Long Smirks Poems

An icy chill descends on 13 Beaver Veil Cottage as sisters Ester and Ellie walk gingerly up the steps on this wet and windy night.
This once charming pied-a-terre was now in a final phase denouement.
The...

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n icy chill descends on 13 Beaver Veil Cottage as sisters Ester and Ellie walk gingerly up the steps on this wet and windy night.
This once charming pied-a-terre was now in a final phase denouement.
The...

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Date:  July  2051

The last day of family gatherings before August. Damian 
Had a limo ride with Jackson
Crysteph Julius Adonis Kyon and
CJ to visit the dwellings which housed homeless citizens and economically deprived People....

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Day 2

OK, guys, gather round. We’ll just share the thoughts on what you did last night, before we get onto the tasks at hand.
George, would you like to start?
Last night, I was reading the book...

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The drummer beats slowly, the drummer beats loud
     as he beats of humanity wrapped in a shroud.

Well he beats of the rape and the killing of war
     and the mind mangling sorrow we blithely ignore
          and...

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Good mother, bad mother, locked in a war,                           ...

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Ahh...ahh...ahh...
If I did a trust fall,
Would you catch me at all?
If the sky was the limit,
Why won't you admit...
Your true colors towards me that meant so much to me?
I just want your wings to fly,...

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Her back never faces the door

“I’ll only need you on certain days”

she says
(absently)

“I’ll have to write them down
my memory doesn’t work so well
especially when I am caught up”

she’s thinking
(a lovely stare)

“Who is that in the...

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The Williwonk rose from its hibernating sleep
And jumped up in joy with a sinuous leap.
Time for some mischief, he mischievously said,
I'll shake up Manvile and fill them with dread.

For such a vile creature was the...

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Tears for a Mother
Fears for a Father gone
Fate deals an unfair hand
The door to youthful joy closing
on adolescent shoulders imposing
grown up responsibilities instead

Eyes sadly deprived 
See not the panorama
of pursuing cloud shapes
that conceal a frivolous...

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She bustles
her boys out of bed
grouse, groan, growl
groggy gripes
snarky snipes, as they squabble
their way to breakfast

Packs their lunch
crunch, smack, munch, they eat
hurry boys-
catch the bus
flurry and fuss all the way
outdoors, scuffing floors

She sighs, so
relieved, can't...

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I still reminisce when it was raining incessantly at 3:55 a.m. in the nascent ticks of time on a wistful wednesday. My skin felt the spark of crying hail and maybe, the snow-storms melted too...

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Quiet Soul

1963
Her skin is that of alabaster. Wide circles of red rouge pronounced her thin lips and each cheek.
She is soulfully unique.
Her hair of dried stalk was approving to her eyes of vacuous emeralds.
She traveled...

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To Mr. Otto Osips Ochs
My friend, the dream is exhausted
But as long as you chase it, I will follow
Mr. Dylan Thomas 
Perhaps destiny it’s self will spare us
To yours, mine, our struggle 
Their smiles
Here’s to...

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Though east is east and west is west, 
each corner lawyers will infest,
and one thing they’ll deploy with zest:
notorious, the “but for” test.

You want to be the one who smirks,
once having stomped on stupid jerks?
Quell...

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Fat is beautiful, thin is beautiful too. Black is beautiful, so is white. Isn't beauty subjective? Aren't we crystallizing 'arbitrary constructs' way too much? And ending up victimizing that stranger, that friend, our very own...

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Through the piercing silence of the night
Echoes the soul grasping sound
Of the ethereal howling of a pack of wolves
Their song is carried across the air
Over the tree tops to a place of forever

The full moon...

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Every morning, I steal longing glances at the most spellbinding creature I have ever cast my two eyes upon, 
Her skin is pale and lifeless, wearing a peculiar looking amulet draped across her neck, 
I...

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Eerily, I seem to wake
At the droning dusk
To feed my hate
To quench my lust
To salvage the young
And drink them clear of their sweet rum.

Hauntingly, I approach.
As quiet as a rodents burst
Danger sends its shuddering calls
But...

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They Riot.
They revel in frank spotlight, 
getting drunk in a boozy blitz. 
You can find them wrapped in the lush covers of pure linen on Sunday mornings, 
their madness of headaches and chills covering their...

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DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE EMOTIONAL ISSUES
I was born in a land far, far away called... home. 
Not yet still-born. 
A place of iced mountain mazes, 
that were once warm, like an oasis of...

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The god of greed, of power and of haste
Has wrought in silence all the joy of Love
From hearts of men and, in his anger, placed
His shield of gold upon the throne above.

Far down below, among...

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All my life I had to fight... this fight... this fight... for right of life. 
Those that give me the most strife are those claiming to have the right. 
Of course, I am different and...

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These important aspects,
In living the way, 
And being what God wants
Me to be.
In whatever circumstance, 
I choose to dance,
Shout, and say amen,
Because goodness,
And mercy,
Continuously,
Follow me.
No matter,
What plans,
The enemy has for me.
No matter what, 
I receive,
In...

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The Aged Man
                            Authored by Chuck Keys


There is...

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