Long Pop off Poems

You must be laughing your head off at me thinking I'm so stupid that I don't know what is really going on, sorry to bust your little bubble but I know what is exactly going...

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When vitamin and medication bottles became plaything of the missus

Mental health of yours truly
heavily reliant upon one selective serotonin
reuptake inhibitor named fluoxetine (Prozac)
aside from countless
(approximately seven) other
prescription medications kept
stashed in a plastic tray
until one or...

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We’re (my pose is gathered this Saturday morning because I made a pancake and bacon breakfast) listening to a Britney Spears song, off one of Leong’s playlists. “I remember when I was about 8,” I...

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Every morning I wake up not knowing if ill look in the mirror at either Jekyll or Hyde. Not knowing if ill be praying to die or feeling alive.
This  right here is my typical...

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My life cant be helped but still strike a pose
punch you in the face call for a second dose
i got so much ice hell just frooze
light a fire up under all your noses
im the satanic...

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Marriage to alarmingly ballooning...

dramatically expanding spouse,
when adorning buttons 
pop off undersized blouse
which spurs yours truly to grouse,
and ruffle mine tail feathers 
while listening to Scheherazade.

Eats her weigh out of home and house
unsolicited feedback courtesy
quite doubtful,...

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Between conjecture and classification there is
observation, experiment, data (collection and analysis),
statistics, calculus, and a good guess
about God's intentions - probabilities, fractals, chaos and complexity.
This is the thunderous city.

The form of the poem, the rhyme.
 Form...

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1. before 16 but after 14

2. 15 cents is not enough to get a gumball in a 25 cent gumball machine, nor is it the way
to pronounce correctly the name of famous rapper “50 cent”

3....

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Awoken by my internal clock,
the ground is cold and sticky. 
Head is pounding, 
body is dirty, 
why did I sleep here?
Arch my back up slightly off the wooden floor,
shards of brown glass pop off my...

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yeiyah

shes the wild child carefree
inhibited, unpredictable
invincible rebel in me
free as a summers breeze
liberated and quick to pop bottles
throw back shots like everyday is a celebration
quick to pop off n throw hands when violated
go hard or...

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She went to a whole other 
place today and guess what? I 
took her there. She starts 
screaming and yelling and 
saying things out of character... 
At this point I'm more confused 
then I've ever...

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You walk into the store
And stride down the aisle.
You pick me up and
Try to look casual while
You carry me down
To the checkout line.
Pull out your wallet,
You soon will be mine.
Your friends are observing
Every move that...

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I’ve been good for too long,
   my finger 
have become permanently curved
and I growl
     with every other breath
so in order to gain control
I release the beast.

Running into a field
...

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The old campfire was pleasant as we sat by its flame.
   Talking about how things have changed, hardly anything stays the same.
Talking about the price of gas, now that got a rise.
 ...

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Shift the blame that way you can shift the pain, push it all onto me, put my heart in first gear and gnash down with your teeth
Put me in the lowest gear the one that...

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Bye mom

Sometimes I sit back, think and wonder how my life would of turned out if I would of known
my mother.
It feels like things would have probably been worst, but there no way to know...

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How do you know when to classify someone as your best friend? Is it when you'd do anything 
for them and keep all their secrets. Someone you love beyond sisterhood. The one person who 
knows...

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Cicada Dreaming was told to Roland Robinson in 1965 by Julia Charles of the Yoocum Yoocum clans from the area around Wollumbin in the headwaters of the Tweed River, Northern NSW and is used with...

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The pain I feel inside 
Can be derived from my dad pride
I sit alone at night
There is this emptiness that is
The squandering of time
pondering what life will be like
Who knew that twenty-one
Would be More bumps...

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ah, how cruel life can be
when the roll-over produces that delicate shame
produced in the morning
when the night is barely remembered
but the person the night was shared with
lays there, 
still asleep, still unaware of your own...

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Well the universe woke up one morning and moaned,
“My God! Yesterday sure was a blast!"
"I just wish I had something to look forward to,"
“What are odds this expansion will last?"

It seems even the Universe gets...

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Once upon a time, there was a young girl who filled the air around her with words.
At first, it was comforting to others that she showed the world who she was. But people began to...

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If you pop off like so Duh you’ll get carbonated by the greater leader/
Who’s lewd and balks will infuse and let loose the Dr. pepper/
True shrewd walks through new hues shake up and fizz out/
Who...

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Winter forecast  2018

My life seasonally dull
Windy, clouded little sun
But I can see beyond the horizon
I'm lookin for 
Whether forecast a better life being...
Forecast in 2018
Mood swings precipitation teary hues
Skies condition will be blue
NO! I...

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Oh Dear, What Can The Matter Be


Oh Dear, what can the matter be
the mirrors all lie – they never flatter me

all they see is a much larger – fatter me
they should be charged with reflective...

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