Long Prepackaged Poems

God Is

God is not confused
God is not amused
God is not impressed
God does not watch commercials
God is not the target demographic
God does not buy name brand clothes or slave labor labels
God is not stylish
God is not...

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The Accidental Poet


I have come to terms with language,
dyslexia jailed then freed me
a...

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I’m a witch of the modern times,
Nay my caldron is not round but square,
It has four sides square, and it’s called a microwave.
No bubble, bubble toil or trouble, with this new
Modern age tool, I just...

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We are happy about the music,
a Mozart serenade that is not too dangerously deep.
Somewhere in the night
angels are falling off their nightmares,
black horse escaping on an ebbing tide.

Mozart is a skinny youth, his pink bubble...

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My heart is Titanic for you
I would say feelings but this is love, there's a difference and it cuts deep for you
Over the moon for you, I'm moon walking from nervousness but can't stay away...

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I legit never knew the beauty black roses possess.
I stared at one day after day.
She looked like she didn't want to be bothered.
Still she'd look and stare.
She grew differently than the red ones.
Prepackaged, given to...

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It's the residue from the gunshot that you aimed right for my heart. See it ricocheted, backfired, meaning another false start…

 A reissue of rhetoric accost the poet's you adore, so if acceptance is temperance...

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Today's children text on cell phones,
instruments of incalculable knowledge.
And yet, most have never seen a starry sky,
flickering fireflies, pheasants in flight;
or a cocky rooster strut about.
Their reality consists of emojis,
designed to feed social media's insatiable...

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I cut my flowers too short.
My billowing, green vase drowning their maternally short stems
and never-blooms.
Within a week’s time, (and I know this)
The leaves I neglected to p l u c k
Will be rotting and browning...

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Maternal tears
Never managing to let go
Vicarious pleasure, vicarious pain
Wishing their life were easier
Wishing they could avoid the pitfalls
You see so clearly
The traps that seem so obvious
Wishing solutions were as clear to them
As they are to...

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She never dismisses with facile labels
                             ...

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Summer is now over and fall is very near.
Our first harvest is what we celebrate here.
We've gathered berries, corn, and grain.
And soon we'll have other vegetables to gain!

We give thanks to Mother Earth for giving...

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Being
         a 
      Little
   Abstract
   Whacked
      and
   Cracked.

   ...

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Two faced fox from beneath the shadows
Prepackaged blush the manipulative wallows
Irrational cupidity earthed in lies
Imminently causing fitting cries

Acute observations to every detail
Questions asked but to no avail
Reprehensible plight wears temperance thin
And convincingly accounts for the...

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Dishwater creeks are iron rails in the cold light.
The sky is thick
with the muted warnings of exhausted banshees.
Harken little sparrows
for bells in toll booths peel in their empty boxes.

The farms are lost, the fields have...

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