Long Skateboards Poems

Unquotable quotes: Paris, the last week of the August reprieve – XXXV Part Two
                 II

The first signs reek tell-tale
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Unquotable quotes: Paris, the last week of the August reprieve – XXXV
 Part One                     ...

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In Truth, He Dies

"Kevin"

Drug buy,
for one it went good.
Drug buy,
for one it went bad.

You see Kevin,
wore high heeled sneakers.
You see Kevin,
was his junkies' keeper.
 
But one day;
the junkie didn't have it,
so Kevin didn't give it,
but...

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What is the purpose, 
of lying to yourself
when it's eating you up inside,

What is the purpose,
of running to hide
as if you could never be found,

What is the purpose,
of pretending not to care
when the most important...

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I grew up in Bath in the nineteen nineties
wearing short shorts over tighty whities,
while Bath were champions of English Rugby,
a beautiful city farfetched from ugly.

We played on Stilts and had Yo-Yo's,
skateboards with logo's,  
Tamagotchi's,...

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Petrified pottery ponders plots. Ploys play putting purring. And a frantically fraternising pickle arch can glow on many a skyline at dusk. In many hues. Many dusks many arches many hues and many hues mean...

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part 2 of 2

8 No Love in the Heart of Town

Hot summer day
Fetty Wap heavy rotates
Done pretendin' to find a God charades
Besides feelin' not havin to try, nothin's changed
Jumped in 1 after another place
Robbed different...

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yo alex wadup,first off my apolige,couldnt make ur wake,or see your family,cuz when u died i was in denile for a year at least,i still talk to u in prayer,hope u hear it chief,seems like...

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Happy Endings 


A long day in the office is just a prelude
to the kaleidoscopic formations
gathered beneath store front close out sales
and pigeon feathers as I head for the station,
the five o’clock hopefully on time

Strolling down...

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What If?

What if guppies and goldfish could swim through the air?
What if birds could only relax by sitting in a chair?

What if spider webs looked like charming bungalows?
What if cheese sticks had to be hunted...

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Come and gone like small twister
like the cloud of debris he’s left.
Echoes of Charlie Brown’s buddy Pigpen
blow through the cobwebs in memory.
Left over coffee cups replacing
Transformers still dumped in the attic.
Reams of knarley skateboards, wheel-less,
lay...

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dubbed trash by the many &
revered by the few,
sitting on the street curbs &
nesting on the steps
so if ya don’t like what you see
you better 
rub em’ till’ they bleed &
waiting on the piggies 
strolling...

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I've never been good with things.
Electric toothbrushes need a lot of thought,
Some honey jars 
need more passion to open then I have.
Putting things together
is not my thing.
I break easy when mending.

I shine at midnight.
My hands...

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Below are the majority views of students about to vote
for their next high school head-captain: 


Nelson:

He is tall and handsome,
plays for our basketball team,
knows the best bars in town,
hates maths, just like us.


Pitt:

He's shy,
hates proms...

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I know I should apologise but I ponder at my fault
I truly thought that every cat had abilities to vault
Most other times he ran away when I backed out of the drive
I mean it's only...

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I see city dwellers resting on concrete seats
Day dreaming a thought or two
The fragrance of coffee wafting out into the street

Here’s to the situated sparrow poking and jumping about
Searching for his daily opportunity
Honking cars and...

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COSMIC HEART

There once were places in this world where you could escape
but now the whole globe is wrapped with investigation tape.
So when I want to get away and leave this mess behind
I find myself diving...

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For children, summer is swing sets and slides,
ice cream or snow cones, carnival rides,
the school bell’s last ring as kids flee the school,
hot dogs at ball games and days at the pool.

It’s pitching a tent...

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A cardboard box tumbles
Down the dark and empty street.
Cold gray houses stand watch,
No life within, their voices stilled,
Their wide eyes vacant.
On the porches furniture shrouds
Flap and tear in the bitter wind.
Dry leaves swirl and whisper.

Do...

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hypbst

you need to stop spending money
on stupid street wear and shoes
Supreme, Jordans and Yeezys
are a waste of your dues
your closet is full of hypebeast clothes
that you will outgrow in a year
$1300 for two pairs of...

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Spring comes like the blossoms of summer,
Beautiful to look at and a blessing from God.

The trees and their tiny leaves start evolving,
The weather caresses us and keeps us warm.

The sound of the chirping birds singing...

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Here we go poof
(From China with love)

I remember kids in America
at the Bank of America
in their baggy pants, baseball hats,
   tee-shirts.
There was snow on the mountains
   clouds in-pressing to get over
...

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Wide awake, trying to get some sleep

Remember memories that are yours to keep

Overwhelm yourself with the memories of your past

The path you used to run down as a lad

The grass you used to play on...

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My neighbor is importing kids!
Broken arms and ankles are sure to follow.
The ragamuffin’s ruckus drowns out the gibbons
totally smashing my morning sit.

The cars arrived, a funeral procession, 
each dropping off a hooligan to spoil the...

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I saw an old man with tired eyes
lean over a fence and
throw apples at the boys skateboarding along the side walk
thought he was angry
looked like he was mad
seemed upsetting
was sort of sad
but the boys on...

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