Long Scatterbrained Poems

I’m in distress
I can’t express
How I feel deep down inside
This feeling is a terrible tide
How do I impress
Everyone here in excess?
I’m just here to simply abide
By God’s Law, I don’t subside

My tears are diamonds in...

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Village in the Valley left behind, and then it's a fine find
Mountain in the making...in the dark alleys of my mind

You're a flashlight
In the night
You are a friend 
Till the end
Bite the bullet
You're the village...

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(Seems that these days a whole lot of people suffer from anxiety and depression. Now whether that's a reflection on our world and society, whether there's actually greater incidence of it or if we just...

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*Image of Hikers Warning by Pixabay.

Out Of The Way

As a self-proclaimed ruler of my person, I am mindful of the internal convictions, external constitutions as Lord overseer of my spotless realm,

Upon my own free will,...

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Your scars from the past will soon heal…
There are more and more blessings to reveal
Wondering where have you been hiding
In the shadows in which you were abiding?

I apologize for being a delirious drag…
Now, I’m speechless...

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Who knows where the wicked, wicked wind blows
Who knows, but it does show...it does show aglow
That there’s a glow, glow, glow in your eyes, I know
The winter wind blows as the burning rose flows

Sweat on...

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Impossible to burst my bubble of invincibility
Invisible to all human beings, so I need a mere remedy
Scatterbrained, but I remain in my lane of thought again, again, again
It doesn’t matter that I’m drained anymore and...

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Your face was red and blue…hope you feel good again
When I saw you, you obviously, abruptly coughed
I couldn’t help, but remember that…I’m feeling 7 out of 10 
When I saw you smile, I knew you...

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*chorus*

The mountain winds are howling its stormy resentment
The snow glitters on the triumphant mountains…
I’ve tried to conceal these feelings of discontent
My eyes are spraying with tears of sorrow – weep no more, sad fountains
Don’t push...

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(V. 1) I’m so irresponsible, 
But you’re gorgeous and irreplaceable 
I don’t know how to let go 
I don’t know where to go…
I shouldn’t leave behind my past totally
I don’t know how to let go...

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Characteristics that would best long fit to who I truly am.

Serious
Isn't afraid to talk about deeper issues in life
Can detest superficiality
Can reasonate with mentally 

Emotionally
Feels deeply
Can relate to me on more than intellectual level
Class clown...

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She's awash in contradictions. 
Though you just might fall in love
with those big doe eyes.  


She'll put you on a pedestal.
To her,  you can do no harm.
 She is a friend to the...

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“love is just passion that can turn.”
sometimes i wonder when people will tire of taking care of me. 
when my mother’s lilting sighs will lengthen as she dabs at my grape juice finger paintings splattered...

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A law firm partner living on Madison Avenue
bought a farm in the country.  What a strange thing to do!
Oliver Wendell Douglas and Hungarian-born wife,
would head for Hooterville to start a new life.
Oliver and Lisa...

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The Darwin Awards are a posthumous honor, recognizing those who have improved the human gene pool by removing themselves from it by their own foolish actions.

In a robbery way out in Long Beach
Elliot's handgun misfired...

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She didn’t run – she walked
Her hands by her side
Graceful and girly, like a lady
She was certainly ladylike
I was her girl, her baby
The twinkle in her eye
And the scatterbrained reminder
That love is never silent

One afternoon
As...

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corruption, discrimination, feelings, judgement, nonsense, poets, spoken word,

ScatterBrain/ Misdeeds! ©


From my scrambled mind brews quagmires of twaddle--- 
I try to assimilate wisdom with lyrics….  
My mouth slags ‘lost’ for proficient words ---
And fall short...

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On some painted wall they pee,
Funnily straightening themselves like a tree:
The peremptory command of their finished evil tea
And now complete rejection of a toilet with key!
The guys keep doing their thing with utmost glee,
Diametrically feeling...

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THE PASSIONLESS REVOLUTIONARY


A ragged impulse – the scrivener’s tetch
truncated our conversation on the working
class.  Your brief was their craft
was their art, which liberation lost
to them: mine was an impounded version
of the waggoner’s instance, the...

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