Long Roof of the mouth Poems

In The Garden of Gethsemane, Jesus fell to His knees
As He cried to His Father, let this cup pass from me
His anguish and pain I could never imagine
Sweat turning to blood, as He begged for...

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I have been writing this verse since last night
But my heart was so heavy, my tongue cleaved  
To the roof of my mouth and it felt as though 
Something has fallen through the roof
I...

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They crept upon our shores eating away the inner core
They crept upon our shore knocking on our barricade doors
Tall stout men with peevish eyes and strange looks on their white faces
Invade our quarters looking for...

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I (Samson wannabe) feel aghast at latest turn of events regarding Gaza

Omnipresent grief and horror
abounds toward ceaseless killing fields
impossible mission for me
to summon forth fading magic powers
since Delilah imposter hashtagged,
(and subsequently outed) 
as a mortal...

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Everything around is quiet, not a sound could be heard, except for the engine running up and down the street and the ticking clock erupting my heart beat.

I hear the sound of music, a yonder...

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This poem was a fire
Ignited within me.
It heaved and it burned
Inside my chest.
It was a heavy burden and it made me
Go mad.

I knew I would not let it get the best of me,
So I decided...

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Swaying and shuffling to the bathroom,
		once again,
			I hoped this time that I’d summon the wherewithal 
		to finally start my Saturday.
  	But my visit was bookended by
		my usual return to bed.
The previous night’s tequila and...

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I live in a world where there is no flow and ebb 
where flies are snared in the spiders web

Where anger is the clothing that spirits wear 
hand me down garments soiled with fear 

Where...

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What happened to the 50 stars and 13 stripes of these United States of America? What happened to "We hold these truths to be self-evident that all men are created equal"? When did the nation...

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Do you feel the chaotic concerto?
The cloaked and clandestine composer
Plucking at the ivory keys, exactly eighty eight
With even more ways to tangle those
Countless red strings of taut linear fate.
To be a being, we first must...

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Can't think of much of nothing
That I like any better
Than a big ole spoonful
Of my favorite peanut butter

And as I lick to have it stick
To the roof of my mouth
A thing I do more often
Than...

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a sour candy apple taste
lips to soft not to sin off of
sun kissed  i could only see the light
in the situation 
making light of the situation
until we covered ourselves with nature
until we gained knowledge...

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Love is hardly ever spelt
the way it is written between the lips,
or how it shape its form upon a curling tongue as:

LUVE.

U see, you need the ‘you’ within it.

Luv sounds like ‘glove’,
for a hand must...

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nothing
 happened
  today
but
 should
  expect 
it?

Lousy thoughts of a bored mind sitting on a empty chest listening to a hollow motor.
I want to be sedated; the song is playing the tune but the...

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To satisfy my sweet tooth,
I stole a stranger's honey bun
When no one was looking.
I took it out of its wrapper
And laid it on a plate.
It smelled delicious.
I opened up a small door
And closed the one...

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Here you find the psalmist feels down
we all can sympathize with how he feels
feelings of depression and despair
not knowing where to turn, lost his zeal

He complains of losing his strength
been dried up with no water...

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Hours I could spend

Listening to your faint whispers

Arouse within me, my passions

The purity of soul you draw from my lips

Ever the tender extractions

Gently you pull my sighs

Kept hiding deep inside

Mine heart pounding and crashing

Like full...

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An angel born of grace,
Wings, a halo-a bright light
Stings. A fall- crash-
I’m born again.
Burned again.
Different skin
New air, new hair, new aura.
Same voice, exact words
“Trust me,” as I stab you in your spine.
My voice cracks, skips
Curved...

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Beat me down 
With that familiar sound
Of misinformation missed
Of god and holy bliss 
Of moments good and bad and people

Carry out all that life’s about 
And make it stick like cement to the roof of...

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I sleep 
and in the awakened dream
I sleep there too
I sleep in the seamless silence of the snow
in the last liquid of the empty cup I am asleep
in the last anguish of your eyes I...

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Not Forgotten

Psalm 137:5  If I forget you, O Jerusalem,
                   let my right hand forget its skill!
Psalm...

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tomato
I used to pick them in my parents’ Iowa garden
we sliced them and put sugar on them
that made them delectable to me

tomato sauce
we used it on our Chef-boy-ar-dee boxed pizzas
it was all bubbly and sometimes...

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The pounding palpatation, the moistening of palms
Swallowing, an obstacle, wave goodbye to calm
Breathing now is labored, balling of the fist
Paranoid my eyes have bled, consumed in a red mist
It's lucky that my tongue is glued...

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The pounding palpatation, the moistening of palms
Swallowing, an obstacle, wave goodbye to calm
Breathing now is labored, balling of the fist
Paranoid my eyes have bled, consumed in a red mist
It's lucky that my tongue is glued...

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Words get lodged in teeth.
A dental hygienist
has actually extracted a few.

Like bats words hang
from the roof of my mouth,
their subsonic squeaks
jiggle its epiglottis
like a witch doctor’s rattle.

The optometrist wears her glasses
over the bridge of her...

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