Long Pj Poems

"The Strange Case of F.T."



They say the dead don’t talk
the stories I have calculated
to deliver a saving grace 
confessional shared amongst 
my equal peers, or so I deem 
you somewhat sometimes seem,
less than me, you...

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"The Sleeper and The Supernaturalist"


The Sleeper
shone as she walked 
through the Woods

shining alive 
like nothing
natural could

caught 
in the moonlight 
unaware

the innocent
red-caped roses stared
the trees whispered,

"beware, beware"

barefoot softly 
the Supernaturalist 
transfigures instead

from under shine 
she bares...

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I’m so siced about the Barbie movie. I just watched the latest trailer. I felt a fluttering in the stummy.

Peter’s birthday was May 1st. “What do you want for your birthday?” I’d asked.
“A flash for...

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the war within

spinning...uncontrolably
friends betrayals
I give give give...
they take take take...
fear...aching fear inside
money...****ing money
IRS...college...utilities...everybody
stomach is sour...queezy
children abused...even killed
adults like gangsters...evil
when will it end?
how can we stop it?
troops must live like animals
surviving off the government
government...what a joke
people...

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"50 Words for Poe: Revenant"


Everywhere he looks for Her his melancholic Ghost Girl
does our lachrymose ignoble Phantom in his own thunder storm


In the Wind Song he listens
Her elusive whispers hail from another dimension 
echolocation through...

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city limits;on 2nd street and elizabeth avenue,near a tire shop,and its where billy 
the kid the out law lived and died;as brushy bill,so sad,yet here stood by those 
very same street names in real life,his...

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It was love at first sight seeing your furry faces. 
To scoop you up and take you to various places. 
Me and Ash are so happy to be your mom and dad. 
Your shenanigans made...

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“Arms Full of Linnet Wings”

In the garden 
that afternoon 
she planted seeds
in their ripe minds
their eyes looking
up to hers their 
irises dazzling 
in the late afternoon
sunshine wide open
as if waiting hungrily 
for more food 
she...

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The Story about Pjamas
Starts all in the warm BAhamas
 See there sits a willow tree
Whom holds the wondrous key.

Pj was a chikened cat
Eatin steak made him fatt
yET one day he went to the farm
with not...

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How I cherish this time of the day,

When my lover passes by. That gleam in her eye,

Letting me know, her intention is true,

And now it is time to play.



Like smoke she lingers before me,

With a...

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(center)
Beyond the gentle drops of rain,
That crawl softly down my face,
Mingle tears of my heartfelt pain,
Drawn from this putrid, human race.

Their clothes were soaked in warm blood,
Spilt by rebels behind the wall,
Bystanders wading into the...

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I’m waiting for one of ‘those calls’
That involves a dear friend,
May not have seen him since last fall,
But ‘E-N-D’ still spells end.

He is in good hands,
Or so they all say,
Tagged name in a band,
In case...

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Women over 50 are Invisible
(according to one source)

But…isn’t that a superpower?

Please don’t notice me
wearing the same black leggings
three days in a row
Content to sit on my couch
trash t.v., pumpkin pie breakfast
Don’t listen to me
imitate British...

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He was born to Joseph and Delia near Galway Bay,
  He lived on a farm and there he would stay.
With Oliver, Kitty, Sean, Gertie and Annamae,
  And with Maureen, Eugene, Eamon and PJ.

Two...

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Charon demands us to disrobe
Sell your layers for coins
Some with less have more to trade
Better than becoming chained ghosts
Our suits and dresses tie us down
Being nude again will be sobering
After a year of stripping down...

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Pretty double dipping fingers,
smooth peanut butter skin quality
Jelly coated lies that lip lingers ... 
has a heart so sticky and slippery

Welcoming the curious to come take a bite of guise,
lust smeared desire tasted between white...

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"The Croquis"



I draw what is required
from the Russian Doll
embracing my mind

Heart-shaped,
a planchette to guide
the necrophonic void

eternal,
recalcitrant,
answers back like a child

automatic

white chalk drawing 
whispers from a Ouija board 
guided by spectral voices 

charcoal shadows dark
cling fast...

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The Lady From Afar

(verse 1 by Jimmy Boom Semtex/Nick Armbrister. Verse 2 by P.J. Reed)

I see the lady from afar. She looks away, not from me but from something else. I'm unsure what. It appears...

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one day you may wake up look in the mirror and tell yourself your hot 
but another you may point out everything that is wrong with you out 
and ask yourself where did i come...

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 I could always feel the cracks,
Long before they appeared,
But to whom could I confide,
Without feeling so weird?

More than a minor headache,
Less than a migraine,
It was just a constant trickle,
A delicate stream of pain.

Resonating with...

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The sweeper was there in the club that day,
But I was too busy and could not stay,
He donated his time and gave us a smile,
Until he dropped one day while jogging a mile.
 
The red-nosed...

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The sweeper was there in the club that day,
But I was too busy and could not stay,
He donated his time and gave us a smile,
Until he dropped one day while jogging a mile.
 
The red-nosed...

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Scapes and Tales
Hearts and Fences
Tales of Joe Louie McMar

Book 1 - Canadian Bacon

Of Belle and Beaux
When I See You I Miss You
Marjorie and Isabella
The Jester and DeLilah
Peaches and Cream
The Struggle
Laura Can You Hear Me
Laura
Laura Mean
Canadian...

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At first we were creatures,
Now here we all are,
In this celestial lab,
Within a glass jar.

Pleading our innocence,
Underneath the scope,
Perched on our doorsteps.
Searching for hope.

Beneath the heavens,
Under the sheets,
Just a boy and a girl,
Two insignificant beasts.

Within...

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A veil of silence trickles across the floor,
Dusty slither of light projects from the door,
Her shadow creeps softly out from toe,
Awaiting her lover of friend and foe.

Slithering light snaps open into space,
Painted innocence sits upon...

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