Long Slaving Poems

Ah... the glory of a restful sleep

Nothing beats the refreshing
blissful peaceful easy feeling
resulting from shut-eye after
feeling zonked out staying up
late after a hard day's night
binge reading or slaving o'er
crafting an umpteenth brilliant
masterpiece a comment from
modest...

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Halloween Tale, Poetic Dream Of Raven, Poe And I
(Not a contest entry)

When into an unearthed slumber I fell
An accursed storm came with its black tail
Within isles of swirling doom and gloom
I woke, a prisoner in...

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I was out of work in thirty-three and forced to take the road,
not really looking forward toward the tramping swaggy code,
and as luck had it, just by chance, I no longer had to hike,
‘cause parked...

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Born in the Goshen ghetto,
bound by an Ashkenaz forged umbilical chain
Beloved mother was Jim Crow lynch poor,
adored father was the Uncle Sam same
Third-generation slaves,
pauper freed allegedly
But royal blood their ancestors  
sweaty tears did bleed
From...

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Eckhart Tolle says, "Life will give you whatever experience is most helpful for the evolution of your consciousness."

...

To this, I say, bring it on
Throw everything at me, the night of your own right,
And as sure...

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V.
From the day it seemed that things just got worse,
she started handing with less-than-great friends,
and more than once she was caught cutting class,
more and more Miles could feel his heart rend.

He tired talking to her…so...

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In the collected fleece 
Soft white dappled against a crisp blue sky
Morning broke to its light of passion
As the phantom shades
Bowed their acquiescence
To the brush works of beauty 

All came to nothing
Rolled beneath the rubber
Black...

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Sawing Firewood For My Dad, Again

"Saw them logs boys, saw them logs
 heat for the kitchen, heat for the halls
Winter is going to be so very cold,
 so get it done before we all grow...

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As the dust burns my weary eyes
I push on and compromise 

Looking for a long lost dream 
Of swimming through the waters clean

Bombs echoing in the distance
Dead and gone in an instance

Praying to god for...

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the question is not
“if,” but when the Israeli government decides to
attack Iran,
just what do you think you’ll be doing?

will you be home watching afternoon television,
maybe “The Talk,” or “Anderson Cooper,”
guzzling down Coca-Cola & stuffing yourself...

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I was working for Jack Daymond, a farmer,
who farmed livestock, potatoes and vines.
I s’pose he had over two hundred cattle.
The spuds and the grapes grew in lines. 

Oh gawd! Jack had me slaving ‘til sunset,
keeping...

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The scene was set the moment we met as he guarded my
heart with verses of pleasure-
I’ll never forget the irrational threat banning poetry
beyond comprehensive measure. 
Freedom bells rang and little birdies sang to the tune
he...

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Bending Time

Bending Time is an act that Spirits can do,
as easy as lifting your fork is for you.
See Time is their realm; it’s the world they live in,
each second to them comes and goes at...

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‘ Monsters, Among Us … ’

 Scatter The Creeping Vapor-Stench, Away
  Expose The Wake of  Eerie, Fog and Shadows
And Nightshade and Fiends, and Vile-Beasts That Bay
 Begone, to Taboo, Grounds, Unhallowed …

… for...

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For them.

To her the word love refers to a boy.
Something she yearns for and misses dearly.

The day they met was cold and fraught with January chill.

“Oh, that does seem so long ago.”

That is the untarnished...

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A Belated CCV Das Kapital event...

regarding birthday anniversary
wicked candle box event burns bright
for Karl Marx,
who amazingly graced, 
and kindled pinterest
jumpstarting money fest destiny. 

Born May 5, 1818, in Trier Germany
to Heinrich and Henrietta Marx,
sans the...

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Eradicated, exquisite, hypocritical, and divine
Given your own heart --- but not given your own mind

Slaving through this lifetime to just rush to the next
Disqualified, degraded, and generation-hexed

Unintelligent, psycho, and deranged
When you open your eyes ---...

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I'm the son of all that's been
Drinking deep of my sin
Of premarital and of lies I've told
And responsibilities I hold

Scattered them all in the breeze
It barely even bothered me
I thought I was king, I knew...

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A BALLAD TO THE ANCESTORS

Like ripened fruits plucked from a flourishing tree,
They were stolen from a lush paradise garden;
A self sustained dwelling having no need of a warden;
A beautiful paradise where all could work and...

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Born May 5, 1818, in Trier Germany 
     to Heinrich and Henrietta Marx,
sans the third of nine children 
     (and second oldest heir) 

   ...

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This Bumptious Poet ©

Once again dear reader,
     aye strive to regale ye
with in apropos prate,
     (nee inane) vain
null gibberish in order to suss stain
mine infamous reputation
 ...

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THE INNOCENT HEART ? 

           When your heart was innocent
          The cups of her chest is...

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Have you ever felt the weight of your heart in your chest? The low, saddened beats that echo through your entire being? The way it feels as if it was trying to fall out of...

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See what!

Don’t let a let a lot of
skyjack noise 
		         cloud your IQ vision
Radar babies make sonar decisions
for the latest batch 
of tech toys

They be so double...

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So yo’ farm masters
got yo’ phat attractive features
listed on public notice,
at da commodity trading display — touting you as
one fine looking hoofed creature

State Fairs have long been
4-H 401k 
good capital investment forays
Sow auctions are traditional;
if...

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