Long Quasimodo Poems
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No Carbon Copy5/5/21
Woke up groggy
The waters were often choppy
From Del Monte
Toward Milwaukee
To way beyond Nagasaki
And all across the Mojave
See me in person or hit me up on the Walkie-Talkie
Always been a real one, not no carbon...
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Categories:
quasimodo, dark, deep, poetry, rap, sad, strength, truth,
Form:
Rhyme
Theater of Utter Charm - Part 29the footing on the flanks of the Hill of Beans
was worse than he had sussed
that drizzling pale morning
when the Sun was lowest
but beans be damned
and their counters with them
yes I know
a smoky mess
like most of...
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Categories:
quasimodo, how i feel,
Form:
Free verse
Mr Spider and Ms ButterflyMr. Spider is an ugly looking creature. He has a hairy face and arms. However, the hairs on the top of his head are somewhat thinner than those on his face, and scattered all over...
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Categories:
quasimodo, allegory, imagery, sad love,
Form:
Narrative
Q-U-I QuitQuiet!
Quotients
Quiz. . .
~Quantophrenia!
Quiet!
Quiz—
Quantify
Quotients. . .
~Question!
Quest...
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Categories:
quasimodo, conflict, high school, math, teenage,
Form:
Alliteration
Myths and MonstersI don't ask anyone for much
no more than I'm willing to give myself
I learned to temper my expectations a long time ago
the consequence of constant disappointment
disillusioned down to the deepest depths of my soul
after all...
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Categories:
quasimodo, angst, betrayal, crazy, heart, heartbreak, loneliness, myth,
Form:
Free verse
The Nights Were Filled With Argumentsthe nights were filled with arguments
new jersey had a new prostitute
spring and true love, drunken moments
soon mutable to the crashing of objects
against the walls, the doors
freedom thru defenestration
how was i supposed to read and write
i...
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Categories:
quasimodo, addiction, death, fate, loss, psychological, women,
Form:
Free verse
Jamaica JamJammin' in Jamaica
Driving my DeSoto
Being pursued by
My foe Quasimodo
Lying on the dash is
The missing person photo
When my phone rings
I hear "Hello Moto!"
(Chorus)
I don't have to work
When I'm in my pajamas
Acting like a jerk
When I'm in...
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Categories:
quasimodo, car, fun, happy, music,
Form:
Lyric
Soi-Disant QuasimodoThe Humane thing to do What? ...
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Categories:
quasimodo, allusion, children, christian, corruption, death, sad, wisdom,
Form:
Free verse
An Unfinished Characterization of QuasimodoI AM QUASIMODO, THE BELLRINGER OF NOTRE DAME,
WHOSE FATED MYSTERY IS TO SUMMON THE MASSES
UPON THE APPOINTED HOURS OF THEIR FAITH.
A MISBEGOTTEN BIRTH HAS BROUGHT ME HERE,
ABANDONED, RECOVERED, (HIDDEN AWAY) IN MY AFFLICTION -
A...
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Categories:
quasimodo, introspection, mysterysound, mystery, sound,
Form:
Narrative
Snow Globe12/29/20
"Snow Globe"
Respect the virtuoso
You don't or you know so
Life can be peligroso
People going loco
Humans addicted to chocolate aka cocoa
And the other kind of coco (cocaine)
On a high horse, acting like your the major-domo
Here I am,...
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Categories:
quasimodo, dark, deep, journey, life, poetry, rap, wisdom,
Form:
Rhyme
The Monster's SoliloquyI am not dreaming, certainly. .
Not even dreams of the purest happiness
Contain that of which makes up this precious being. . .
How softly she smiles at me….
Like the beautiful gypsy, La Esmeralda,
To the hideous...
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Categories:
quasimodo, beautiful, dedication, identity, light, passion, sad love,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
QuasimodoQuasimodo
Is tha' I gan't ta'k too good
Tha' keep me silent, not my mood
They thin' I brooding monstrosity
All thin' so, except, not she
I feel so shame when she look at me
I wish someway she see only...
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Categories:
quasimodo, devotion, loveme, life, me,
Form:
Couplet
Two Scavengers In a Truck and Two Beautiful People In a MercedesTwo Scavengers in a Truck,
Two Beautiful People in a Mercedes
At the stoplight waiting for the light
nine a.m. downtown San Francisco
a bright yellow garbage truck
with two garbage men in red plastic blazers
standing on the back stop
one...
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Categories:
quasimodo, adventure, suicide, red,
Form:
Classicism
Castle FreakWalls of red dripping light
Heavy on my flight or fight,
I am the Igor gaurding these hallways.
Hunchback green with a crimson stare
Past the gates of Truth or Beware,
I reside on the house on the hill.
Floors that...
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Categories:
quasimodo, fear, metaphor, scary,
Form:
I do not know?
Wee Small HoursHobgoblin in the gutter under canopy of midnight,
magic brew of muti without rein.
Shadow figure torchon, darting half-light dare.
Spine chilling droplets wobble slowly down drains,
rusty copper mouthwash at the edge of jagged chutes.
Eerie urban...
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Categories:
quasimodo, courage, creation, dark, dedication, deep, imagery, imagination,
Form:
Prose Poetry
The Monster Mash< dancing to the hit song...
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Categories:
quasimodo, adventure, childhood, dedication, fantasy, children, funny, happiness,
Form:
Limerick
They Took HimThey Took Him
By Sy Roth
They took him and squirreled him away.
Those Sophists,
Deniers of the terror they could construct
Where he no longer saw the human side of himself.
Half man, Quasimodo of the bells,
Left stranded in...
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Categories:
quasimodo, angst,
Form:
Free verse
QuasimodoQUASIMODO
Quasi modo geniti infantes,*
“Why was I not made of stone like thee,”
Up-far-up, he hugs the cold cathedral gargoyle.
Are there tears when they beat his humpback?
Do we care? Do we?
Sophistical** sophistication of the mob
both skint and...
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Categories:
quasimodo, imagery,
Form:
Acrostic
The Gong of SanityHe lights a stick of musk incense
to trounce the air that reeks of gloom.
The Queen`s side pose on fifty pence
deflects a brazen bullet of doom.
From bulling boots, a startling sheen
reflects his face and then his...
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Categories:
quasimodo, anxiety, soldier, war,
Form:
Rhyme
They Won'T Wake Up"Live forever lost
the dead path
and stand alone "
S. Quasimodo
Believe me
I know the dead
don't come back and never
have gone
stuck into my bone.
I'm in mourning like a night
and shaking like a gulf.
But the home is cracking...
My breath...
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Categories:
quasimodo, philosophy
Form:
Free verse