Long Pneumonia Poems

2003 TAMPA FLORIDA I CRIED OUT TO THE FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION ARLINGTON HEIGHTS ILLINOIS JAMAICAN THIEVES BROKE INTO MY HOME RIPPING PAGES IN JOURNAL ARSON MURDER DYNAMITE CIRO GARGANO MY EX ABUSIVE HUSBANDS TORCHED...

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It's peaceful here in my backyard.
The crows sound happy
with warm October sunlight.

I just read about a deadly gathering in Las Vegas.
Absence of sun-drenched peace.
Inconvenient this time of lost loss.
Death is always inconvenient,
even when invited.

A veteran,
about...

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From ISIS to J HORE totally 
unafraid of the JIHAD domestic 
threat arriving to end my 
life over my American poetry 
accompanying Rasta yago 
waving a 9MM driving a 
Tahoe parked next to her 
dark...

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News release woman gets only 
four years for stabbing five people 
with a large butcher knife saying 
I’m going to Mort you why would 
Wisconsin concealed a butcher 
knife dangerous weapon out the 
hands of...

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As I awakened to the night terrors again it's 3am. I know I'm being monitored in my own home Ciro Gargano installs cameras to watch my every movement in order to know when I write...

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IT'S BEEN AWHILE PERHAPS EIGHT BEFORE THE MURDERS YOU SEATED WITH JAMAICAN JAY TOWNSEND JOHNSON HENRY ATTEMPTING TO OBSTRUCT JUSTICE IN THE 1984 CHRISTMAS DAY ARSON THAT RESULTED IN 8 ELDERLY PERSONS DEATH GOD ONLY...

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Is how it all began our beautiful thing we both knew it was arcade concealing it the way we did and was we wrong for protecting the jukebox the many simple pleasures hidden treasures would...

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COPING HEALING SUFFERING MY ILLNESSES HAD BEGUN TO TAKE THEIR TOLLS TRYING TIMES MY BEAUTIFUL HUSBAND AND I VOLUNTEERING FAITHFULLY WITH OUR VETERANS FAMILY ATTENDING OUR PTSD GROUPS MOVE PROGRAM HEALTHY EATING WITH OUR VETERANS...

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ODDLY I WORE WIRES PREGNANT FOR THE FBI BUYING WEAPONS AND DRUGS FROM CORRUPT COPS GANG MEMBERS SELLING DRUGS FOR GARGANO CRIMINAL GROUP OWNER OF LAKE COUNTY MUSIC COMPANY THE ARCADE HE RENTED JUKE BOXES...

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RED

One hundred years ago in Pollockshaws
A man was laid to rest,
From humble beginnings to a martyr
They buried Scotland’s best.

A man who stood for the people
A man unshaken and proud,
Till the imperialist and capitalist murderers
 Connived...

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Facilities that claim they recycle spew nothing but rubbish
as does yours truly,
whose ecological ethos
goes out the window
into the cold freezing iceland
prompting the following balderdash.

Upon the advent of an unexpected inspection
slated for tomorrow January 24th, 2025
myself...

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GROGGY BEDHEAD NO COFFEE SHUT THE BLINDS .... PRESIDENTIAL NO GOOD CHOICES TELIVISION SIGNAL GLITCH SMEAR ART CAMPAIGN... LATE NIGHT REHEATED RERUN RETWEEKED RETWEETED MORNING NEWS?....
MORE RAIN TOO HOT BROKEN LEFT WINDSHIELD WIPER.... SAME OLD...

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"Have you ever got carried away by a butterfly?"
"What?"
"Have you ever got carried away by a butterfly?"
"What do you mean?"
"Have you ever got carried away by a butterfly?"
"How does a butterfly ever carry anyone away?"
‘Well,...

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Have you ever thought about dying,                             ...

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YOUR MISSION

Where are you going?
What do you want to do?
Are your energies flowing?
Can inspiration get through?

What is your why?
What is your mission?
Are you feeling stuck?
Would you like to transition?

What are you afraid of?
What are the...

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I Want to Plant a Seed of Poesy 

By Purushottam Dhakal

I want to write a poem
Every time
As people happen to die at road side
For lack of filling the stomach.
People are compelled to live a life
As...

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Wide-eyed and poised today, as I look at yesterday, I can see tomorrow.* If nothing else, yesterday taught me that tomorrow will be a little like today, because today has features of yesterday and tomorrow....

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Yes, indeed,
I'm not quite up to speed,
These days, anyway...
Let me tell you, if I may...
The 20 odd meds I must take,
Each and every day...
Hope you got the space in your hard drive,
To see what it...

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Long ago, before my earth was round, the light of my room made me feel even more depressed than I already was, a low flickering of the lamp unbetraying me, my mother's bed reminding me...

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Hi dear friends, I’m back after a bad shingles attack and straight after that bronchitis verging on pneumonia.

Little Robin red breast bobbing up and down,
Would take away with glee, anybody’s frown
And friendly buzzing Mr Bumble...

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It’s a pleasure to walk out on a Winter’s day,
When the cold air bites, and deep snow’s here to stay!
To hear the wind howling through the bare trees,
Perhaps hear the sound of a chickadee sneeze!
But...

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As I quietly watched you
I was so envious 
But at the same time 
I was also afraid
That I would never 
Feel the passion with which
you so ravenously recited those words
in that "Shakespeare" poem

I kept asking...

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When I was a small child I caught
every germ that came my way.
It is because of Mama’s nursing 
that I lived to write about it.
I succumbed to every illness 
in which I came in contact.

One...

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In the silence of a frozen morning, when the cold weaves its crystal cloak over the world,
I will never say "I love you," not because I don't feel it, but because those words,
Thrown like coins...

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This article is about the underground lyricist and outlaw musician. For other uses, see Zoltan Goliath, Brent Scorn, Lydia Fox, C. Günter Marrow, Elzbieta Bienga (disambiguation).

Otis (Trench Mouth) Trench was born with pneumonia in a...

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