Long Picture perfect Poems

Everybody love to say they’re number one,
but it takes two
to make beautiful music, 
so we’re told
Pitch perfect
That one favorite song two lovers have,
it never gets old
After ninety nine repeats, 
it sounds one zero zero multiple...

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It is not just Santa Claus who we meet in cold December— 
There is “Carolina,” and she’s the beauty of a winter picture perfect 
With luscious long coal black curly hair far down on her...

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Reflections upon mine gender identity redux

Although heterosexual 
predilections punctuated
physiological pulsations 
about five inches below
innie belly button of mine 
showcasing undersize
male member, when fully erect 
not much to crow
about, contributed 
diminished masculinity within
body electric regarding 

wordsmith...

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- A Most Irish Fairy Tale – Merry Christmas to All

It’s not just Santa Claus who we meet in the very cold of December; 
There is “Carolina,” and she’s the beauty of a winter picture...

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A short video that I watched this morning said it all.                        ...

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Nancy the queen, was surprised to see
A blind old man standing outside her brothel.
Big Smile bright teeth, face full of glee
She thought he must have lost his marbles.

In his hand he held a bouquet of...

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The waters trickling under the
crossing bridge grows ever dormant

And on the one and only discernable
route into this village languishing beneath
there is a old rickety swinging sign that says

" Welcome to Eden "

We trust you enjoy...

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She smiled at him, from a distance.
Imagination, betraying trust.
Mesmerized; he moved towards her.
His heart was racing, his mind.

Looked liked she landed from heaven.
Wearing a yellow skirt, red tops.
And a laced white jacket over her,
Perfect bosom
Her...

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It's early morning and a message just came in...
Reached out for my phone without a pause to think...

Turns out to be a video clip of a white family saloon car..
Somewhere, some place on some undetermined...

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My Liquor language, and bottle babble, is giving you and on slaw of curses an 
voodoo spells. The heat from lips that can singe the devil feet in 
hell.Contemplate; contemplate the real side of the...

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Lucky ones

Your pay is to break, to hurt, be bent and stink,
 the bank is your body, selling labor the means.

A wage is a a wave of dread 
	for the very dinner on your plate.
Again...

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in your own backyard
people being tortured by a game
of making your life unfair
without breaking any laws
people like charles manson have proved it
a manipulative emotional blackmail
of lies they are told
that they then experience

Martyred by my sex...

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First borne kin of me loin, why just like yesterday 
Unbeknownst to this then unpracticed dada how tempus fugit 
   Will in a brief flash (like time lapse photography) steal a way
Thine eldest...

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In the Middle East, far south of Sweden,                           ...

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You always aspired to the distinguished air
That tends to attend the depths of despair,
Strove to emanate the sophistication
You associate will suicidal tendencies

Wallow in an elegant depression,
A pretty little picture perfect portrait
Of a contemporary damsel in...

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"What's a camera"?, some people may ask,
"A Kodak with an automatic flash",
A device to capture a certain place,
To remember unique features of a face.

But the camera I own, you can't see,
It's actually a part of...

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I became a creative in order to express myself. I realized at an early age that I was what you'd call a reject of the system. I poured out of every package they try to...

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A Pesky Mosquito….. Again

Here I am, palms and fingers slightly raised and finely poised to pen enthralling verses of prose….
Netbook computer nestled snugly on this messy table top that’s a bag lady’s treasure trove…
Creative juices...

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Sonnet for an angel 
Her perfect harmony cannot fit within the confines
Of the syllabic iambic pentameter
Breaking through the chambers 
Racing to the top floor
Let me be the first to meet 
her, rays of love and...

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I had a dream last night. It was very concise but interesting.  Rather revelatory, but not prophetic in the usual way. There was a class with a facilitator encouraging input based on a lesson...

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Sometimes
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From sagging huts up in the hills, 
We watched the tourists flash their bills. 
They piled our harvest on their plates, 
While soup and scraps were all we ate. 

The flames lick up from garbage...

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My wife and I have lived in our present home for more than 14 years, and I think that the loveliest time of the year in our community is the fall season. One look at...

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Poet:  Ken Jordan
Poem:  Sun Of Summer 
Edited by:  Sparkle Jordan 
written:  June/2015 



       Winters gone now, and its falling 
snow, and icy crystals, have liquefied...

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Nearby runs a mountain stream, purified with crystal rays
Of sunshine, in the pines a wild wind flows downwards
Brushing against the thickets, oh what a beautiful country,
For which I dwell in, at serenity’s farthest edge of...

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