Long Road less traveled the Poems

It is not patriotic
to desecrate a flag
or even denigrate a nationalistic anthem
celebrating a war-torn patriotic flag.

Yet is it even anti-patriotic
to refuse to bow to it,
the flag, that is,
to not stand with supremacist intentions
while singing about...

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 chaos seeks an impression
this paved means to extend 
leading to the latest of bitter ends 
the intent of happenstance
suits my pen
down to the motives 

compromise strives for a process
the page in my view
staring back...

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Listen to the sonorous tones 
of silence secluded in sighs,
Blind to every sight of reality,
with kaleidoscope vision and spider 
eyes.
Revisions perfected the proper 
cocktail
for soaring with earth beneath my 
stance.
For the chance of painting smells...

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It's deeper than chemistry
We're connected
By our hearts,  by spirit,  mentally
Your mistakes caused pain
But couldn't replace what we have
I said I wouldn't but I forgive you
You're wonderous
Can't be mad at you
Wouldn't dare go against...

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Yeah I can get so hyped up with life so high I'm so freaking verbally drunk like a psycho,
 Mind so wrong nothing in my vocabulary at that time in my mind can get right...

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I’m not afraid of rejection 
I’m afraid of the phoenix that will rise from my spine with the threat of treason 
Suppress the flame and walk away 
Use your once tempted fingers to point yourself...

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Life is all about family and love.

July 20, 1969, this day in history
Astronaut Neil Armstrong walked on moon, 240,000 miles
From Earth, a billion people
Listening at home:
“That’s one small step for man, one giant leap for...

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Lost in this abyss of shadows, I walk aimlessly through the darkened path. 
My cry echoes into the vast emptiness, only to return to my lonesome ears. 
Belong here? I do not; I am just...

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Tick...Tock...Tick...Tock...

(Aye apologize for straying way
outside thee usual canon -
     a poetic souffle,
boot desperation
     finds me cent less,
     Thus i pray
for divine intercession, this...

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She!
Intimated by guilt broken by perplexity
Waiting for the love her life but until then,
committed to memories of forlorn moments
Threading on the joy rides of halcyon days.

 
Her! 
Heart of a woman in the depths solitude...

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I walked into the wasteland with no shoes upon my feet
And I vowed to reinvent myself for everyone I'd meet
I left behind Madonna with her fingers on the phone
As I wandered in the wilderness just...

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In the depths of Van Gogh's starry night,
A passion burned, and a soul took flight.
Colours swirled in a cosmic dance,
His paintbrush, his fervent romance.

Michelangelo with marble white,
Carved life from stone, a glorious sight.
David emerged with...

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A road less traveled is only a journey the cowards fear
For the brave stand strong through the hard times when danger grows near
 
Fighting a battle that seems most certain one will lose…
However the weak...

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THE   ROAD   LESS   TRAVELED

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I took *
The one I wanted, because, I’m a strong person
Of course it goes without saying that  ...

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I will start with a word
Not knowing where it will take me
"inconsistencies"
No never mind
Forget that word
Oh shit I can't think of a word
What kind of a poet am I?
I'll sit here and scratch my head
Until...

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what brought him/her to this point
no one will remember, since there’s 
nobody to witness & nobody to find
her/him if s/he takes it as far as s/he
can---still, the walls are closing in &
the rain outside doesn’t...

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Yesterday sent its regards in a farewell
letter, 
A gesture of fate intact, sealed for the 
departed,
Or better yet, the progressive harmonies
of God, such as we are. 

It was perhaps the plot of the universe, 
When...

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...Poe brought us detectives on the page,
and creepy tales that defy age,
Melville’s whale, in fine fashion,
taught us the danger of obsession.
Twain brought humor and jumping frogs,
dialect, humor, and raft logs,
while Hawthorne peered into the soul
and...

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The first verse was the color of gumdrops and magic. The very reason I was alive, they motivation to get up and on with my day. It made me a whole person, and kept my...

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"A Conversation with Aenesidemus"

all perceptions are relative 
and interact 
one upon another 

take a coin
stand it vertical
spin it

gravity does that
it’s one way or the other
there is no in between 

middle roads

even when you hold it
steady...

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Transmit transpire anti social copious methods of blank balled fissures of disastrous mistruths on the border of hell raiser dispatch piss filled like rats on a stinking/sinking ship, inbred senate cowardice akin to the O.K....

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They wouldn’t let me be White 
Oh I wanted to be 
Dreams of that Pulitzer haunted me 

They said, Sir, you have ten minutes to play
I gave them Milton, Poe and Millay 
I stood before...

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When you reach for what you long for does it quickly slip your fingers
Like the days that pass discretely through the shadows of the years?
When you find you're just another person 
Kneeling at the alter...

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The Journey Begins Contest
Sponsor: Matt Caliri

My transit began not too long ago,
My life had headed in directions,
So unclear, even to my own liking,
As my daily life of bombshells explode,
I ran in short distances,
Driving further away...

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Through the bizarre threshold, I walk with wonder,
it’s cold and rainy with lightning and thunder-
Through the gate, I walk and wait,
it’s late at night, but this is my fate,
to enter a world with multiple roads,
for...

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