Long Rids Poems

"How Do I Feel Today"
written out of depravity of sleep, of self assurance of happiness
written out of love and vulnerability
I was so sure, aware; I had a plan!
but as the case with all my well...

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Daemons within gray matter of this male run amuck...

hence yours truly (me)
seeks mental health services 
without any luck
even after reading Scripture 
from my namesake who exuded pluck
after paging thru 
the AETNA Medicare directory,
whether a group...

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The present world is rubbish...

It isn't a world of 5 oceans, 7 continents and 10 scores of nations
NO, ITS NOT...
Its a world ...

..of a million cries, of a billion pains, of a trillion losses,

..of firing...

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       In the still of the night, 
spectro-gramming the hot utter of air,
filtered by laser strainer-
it has become a scale for judgment scaled by tier
a black hole of sin...

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Elemental formulations of healing for the soul 
Consequential co-ordinations as we resist growing old 
Monumental calculations from a mind in the scientific cold 
Fundamental indignation from a heritage that has been cheaply sold 

Inspiration from...

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RIDS OF RIDIC RIDDLES
 
Delusional convo with the inanimates;
February bragged none of us is his mate
¹and asked, "What month of the year has 28 days?"
-"All of them." I replied with a smirk on my face.
Walls...

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A winter white blanket melts turning Aspens verdant green.
Buds sprout on mountainsides in a sunlit golden sheen.
Clouds like fresh-picked cauliflower sink low and drift on by.
Distant sun after her show takes a bow in purple...

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~~~from the "Dig My Own Grave Series"~~ 
["Dig My Own Grave" is a series of writings in the reflection of mental preparation... 
~~~Each scoop of dirt rids the mess where I'm to be finally laid...

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Oooh Miss Whiplash 
Hit me with your cane 
Oooh Miss Whiplash 
Make me feel the pain 
and if I beg for mercy 
Please hit me once again 
Oooh Miss Whiplash
Hit me with your cane .

The...

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"Man's Forsaken Earth"
~~~from the "Dig My Own Grave Series"~~ 
["Dig My Own Grave" is a series of writings in reflection of mental preparation... 
~~~Each scoop of dirt rids the mess where I'm to be finally...

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to get to the top where the high rollers play
you must always seek sunshine to make all the hay
life becomes one big office that you never can leave
never let failure derail you and always believe

the...

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Across the pastures, lush and green,
Fine horses dance and prance proudly
Inspirational reflections set the scene
As the sound of hooves stir about loudly

A backdrop of heavenly azure bleeds
With whispers of snowy clouds floating
On the edge of...

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Oh ye generation that squanders privilege before playing your role
Less man earning and more flaunting what they stole
Less girls winding up school and more winding down poles
Iniquity and offense is flooding your bowl
Consciences too weak...

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PALTRY PARISHIONERS

When evil wins the battle with and over good
When my wickedness rids the world of the righteousness for sin
Mr., that’s when I’ll arrive in the right neighborhood
And sister, that’s when the true darkness in...

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“SHE BETRAYS HERSELF”


yesterday, she was awake.
yesterday, she could see.
yesterday, she could talk,
yesterday, she could walk,
yesterday, she could run,
yesterday, Child Protective 
Services called to talk to 
her and she cried.
yesterday, Child Protective 
Services came to the...

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This time of year is most dear to me
Nature puts on a show for all to see
Sring rids the grey skies and sad looking browns
Blooming buttercup trumpets blaring beautiful sounds
Chilly mornings and warm afternoons
The lovely...

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Not for naught is laughter called,
the right medication, for the soul,
Laughter plays no prideful role
on ego’s path, or vanities goal,
   For laughter is the sense of joy installed,
That harmonizes with the world. 

Not...

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The sun shines yes I know
A heavy gust as the wind wants to blow
Leaves flying high in the sky and then hitting the ground
The sun decides to fall as the moon decides to rise
As darkness...

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Whatever the offerings of time may bring
Whatever song my heart chooses to sing
On life’s small pursuit I shall meditate
Elysian splendor around me, I appreciate
The simplicities of pastoral living unfurl
I’m graced in your stellar light, a...

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Disappearing in flesh
She runs in the veins
Playing with blood
For sexual gains

Eyes like ice
A heart like a furnace
Erupting cool venom
Seducing in earnest

Through the heat of primal pleasure
Mankind’s dim rutting
She walks on glass Stilettos
Scowling, always strutting

Lost is...

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~~["Dig My Own Grave" is a series of writings in reflection of mental preparation... 
~~~Each scoop of dirt rids the mess where I'm to be finally laid to rest~~~] 

Cleanliness is next to "Godliness"_ or...

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Ailments? Purim Cures 'Em!
Down 'N the Dumps?
Simcha smoothes most lumps,
What's Simcha? Briefly, Shared Joy,
As more 'tis shared, less there is to annoy!
Trade a warm feeling, return a smile,
Rids everyone of at least some bile.
Together, we...

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"A CUBAN GIRL"


there’s a Cuban girl. over 
the years, she’s popped in 
and out. we had a short fling 
and never saw each other 
again. finally, not too long 
ago, we became friends again. 
usually,...

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Hover over my trauma, sharp as a vulture, swoop
Surround old scenarios with an offer to devour
Wipe the memory card of pain I play on loop
Grab my glitches with talon weapon power
Wounds bouncing red announce danger


Jab...

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His love so divine
I’m glad he is mine
Always so loving and caring
When he is in your life it has meaning
He gives me faith to never be blind
When I call his name he is always on...

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