Long Procurement Poems

Ten slices of pure marmalade plus two years of misted Karmapa bread equals? Oh do hurry up. The sum is easy. Oh ok then try another. Twelve custard tarts divided by an in between feathered...

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AmI haveI willI doI as all been some will be with all the helping verbs from Ahman and Ricks in jr high in a timed collective to last a lifetime, I be a  planetary...

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Primose path leads to the slaughter of American
dream delete pause proficiency with internetty
webbegone after thoughts of yahoo googleyed 
interred intricacies that shed benign capsules of
 mom entary apple pie delquiences cooling 
the soul shopping for...

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Young and Old: It is time to
                       wake up;  Young America, there...

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Chapter 5

They both sat in stunned silence with tears falling down
The boy entered, saw them, and hightailed it.

For a life time it seemed the two women just hugged
Till the boy’s mother sobbed, “Ah, she’s gone...

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The gray bearded wizard in its night blue cloak,
two ravens and a wolf are his recognition flock.
He has the ability to shape shift from the dead,
into animals speaking the language of same is said.
In midwinter...

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Edwardo Badia
1856-1914

That low bred confidence man!
That snooking swindler who took me for a fool.
“Hey Gregg, you thief!
You owe me still, even as I rot here,
Regrettably ensconced inside this bursting old boneyard, 
Final resting grounds of...

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I had a red jeep once,
my husband rigged it up with
Christmas lights on the running board.
I was puffed up about it.

My grandparents had the best
Christmas lights; they were jewel-toned,
and bubbled up and down, like a...

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Oh,what a rampant situation? 
Exactly after a bad fruit lured good intention,
Wall collapsed around boarded discipline, 
A rebel formed out to silly breed,
Transgression,crime and deceptions had worn him pain,
But his spirituality was shallow,
Looking through a...

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the mad doctored relationship of a child of trust 
is seen in the I's (eyes)  of a parental giver 
these words are spoken by the maternally dead 
and will haunt the crying caregiver till...

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I love everyone
Yes, all Humanity

If you're reading this I don't know you
As you read this I pray dearly for you
You're my brother, my sister
Humanity, I Love you

You don't know me
Don't know me
I love you because...

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Oh, what is this thing called love? 
It's a concept I don't understand. 
Delight that occurs at first sight? 
Or can it be carefully planned? 

Is it something that lasts for all time, 
or will...

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I, henceforth, known as the respirer, do
solemnly swear hereafter, to take you in,
in sufficient quantities to ensure 
continuation of the flesh's animation.

I additionally, do accede my heretofore,
essential need of your estimable service, 
and express my...

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The constant change of light through the year,
natures responsibility to create ethos at peer.
Souls awareness of history to which its owes its rise,
in poised intent by virtues integral surprise.
That attraction will be about its seeking...

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The world fell apart for a little while
Just that while perhaps is all it takes
In a world where there isn't a know how
It becomes a world of lies, deceits and fakes

The many roles given to...

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Pessimists call Maths, abyss of a subject,
A subject invented to detest their brains,
A subject of arithmetical errors,
Errors, that need a heap of stint to complete the puzzle.
But to the Poet, I call it,
A common mistakes...

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I WILL pound for you
with my arms
filled to the brim
with the strength of Africa.
With my breath,
pure like the crystal sky,
in its unperturbed hour,
I will pound.

I will pound for you.
I will trek the pot-filled path of...

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Vehemence has ignited the heat 
and slowly I burn 
for I cannot walk away 

but still here I run 
inside an imaginary procurement 
chasing the sunlights 
and the darkness in the coals 

searching deep past...

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SIXTY EIGHT

For years I’ve lived with being a soixante-huiter
Although my wardrobe’s more fastidious and neater
Those heady days are not beyond recall
The nights and days when we first did it all
But sober work and ethics have...

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Splendid women
 Out of a dingy rearing
Obscure and silenced 
 The pain of desertion 
  A mean decision    

Splendid women 
Your life has progressed
A giant procurement 
For your current enjoyment ...

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This thought...

...that lay in wait...

...lay dormant once idle - stray...

...now captured...without merciful escape...

...Procurement desolate...

...Where shall I lead this...

...Or will this thought lead me...

...This thought interrupted - interrupted
a new belief...

Console this mind of any grief
surrender not...

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