Long Remodel Poems

Here's the deal, folks...

   This is, as indicated, the 3rd THIRD of this fairly lengthy poem. Due to Poetry Soup's file-size limitations, this piece had to be posted in 3 parts. 
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‘Fragments and crumbs of life, all the little pieces’
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Razor sharp tongues unleashed 
Lashing out viciously to openly 
legitimise bigotry 
then suddenly taking offense 
when queried 
releasing long concealed weapons
the deep desire to "remodel Africans"
No intentions of acceptance in sight 
Spitting out venom faster...

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Welcome To The Black Society
Welcome to the dead society
I hope you make through it this poem
I hope I make through this poem
I hope gunshots don't make  it through this poem
Forgive me black society
But I have...

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 narrative 

Old Rinzburger was dead, 
only his wife has doubts. 
Death certificate had been signed.
by the banker, his best friend, 
He will soon take bids on his property.

An ancient once busy windmill 
dominates the...

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In the beginning 
All I ever wanted to do is talk it over 
But constantly getting the cold shoulder 
Causes cold hopes
You made me feel like nothing inside 
And egg with no yoke
You can't be...

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Nothing in my life has ever been anything like this.
When I started my company it was nothing but bliss.
I invented a company called “The Edit Centre”
Back in ’86, I was quite the inventor.

The business model...

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What is it to hear a poem?
Ears ajar.
Eyes focused.
Mouth shut.
I struggle to listen when such words cut open
my head and try to make a nest out of my brain.
I DO NOT WISH TO HEAR A...

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Elsie the cow was slower than molasses,
that's why they finally decided to put her out to pasture.

With Stormin' Norman around you'd tremble with fear,
because all around him was lightning and thunder in the atmosphere.

I try...

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Dull thud of daylight, I trust you
Boredom, I welcome you
I dare catch my bitter eyes in the mirror
Warm solidity recognizing myself within
I am not happy
But I exist
Have you ever rejected the world?
Refused it, just denied...

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Get out your sponges, stippling brushes and pens,
It’s time for makeover-Monday-night to begin.
Think Winky Lux, L’Oréal, Urban Decay,
Maybelline, Armani and Fabergé

It’s a black magic realm where brushes are wands,
where a carnival of colors are carefully...

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A Theology of Boxes

By Mark Stucky
Praise God for “boxes”
        that form infrastructure for living!
Praise God for customs, conventions, and traditions
        that...

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Silence
as you stare into a realm of enlightenment.

Hush
and harken to the soft hum lingering overhead.

See
the jaded green stage illuminating underneath rows of intellectual  
bodies.

Hear
the faint vocals of past artists flicker in between rows of...

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PRISON DANCE WITH GYPSIES




the guards’ rifles stab the thick gray air – 
under their eyes shivers of rain 
wash our faces – beat our bodies 
with needles of water

hollow metal buckets – instant drums ...

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It’s New York’s very own,
Making Poetry-Soup his home.

For we all know his caring heart,
From his loving, caring, honest remarks.

Not only does he remodel homes,
His watchful eye loves to roam,

On Poetry-Soup late at night,
To bring us...

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popsicles made of kool aid
swing sets man made to last historically
salads and pies made from the goodness of a garden and a tree
i thought i left it all a long time ago, but i always...

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Little one with fingers all curled
Ready to take on this great big world
Like a diamond in a mine, an oyster with a pearl
Excited to be introduced to my little boy or girl

Been waiting nine months...

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"Finally my blood began to coagulate,"
the second stage of hemostasis -- how great!
First I applied pressure to the bleeding spot,
the platelets circulate to stop it (a "clot.")

Coagulation forms a more solid wall,
in other words: a...

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The God-given ability of
self-modification
eludes my present state of love
and it's formation

And so I petrify
the years turn me into stone
times goes by without a why
for all my ways that haven't grown

If I could only be a...

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Giver gave meals, desserts, gas money, love
Taker took them all gladly but demanded more
Giver tried to please. Gave a car and a home.
Taker made fun of giver for being a chump.
Giggling with friends about how...

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I see the world and I see the light,
And what I see you shall see,
The world is changing as time goes on,

I hear the exertion and twinge of the leaders,
I smell the invigorate and besmirching...

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I count the sparrows at my feeder,
watch them come and go.
The birds are a happenstance,
they flicker in and out, die and return,
but they themselves stay the same,
only their number records a difference,
creates a clock for...

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Life is a Stage...Act 1, Scene 1 (the only one...?!?)

Remodel my being this enigmatic, next summer. You broke all the rules risking collapse. 
I cannot read your thoughts - a disrupted connection - a handsome...

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The old red barn, standing mute for years,
still sporting the squeaky weather vane.

Its paint long cracked and peeling, 
now all but disappeared.

Six generations of father, son, and grandson
have worried and fussed over its care, ...

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Dad has always been strict and hard. Me being his little girl, his protection is even
stronger. Looking through his eyes, i feel like i'll never grow up, And that's no problem
but i deserve to be...

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