Long Scrubbed Poems

When I was a child
Everything was magical
Full of mystery and the unknown
I read hundreds of books
The library my haven
My home
Hours upon hours
Night and day
I read and got lost in text
They supplied me with adventures
Secret journeys
Fun...

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Road Trip

The country, people, and the village,
All equal, as if, for the first time, 
All of that gave a fresher image,
Nay, 'tis but a relative vantage.
Save fresh road, to its left bears a sign.

"A few...

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The country, people, and the village,
All equal, as if, for the first time, 
All of that gave a fresher image,
Nay, 'tis but a relative vantage.
Save fresh road, to its left bears a sign.

"A few more...

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It's styles of a nameless brand pristine day
an exclusive star-sheathed shadow after 
overwhelming luminous glare fainted
a somewhat true-to-life footpath in
a back of structured quaintness

Encountering myself at a passionate spring
oozing its life gliding o'er its rocky...

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Traveling shoes on got on my traveling shoes traveling shoes yall got on my traveling shoes I can travel now got on my traveling shoes can travel yall got on my traveling shoes traveling shoes...

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The National Science Foundation outsources to Colleges, today's mental assassins to secretly 
censor you using "wisedex" 
among other things. 
"Wisedex" is
in the shadows of academia, 
a deep state melanoma
with digital mitochondria and an mRNA soul.

Mental...

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A phantom beauty sheathed within a gown of utter darkness,
Stalks the lonely avenues of Los Angeles, seeking in vengeances
Revenge for her murder to bring him unto justice’s final damnation!
On the corner of thirty-Ninth Street she...

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Past unconcerned hens that distractedly 
Scratch
Under frowning protestations from the
Sheltered Lee;
Into the cloaked shadows lain across the 
Cobbled courtyard,
Behind which squats the twisted form of
The old brooding, arthritic apple tree.
Past the neat little cow-byre 
Hosed...

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My heart is empty, Jeffrey.
I’m standing here transfixed 
within the threshold 
of a vacant bedroom.
The air is still
but the delicate scent 
of your passing soul 
invades my nostrils. 
The aroma travels deep 
inside the tunnels...

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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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Far from the surging crowd,the aesthetic mass ever loved
For,some fascinated to drilling mud,more satiated with coconut ground
Most elated admiring flowering buds,all hailed for herbs, spices,Salmon or squid
But there came the most tyrannous deluge with a...

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From England's dark blackout
We came to these shores
I and my siblings
In refuge from war.
How enchanted we were
With all we saw.

First Sydney's fine harbour
And her bridge of one span
Then the azure blue sea
The long beaches of...

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She struggles to provide the essentials
Everyday
Every waking moment is like a cast iron weight around her neck
But this was her flower
And if her only option had been wringing a damp rag
This little flower would surely...

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The mind is a womb
Copulate it
Let the semen of reason
Part the legs of its cervix
And you will see
When moth struggles before its born
The power of its dreams for flight
Words are eggs, you know
Virginal eggs,
I saw...

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Laying my head back, eyes closing,
reminiscing, the years falling away into decades ago
to the 1950s at my grandparents' grand home
for Christmas.

It was a gracious dining room.
Noontime sun streaming in.
Chair rail with deep red wallpaper, white...

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I watch for her after midnight's twelve strokes,
often thinking how life likes to play cruel jokes.
Stilettos clicked on pavers as she walked
a nod on the stairs, but we'd never talked.
Eyes smudged with black liner, like...

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A Chinese girl I took to a nunnery

			I

I led her
Her silent leg-irons cutting into my shins
That day when the air stood still
Dry as the day perhaps on the hill
					when he spoke standing still
Drier still my...

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I think I must be seeing things
Before me stand the four of kings,
They shuffle when the Bishop brings
Annette upon nine raven wings

And Beanie rides a sea serpent
And wonders where the yellow went;
I go to pay...

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In a realm where love's illusion played its game,
A young and handsome man sought a heart to claim.
He danced on promises of love's sweet embrace.
Whispering vows of never-ending grace.

With gifts and dresses, he adorned his...

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Through pristine glass observed
autumnal leaves a scatter
the litter of the season
to dishevel and clutter up the garden

Sweep the crumbs away
lay polish to the smudged and smear
for glinting tiles speak ever more clear
to build the walls...

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I found you in my peripheral the other day
Thought I had scrubbed you out, but i was wrong
And I hear that I'm off your radar but I can't believe that
Or I won't believe that

Cause you...

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As I view flat prairie with mountain range beyond, morning sunshine warms me
and I know by afternoon, fierce storms may gather without warning.
I envy not the urban dweller rushing to and fro amidst stark cement...

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Gold Fever 

History will not record the bloated weight
Of this pious and bigoted race 
Or count the fat and flaccid wealth
Of religions idolatry

Those pages have been scrubbed clean
By prosperous forgivingness 
And the cruelty of established...

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Continued from Part 1

               “Upon your knees in golden naves, while peeking through the slots,
      ...

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~My Bicycle~
Everybody had one - everyone but me... 
Pedaling everywhere, laughing hysterically.

My brother had an idea; to the tip let us go,
You never know we may find some bits, and them we will show. 

Digging...

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