Long Press down Poems

Set upon the new world stage within the burning fires of hell. Silently posed factions of the elite, suppress the true inherit of Mother Earth. The meek children bending over for millennium, taken spankings of...

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I remember that day
	a early spring day
cold snow melted away
	and grass turning green

long cold winter gone
	days of shivering cold
dormant brown grass lay not
	beneath crystal blanket cold

spring task was before
	needing to be done
in cool early morn
	before...

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The Metro

At the metro 
Railroad cars run on steel, metal tracks above and below ground
A narrow pathway in the dark 
A screeching halt
A loud whistle
A train is approaching  now 

Subway lines follow their route...

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There are pets and then there are people in fur coats.                        ...

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I am twenty-one.
It’s a hot, summer day in 1963.
I’m in Lubbock, Texas, at Reese Air Force Base
And I’m climbing the ladder into a supersonic T-38 jet.
The parachute strapped to my back is cumbersome.
I can feel...

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From Loneliness to Linkages

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It’s what we had all waited for
What we practiced for all year
Not that I am bragging
But I was the one to fear
Now Sheila was a gammer
And MiMi had the charm
Jinx was just my sister
Not one...

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Reaching out unconsciously, not knowing where to embark upon,
This damned spirit is grasping, doesnt know what else to do, 
With no vexed thoughts on whomever else may read or know,
My fingers press down with an...

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(Several here have encouraged me to post some of my erotica, so here's a start)

My thoughts fly back to you,
and to the facets of your being,
beauty,  giving,  singing, creating
of safari to adventure, softness
and...

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Calvary Hill. 

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I curse the day I ever entered Jerusalem,
I curse even more ever meeting Gestas.

The night chills seem to burn in to my wounds
and I feel wretched and stretched upon this cross.
The blood around...

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My mother was talking to her friend and I was drawing fruit on an Izal toilet roll.
Only because we didn’t have any writing paper and Izal because it was the cheapest
Unfortunately it was shiny and...

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We merge ...
          I, rooted in your core
               Grinding up as you...

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My taste in music is bad for my health
Everything's louder than everything else
Don't like possessions I'm not keen on wealth
Everything's louder than everything else
Live my life fast I got no time for stealth
Everything's louder than...

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The gift of a man maketh room for him,
The gift of healing,the gift of understanding,
The gift of given to the poor,this I long for,
The gift that supersedes all, this I crave,
this I work towards ,this...

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There are oceans in the ridges
near our house.
Ripple marks and sand slips
set in stone. The long weathering
of the world exposed them
and eventually will wear them down.

A thought experiment: first, a knife.
The thought precedes the word,
as...

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The bewildered tip of my pen hovered over the blank thirsty pages… 
I thought expressing feelings is as magnificent as the sight of the sun’s birth 
from the horizon’s womb...
Or as miraculous as a squeamish...

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On a whim, 
a demon will grab a fist full of mind.
Slap it down- roll it out- sprinkle it with lye. 
Then pull out its cookie cutter heart.
press down hard...real hard...
Feed pieces of sanity to...

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Their shoes curse me
Send fear into my heart 
And makes me loose control of my self.
Have you seen their shoes before?
Black and red, it connote danger and darkness
Press down grasses between their tears and laughter.
Politicians...

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To learn to be grateful,
to me means to be humbled.
Life has a funny way,
of doing exactly as they say,
have gratitude
and you will receive in magnitude,
lessons on life that hold true.
I have faith in you.

Watch as...

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Drifting dreamily 
betwixt and between 
just before waking
as dawn slowly breaks 
a tranquil place 
I love to be 
stretching gently 
my legs from sleep 
when
suddenly 
my peace is shattered

A morning ritual 
begins to descend
unwelcome 
unwanted
it...

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I grab the rusted sissors

            And thats when I press down hard

            ...

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Not remorse, but something similar
Regret? No, but feels pretty close
Time to get going, the morning smells burnt

Let the air press down upon this feeling
The voice being hindered, remittance for the soul
Time to get going, the...

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A drumming resonates with persistence.
A low and pleasant voice manifests in the distance-
As if in a dream, if it's real I can't be sure,
But bounds between awake and sleep are but a blur.

Only now am...

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Pen I lay thee down
you're in a cluttered pile
beside my crystal crown
you're ink I won't defile

I promise to restore your pride
with valor strength and flair
I'll put my paper by your side
you'll be warm in there

Though...

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The sun casts shades of pink upon cobalt blue horizonal clouds this early 
spring morn. The chores of day press down upon me but in the still calm of early
morn let my spirit be recharged,...

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