Long Self indulgent Poems

~ Thank  You  Lord   ~
( The  Bell )


~O~



Day
By  day Love
Pray Praise  the  Lord
When in need of friend
He's always  there for me
You  show Your Love Goodness
To...

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"The Depths"

From the depths
silence.

Where 
are the voices
of other 
women?

In that other place,
the monsters violate, 
they take and take
bloody all, what they want

the dreams of women
are torched, murdered, 
next to them, 
the sweet dreams of lives...

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if you have taken the time to browse through this eclectic collection of self-indulgent foolishness, I hope you’ve been entertained by the quirkiness of its content, or at the very least, annoyed by the pervasiveness...

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Goodbye six pack hello* poetry scribes

My poetic side COSMOFUNNEL
wordsmith thanks tumblr in his noggin
ofttimes triggering babbling brook 
to swell after deluge
becoming stream of consciousness runnel
carving, gouging, and liquidating topography 
qua zee mow toe natural formed...

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While there is no story at all
unless it has at least two sides,
when it comes to ego's narrative lines
and epic paragraphs,
we have great difficulty in casting ourselves
as other than a one-sided protagonist story,
which others might...

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Trump's Now the President
(how he got there)
By Franklin Price
1/30/2019

Trump is now the President
Not the cause but the effect
Of  Republicans and Democrats
Refusing to connect

He's not from either party
Though Republicans have the claim
I  think he...

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Integrity of Healthy Wealth

You have heard it said
Turn your swords into plowshares.

We, both Left and Right, echo that to add
Turn from planting bombs and bullets and barbs
to planting trees, and shrubs and carbon-infested fibers.

If our...

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Gazing down along the zealously
Monitored borders of well clipped
Evergreen Privet hedges.
Standing watchful guard over 
Divisions
Re-enforced by concrete posts and
Darkly stained, wooden, wavy-lap 
Fences;
Age-old neighbourly disputes, petty
Grudges and childish jealousies -
Ably demonstrated by various
Patchworks of shabbily...

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I’m at the acorn, a coffee shop, trying to write a poem but my mind is blank. I got here early enough to get one of the comfy chairs - yeah, I’m a self-indulgent monster...

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Last Saturday, I took an empty seat 
on a park bench, with book in hand.
Feeling sorry for myself, I failed-
to notice others on this public land.

Disillusioned with life’s loneliness,
my heart and face both wore sad...

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A vision woke me from my sleep,  a dream. Images I feared would return, darkening day-to-night shadows, faulty dreams of time gone by extinguishing existence of mind, heart, and soul.
 
It was birthing in...

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"That the soul is a captive, treated humanely" John Astbery
 Inspired by Self-Portrait In A Convex Mirror, in particular the line above. I have written down some free thinking thoughts with no restraint (not much...

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2011, the modern year, coming closed
         in 2012, and passive fat assed American apathy
strangles feeling from the esophagus, **** it.

    I choke, cough out...

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The Bullingdon Club was founded in 1780 about 240 years ago.  An elite
private club for male Oxford University students, selected for their wealth,
and willingness to take part in club activities.  It was originally...

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I'm stupid.
I've fallen for the same pitfalls
that I sighted in
the distance
and said that
I was too smart
I was too ambitious
my potential was too great
to fall for them
and yet
I've fallen.
I hurt everyone with whom I come in...

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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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I woke up this morning
A stormy pattern of thoughts
My pillow wet from tears
Feelings of isolation
Lack of love
Family desertion
I woke up this morning
Alone with my thoughts
Leaning over as I walked
Hunchback across the room
From my heavy heart

I...

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The taste of you is still sharp on my tongue.
Beside me your form, vulnerable in sleep, 
Unaware of the stroke of my hand along your spine.
All day I gaze at the gentle swell of my...

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Stuck in a place with negativity bound within it's Walls. 
I need to get out of here, before the phone rings with insanity's calls. 

I burst out of the door into the streets owned by...

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May 8, 2006 - Monday 

 i have forgiven you and this is why 


Tearing at my flesh you hesitate none, at the taste of my blood you dig deeper into 
my skin, the bitterness...

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“But because of your stubbornness and your unrepentant heart, you are storing up wrath against yourself for the day of God’s wrath, when his righteous judgment will be revealed.”      ...

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I'm not afraid to die anymore.

It happened when I realized what it'd really been like to be young.
There were all these things coming in, 
and all of them fascinating,
like the unbiased smiles of potential friends
on...

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It's really not about toppling statues of evil
or burning books about malice and hate
if we were to leave only things of purity
there would be nothing left standing
we'd have to topple ourselves
put ourselves in the ground
alongside...

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Fierce competition wraps it's teeth around my spirit like a lion confined within in Coliseum corridors. The choice to move is quickly slipping away between the beast's jaws and my body, but I long to...

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Tell me, oh Observer, 
Or need you not, 
As I have known!

Have I wasted my years on useless words?
Because sometimes I feel I am losing the magic touch,
Because sometimes I feel you are closing us...

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