious, the neighbors.

Jay the old peeper can snoop through the...

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I'm ensnared in cobwebs crocheted with time,
Prostrate on wild moss,lies my woman sublime;
Stupored with cannabis and some weed looks like slime:
Life seems in darkness,unfit for the swine;
Her eyes prismatic hues,are the enchanting clues;
These senses lie...

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I heard that those French girls were raunchy as hell 
I thought I’d go find me a young mademoiselle
I’m no work of art and I’m well past my best
But I’ve had a wash and I’ve...

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