Long Pretenses Poems

I
Two paths diverged,
Or so they say
In a land to the east,
Far, far, away. 

Where children they laugh,
They dance and they shout
To welcome the traveler,
That has been about.

His boots are worn,
And his clothes are done
And on...

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After the party there is a sense of lonesomeness that even a constantly distracted soul like me cannot escape.
It finally hits me that really I am not okay, that life is not my favorite thing...

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hundreds of my pictures on his wall
take the dog for a walk
change my clothes
flashin my eyes as i come back out

the last child that lived here
locked in a room never allowed to go out
no thanksgiving...

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my generation 
is in need of a desperation
a new kind
these days it’s not easy to find

an utter loss of hope
something from which you cannot cope
from which you can’t escape
where can you turn, when all your...

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I believe that poetry is and of is was were have has been of as one pretenses a 
poetic practical pompous, pro  (p) ransomedramatical  postenses
pretending to prose promise a 
predictive premise primatory practicum...

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You keep me at arm’s length
Afraid to draw me closer
Afraid to let me go
You want me close enough to see
But not close enough to hold
Close enough to warm you
But not close enough to burn

You want...

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La Historia-101, 2011
Vickie M. Ortiz Vazquez

Imagine, I cannot
To feel their lost
Longing for the return home
Rejoicing behind closed doors
Criminal act
Propagate servitude with miserable pay
Runaway between breaths
Hunted 
Capture, captive
Criminal act
Rape once again, over again
White women turned the...

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In a world of broken mirrors and half-forgotten dreams,
The elites weave webs of augmented unrealities, keeping souls captive.
In the vast labyrinth of the internet, fragments of truth mix
With delicate lies, like butterflies trapped in the...

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In the labyrinth of my thoughts, an uninterrupted flow of whispers and shadows,
I awaken a prisoner in a crystal cage, built from prejudices and expectations,
And the bars are forged from the invisible threads of our...

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Love is a Serial Killer


 One lazy Tuesday afternoon
I was walking towards my car,
When I noticed a man looking my way,
Staring at me from afar.

He walked to my side and said "hello."
“I think we're in...

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(Record scratch, a cool, jazzy beat drops - think late-night NYC)

Yo, lemme set the scene, the park bench, twilight's glow Yeah, she bad, I can't help but let it show He-he bad too, that's my...

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Can eyes truly see and witness the real me that gain fake smiles of lies?
Eyes to behold behind these masks of fantasy to see how cast I am,
far from the sight of reality.
But you only...

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If I could scream truth
from the mountain tops,
and whisper false pretenses,
Then by the breath of a ghost
I would confess that I am content,
But by the yawp of a barbarian,
I would raise my voice to the...

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Welcome to the ball
The masquerade of mayhem
We wear these monstrous masks
To hide our faces 
So you can't find our true intentions 
 
Can you see through the guise
Of all our false pretenses
Do you like all...

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You win ever so calmly never to know 
what may be hanging straight above your head.
Under complications we break and bestow – 
Habitual ponders and worriment are gifts to our dreads.

Always constant surveillance of our...

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No surprise I've been cast the role as the villain, the one they place all the blame
I just want to fast forward through this horror, I want out of this sick twisted game

God gives the...

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In a world of faces, I'm lost in the crowd
A master of mimicry, but my true self's avowed
I change with the seasons, like leaves on the tree
A chameleon's camouflage, to blend in with glee.

I've tried...

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This life has turned around 
many curves past many 
beautiful places that have 
beckoned me to stop and walk 
among the wild flowers.

I have stopped to walk among 
the wild flowers bending low to 
smell...

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Brainstorming (For Me) Generates "Writer's Block"

Lesson obstruction,
     but more so an over
     whelming flood of ideas
     makes dredging, conceiving
than giving birth
to an amenable...

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I live,lie, remember, coincide, differentiate, comply, unengage
and elder scope/scape/surrender of an ageinal inconsequence,
defined by a truthful social ever structure of age 
copius indifferent indignence. I love the interplay
as when it plays itself out to their...

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In my life’s poem, my best moment begins with your smile crushing the ramparts of my discontent. It was then my heart recognized Love did exist. Has there ever been such compassion in anyone’s demure...

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We laughed at each other’s jokes
not more than a full moon passed. 
On a slick surface, half-smiles crack
a wintry face. My soul abandons
breath in a lifeless bird’s nest
unsteady on a teetering limb.
Under bare trees, my...

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Why is it that we always try
To candy coat the truth.
We treat our congregations like
Impressionable youth.

We let them think they do enough
In following their goal,
By tending to their own affairs,
And saving their own soul.

But anyone...

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When threat, doubt or danger treacherously
loomed over me, I felt the despicable
untruthfulness of most friends
whose mouths were volcanos 
erupting, destroying what I had built:
that stronghold of trust towering
over them when their trustworthiness
would have gladden me....

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THEY believe,
I have been naive,
somewhat...
and in the grace of things to come,
it may appear,I have overlooked some.
From what I can perceive,
my practice of non resistance
has required such persistence.
Granting reprieve
for karmic lessons learned
may have burned
some bridges...

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