Long Smudgy Poems

Within the frame a sepia scene
a dusty porch   a rickety chair   
the fabric of your dusky face creased
with ceaseless sunbaked woes
your old pair of getaway feet gives 
a different walk of...

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Once upon a time...

Once upon a time, in France, a storyteller fella
Wrote of a girl named Cinderella,
Meant as a fairy tale romance.
Her daddy died when she was young, and she was forced to share his...

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It was the time when art was king,
Of artists whose praises  we all sing.
Great minds there were in the Renaissance,
Through eons , unsurpassed, with little advance.

Greatness was embodied in the works of art,
In Lorenzo's...

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Dr Doom: Well Reed, we meet again, and excuse me for putting your dear ex to sleep, or she'd use her powers to conjure that defense shield that would make capturing the "Eccentric Four" a...

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Botched Artwork Saves Town

Sometime last year, in late August 2015, something unusual went viral..
It was an ancient picture on the wall, vastly unlike its original art..

A piece of botched artwork, unfinished, and yet all over...

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Many an angel does wear white,
Though the flawless, blinding, perfect cloth
Is seldom a part of the celestial uniform.

True angelic attire is as often as not
A bloodflecked smock
Inhabited by a cranky, caring cynic
Bent on saving you...

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The ominous presence of something evil that was felt but not eye-seen brought a presage of doom to the already spooky-feeling bonfire in the woods.

The campfire which had been glowing and popping and snorting oranges...

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Inside I'm slowly dieing 
i cant breath 
im not lying 
i sit curled into my small ball 
i hug myself and try not to hurl 
it sickens me 
myself 
the aspects of life 
that which...

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You abandon me on my teenage fore To be reminiscent of our virgin love
To pang through the emotional lane
Seeking solace in our thoughtful plain
The words so rhyming were those scenes
We lived through with emotions spleen

Taking...

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You can draw me in
But I'm always in the blank space
The void of "just stepped outside"
Though my hand could rub the ink
Maybe I'll sit staring at stained fingertips
Proving I was there, made an impact
Even changed...

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Maestro! I lost all the keys, all the lost keys
but I'm just a smudgy decoy, right? 
awoken after the rising superstition
awoken after the old wheelchair genocide

I was bored in this theatre marionette
as a hopeful jackdaw,...

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Don, not the one on the trombone, 
Though you could spin a ball 
Cool as him. The big stone 
Where we sit watching the rain fall 
Is it still there? I need 
A rock stronger...

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Through  the  vitreous  glazing of my  window, 
Strange eerie  darkness  torches  out, 
Milky speckles  twirl and  dance  along  the  sky, 
The  once...

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We live behind chipped nail 
polish and smudgy makeup. 
None of us are perfect, and 
none of us are whole.

We let boys carry our heart 
away on their gallant white 
horses,
Completely aware that they're 
not...

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She sits all alone
In her classes and at break,
A lonely trip
To the library she'll take.

No-one speaks to her,
No-one cares,
Everyone simply
Wispers and stares.

Just because she's different,
And not the same,
Doesn't justify
Calling her lame.

She's new and vulnerable,
With not...

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black silk strands dance across my skin
and curtain her flawless face
smudgy desire lines her piercing eyes
as she moves toward a taste

her glance forms the unwilled
arching of my butterfly spine
liquid passion trickles down my thigh
sensation so...

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