Long Poppet Poems

Almost a month now and the emotions honeymoon-surfaced fast
Plagued by the invasive thoughts of which one of us will prove to last
Anxiously waiting to see if our Jenga game will wobble, fall and crash
We're each...

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You're so far away from me and I suck trying to go slow when I know
I wanna snatch you up, bail you out, and take us to our new home
It's hard when I'm alone in...

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On beginning to compose a new poem...

Assaying thoughts gambol,
scuffling as in an affray
née crushing, jockeying, stampeding...
demanding equal airplay
gushing as metaphorical think
spigot turned on full force airway
thru totally tubular cerebral

microcosmic aisleway
vesicular conduit fifty
plus shades of gray
exhaling...

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I am your little voodoo doll your little effigy, I am what you hate the most, your number one enemy
You made a model of me so that you could inflict pain at any time, and...

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Heaven knows why you wish to hear anger and misdirected blame
tossed toward you on the ether by unknown souls, what a shame ..
You are misguided, mistaken, a mischievous little maudlin imp 
to encourage such bad...

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Inviting you into my heart was both a blessing and a curse did you not think ?
to tell me in less reckless ways you lost yourself in this fragile dance for two 

Inside this tango...

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The endless page is a story of meaning
that she has so excellently sewn
The endless sentence is but a fire
that she has so excellently extinguished
and she mixes quill and ink.

Among the morning dew is when I...

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Amidst the amazing aroma of the angelic sticks
Cheering along the chants of charismatic priests
Promising on the petals of pearly purity 
You said, "I LOVE YOU" 

During the dreadful dreams of dying waves
Glancing through the glass...

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You are so far, yet I can touch your heart
I can see your mind without you talking,
What happened to us? We used to be a brick!
Now we are just apart like a coca-cola glass bottle's,
Sitting...

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THE LAST STRAW

Whilst they shrunk all in fear, It was I who stood without a care.
Scared only of what I might say and wondering why the hell I came to work today.
I want to let...

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Tis midnight, no star shining,
My sorrow is nearly burning
All my soul, within me, stirring,
In my heart all hopes are dying.
As I watch you, dead you're lying,
There upon the velvet poppet,
Like a cursed, lethal prophet,
“Oh, my...

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Hedgehog, O hedgehog
dear spiny, meek and mousy poppet.
In England
where the tickly grass grows
greener
we galumph in our rubber boots
up to your little
Hobbit nests
beneath the thorny bushes
were you rests.

We the ever scampy
nippers
fill tin cups with wriggly worms
leave...

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I am a would be "poet".
I guess you know what I mean
"poppet".
I got my minds made up to my God 
at this "moment".
Evil things, bad things, Jesus make 
me "vomit".
On my past life, I know...

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How do I keep writing when my words have no sense, how can I keep going, from happy to tense, how do I keep going wrong, why does my poem turn into song?

Why do I...

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I’ve been here waiting for your breath to come.
Still, I would have move and forget the ruin,
By then you’d say I’m just a fool and Idiot to some. 
Please, I already beg the Great land...

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