Long Raise hell Poems

So it begins anew
a day to dread, a day to wake up to
I'd say all I want to do is sleep, if sleep didn't terrify me
so I stay up till I faint
an opaque way to...

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It is Friday and cars are rolling down the street
It is Friday and I can feel your heart beat, 
I know that you are thousands of miles away
 My spirit is yearning so come and...

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In December 1776
the revolution was at a low ebb,
the patriots had lost at Long Island
and the survivors through New Jersey fled.

Desertion was high as many soldiers
though the cause had been beaten, and was done,
Cornwallis pushed...

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We have mentally drained our emotions into the world around us 
Causing our own commotions then get mad with what surrounds us. 
We lack to feel for those that we see have less. 
We slack...

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In May of seventeen seventy-nine
Henry Clinton was having a hard time,
so tired of the rebels still fighting,
had to somehow get Gorge Washington
out of the looming Hudson Highlands,
and then force the war to a final ending.

He...

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You walk on me like a sidewalk 
And write on me like chalk 
I go blind just seeing you talk 
My teeth are numb from hearing you walk
I’m caught in your vision
In the crosshairs of...

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Boys do boys BREAKS toys.  Knick knack paddy wack. Give. A dog. A bone.
Some say the things that boys do are wrong and even more wrong still.
Pushing a go cart up a steep steep...

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"One Bad Apple"




Soft cool-aid breezed in
wielding her sharp peeler
skinning the first apple

Boss girl 
begins.

Stewed apples 
slowly eaten 
swallowed, taken in

One way out. 

Boss girl
begins. 


(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
gvlm




"Raise Hell", Dorothy
https://youtu.be/cfKPobjPZSE






“She does not want the world
to tell...

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"Gonna shoot a little dice
Play a little cards
Drink a little beer
and shoot out the stars
Gonna dance with the girl in calico dress
Live to raise hell, ain't no time to rest"

Sittin' at a table playing five...

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"The Wordsmith"
by:  Eric L. Boddie

You only Live once, so do what you choose
He Gave us Free Will....so it's your Life to lose
How is your relationship with God?
And I may not be a Saint, but...

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Now i'ma drop em down,
watch as I knock em down /
You get KO'd, pop em pow,
right when I knock em out /
Like Kawhi on D with these bars, stop em now,
Now watch me as I...

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(Reverse poem)
 

it’s all my fault that our union is 
without fruit.

i do not believe that

i still deserve respect as your wife.

this empty cradle is a twisting 
knife in both our hearts but 

I am...

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Why I Love Writing Poetry?

Did I mean why I love writing poems?
Nevertheless, I love writing poems or poetry:
To simply have fun, make others happy,
Inspire and defend others; to fan the flames
Of fairness, and to seek...

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"Violent Acts of Rage"

Written by: Rodney Riggins


Power within to demolish what's
in front of you tearing away what's
been inside you for years. The beast is 
alive because your soul has died
and your hatred takes control of...

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Sophisticated, but mentally endangered, he's sharp as a razor
Intimidated by his own mind, until his pen forms a sword and defeats his paper,
Categorized by society, given the label of a thug,
Found guilty of innocence, cause...

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Dear President Joseph R Biden,

I know I’m about to raise hell~0h well
I can’t go on without celebrating you, as you can tell
If they didn’t know me then, they’ll know me now
I’ll stick to your plan—that...

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for that moment
in the rush and heat of the crowd
under the television cameras and brilliant lights
there was camaraderie and purpose
there was the beauty of belonging to something bigger than
something grand and bright with promise
stood shoulder...

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What's in the bucket
By FD Ravenskraft for the Psalms of HIMM 

Hey there. Mister
What's in the bucket
I notice you carried it everywhere
Darkness has stare

Hey. Mr Scarecrow
What's you know
The bucket is full of black smoke
I notice...

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What's in the bucket
By FD Ravenskraft for the Psalms of HIMM 

Hey there. Mister
What's in the bucket
I notice you carried it everywhere
Darkness has stare

Hey. Mr Scarecrow
What's you know
The bucket is full of black smoke
I notice...

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One day, I hope it will be easier. 
One day, I hope the pain will subside.
One day, I hope that hole in my heart will fill.
One day, I'll be by your side.

I hope that day...

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Strong brains

Driven insane

Tired of mundane

Instruction tuned

In to the ways 

Of the world's sin

Many gifted from

Birth many treated

As if they have no

Worth. Satan on 

Their life path because

They have so many 

That their lives affect

So they...

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Bites of frost fierce;
iced words did pierce
flushed flesh, soft soul
chilled as you stole

youth of my life,
long lived your wife.
We wed; blissed days
blest till your craze.

Mid-age, your mess
lust for me less,
as thrills I gave
you now don’t...

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I need to go wild where the whiskey flows,
And where the cards make a shufflin' flutter.
I will go wherever the young blonde goes,
And hope her blue eyes don't make me stutter.

Been ridin' this trail for...

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(This is a fictional poem)

My father-in-law is so old that his first friend was Barney Rubble.
When he comes to my house, he causes nothing but trouble.
I can hear him coming when I hear his old...

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In a very crowded bar
Fred decides he must 
tell this fellow
something important
so he whispers 

“Don’t be an ass
and go home tonight
and raise hell over 
a matter like that.

“She did nothing wrong
except hurt your feelings
without knowing...

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