Long Sassy Poems

Book One: Ancestors of the Ark

Ch.1: Welcome to the Village of Chapel Hill


     In a quiet little village far away from here, lives a Minister and his wife and the animal's...

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They called her Cookie at Animal Welfare, she had a white body with one black ear and a black spot on her upper butt. She had a friendly face and was 
pretty girl. Could not...

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Damian DJ Dolly and Molly 
Were awake aware actually 
Absolutely wide eyed and 
Energetic. They woke 
Everyone 7 o'clock in the
Morning. Damian hollered 
Orders  "alright Hakim. When 
You have Everything packed up
Start loading it...

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It’s complicated…
I’m the king of jealousy
Keep me up
I’m held down

Rumors are like the watery triangle of nasty errors… 
(Aphradere waterfalls fall on us)
My black and white future is full of grey blurs 
(Remember, we are...

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Date:   July  2051

11 morning time. Party plans in demand 
Molly and Dolly birthday was soon to be.
Holly Molly and Dolly was ambitiously 
Planning all upcoming birthdays.
Every adult convened in the dining room.
CJ...

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Summer magic, Winter delight, Spring fresh, and beautiful Fall.
The diverseness of the assorted seasons tends to delight us.
Each has its own ambiance and nuances, after all.
Some years they arrive with less fuss and muss.
Summer is...

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(a university-life vignette)

It’s a Friday night, Leong and I are at a small restaurant close to the dorm called “Ordinary.” We’re in a cozy, pleasantly dark, little red booth—waiting for Lisa—who’s running late. This is...

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It was on a beautiful Sunday, that I was relaxing in the park,
Obtaining all the bliss I could, before blue skies grew dark.

The air was filled with songs, and bees were bloom to bloom;
And the...

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October the 23rd 2024 at ten till eight the mighty Kublai died.
I was selfish and greedy wanting him to last just one more week,
even though a friend called saying she could help I made plans...

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I wanna trade in my stubby spindleshanks...,

(a poor excuse for legs),
and get me the latest
sophisticated prosthetics advancements,
whereat integration of cultured stem cells
into custom made appendages
allows, enables, and provides
unfortunate recipients of amputations
to experience sensations.

No more will...

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Kublai winter days are slow and steady. He is now my fluffy
old boy dog. Sleeps a lot and is somewhat of a loner. Genghis and Sassy
follow me always wanting my attention. Not Kublai, I have...

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Why I am here in Poetrysoup?

I like a seed carelessly thrown 
upon dirty solid black, brown rocks,
I strive, thrived to grow 
despite big rough blocks..

words... phrases... sentences...
They are screaming to be released
or climbing to burst...

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Kublai has swollen lymph nodes in his throat that is why
it is hard for him to eat. The lymph nodes have spread
down his back, he won't last long. When it is time he won't eat...

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On one bright and sunny morning, verses a dark and stormy night, of course!
Dragon stood at ‘The Dragon and Sheriff Statue’, in the Mayhem Falls Park.
Dragon pondered, should he put a mustache on the Sheriff...

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I was a bonafide, happy beautician, like a gorgeous, daisy sun as it is rising;
And charming, happy faces were my pursuit, like silvery moonlight uprising.

My days were a flurry of manicures and facials, like nature's...

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I felt aggravation when the mouse trap didn’t work well.
That darn mouse got the peanut butter then he quickly fell
onto a sequence of old soda cans I left under the smelly sink, 
life can be...

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I was a skilled, dedicated CIA agent, helping to preserve national security,
By searching for and garnering information, as silvery rain ensures purity.

Days were spent perusing foreign material, or viewing international news,
Like walking a maze of...

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Little Arabella Miller lived in town, but far enough out in green country,
To watch the raspberry sun go down, and to climb a lavish, plum tree.

Arabella was seven-years-old, and had a three-year-old, baby brother;
Like the...

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I was a zealous fashion designer, whose elegant styles were ever in vogue,
Like the rainbow time of cool, damp evening, that elegant colors go rogue.

Lost in my work, I took it seriously, for creating something...

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I had named my verbose parrot Sunny, as he filled my world with sunshine;
For when someone truly touches the heart, you often must give some sign.

I habitually called him 'Sun' for short, and we had...

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I was an experienced interior designer, whose specialty was outer doors,
Ever opening to amber sunshine, as petals open, when vivid beams pour.

Functionality and beauty were very vital, so I helped customers each day,
To choose materials,...

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What to tell about me? ,
that my mother did not want me ,

I destroyed her carrier ,
dad thought we were a barrier ,

he left us because of me ,

my mom wanted to be a dancer...

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Sweet and sassy me
I am on the floor,
  won't you come baby, come.

I love to tease, I love to kiss.
   Hush... hush... 
I love to tease, I love to please.
  ...

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When Miss Lily Jane Bobbit arrived in that Alabama town,
jaws dropped; all eyes were riveted on her.
The ordinary street on which she lived would be no longer common,
for Lily Jane now graced it with her...

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