Long Push around Poems

Wounded Sacred Dementia

My last foster care-provider
and -receiver story
is also a sad story
of my last special needs adoption
of bipolar born,
and oppositionally reared,
alcoholism.

My BiPolar Wounded Child
turned an auspicious five
on the day I first saw her,
and promptly rejected...

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The bruises began to appear and she walked around afraid and in constant fear.

She felt as if she wasn't good enough or that it was her fault that he had gotten upset.

The tears wouldn't stop...

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had a hankering for praline pecans &
so, as one with a hankering for praline
pecans will do, when the appropriate
funds are available & one has the time
to go praline pecan search, 
off to the grocery he...

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Scrawny Kid
Part one

Do you remember that Scrawny kid?
What’s his name in Class 4D,
Constantly holding on to himself,
Running out of class, desperate for a pee.
Never had a Handkerchief,
Always wore Green sleeves.
Spiky hair and worn out shoes,
That...

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She's as pretty as a diamond ring
                            ...

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Curled in this dank alley,
floating in this sea of blood.
Heart quickening, trying to 
stop my soul escaping.
Two warm wet circles, 
kissed upon my chest
by hollow jackets.

Cold, alone, staring at the clouds
play tag with the stars.

How...

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The house is much quieter,
since you went away
I feel so much happier,
without you around
I'm glad your not here today,
to bitch me out
And my laundry's alot cleaner,
doing it myself
You wanted a superman,
which I'm not
And You thought...

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Dust bunny, dust bunny I see you as you
make your escape under the sofa hoping that
the big, noisy, red contraption that I push around
won't fit under there; to feel the pull of the suction
on your...

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We are all God’s children
How dare anyone pick on or push around another person
This takes place with kids and grown-ups 
It results in death in many cases and needs to cease and desists

We need to...

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The loyal ones we keep close
The mean ones, we ignore those
The truehearted ones, we cherish
The treacherous ones, we banish
The helpless ones, we give a hand
The careless ones, we push around
The adventurous ones, we visit them...

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Let go of cargoes of folly
Your imagination entertains
Unless you want Molly
To catalyze the increase of strains of pains 

You loathe to endure
In a bid to preserve the sanity
Ensconced in the mind you lure
To expunge the...

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Your face is getting red and puffy
While your attitude is huffy
Do not be so mean and rude
You really need to lose the 'tude
Don't be screaming in my face
You just look like a disgrace
Eyes of fuming...

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Your face is getting red and puffy
While your attitude is huffy
Do not be so mean and rude
You really need to lose the 'tude
Don't be screaming in my face
You just look like a disgrace
Eyes of fuming...

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I'll meet you in the backyard
with chinaberries and tea
with cut-offs on and marigolds
and photographs to be
We'll dig a trench and tunnel
We'll run through sprinklers too
We'll tangerine the afternoon
until the sky is blue
The world will whirl...

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