Long Solicit Poems

The Picture of Dorian Gray: Paint Me As An Event
The Picture of Dorian Gray, a decent fanciful novel by Irish writer Oscar Wilde, published in 1890. The novel, the only one written by Wilde, had...

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I was forever losing things, and my laughing friends called me a klutz,
Like darker skies misplace buttery sun, when a severe storm develops.

I had once lost the keys to my house, and waited locked out...

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united states are in debt most
kingdoms countries are in deficit
they have beautiful cars great highways
bread to eat water to drink and almost
free air to breathe
so dont worry about debts deaths and deficits
we are all in...

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When a woman I yearned for would not return my emotion,
I consulted a witch for a magic love potion.
She said there was an elixir that would suit my request,
Time-consuming to make, but was by far...

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On a shattered pebble beach my kernel,
becomes this dervish dancing to the maniacal symbol rash tune,
of inchoate monsoon grass beat timpani,
that’s dimly frowned on by sonic virtuoso,
but terms like briny carrageen sea sweep gain purple...

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Amadioha the great god of Thunder and Justice
We have gathered at the shrine of Alusi’gwe 
To pour libations to you
Even as I do my folk song
Bring me the ogene, to awaken the spirit of my...

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In the office, he smiles so charmingly.
Saying and doing all the right things,
he puts all his female patients completely at ease.
Even the women hard to please return to him,
for he is famous for his bedside...

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The lights of the city reflecting from the aqueous pitch, pavements in a kaleidoscope of colours create a melancholy ambience for the few who venture within. The city is transformed as the animated bustle of...

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CHRISTMAS – AS WE SEE IT


A sparkling white crest of new fallen snow
A bakery window laden with freshly baked pastries
Children – sledding down a hillside or skating on a frozen pond
Sleigh bells ringing on a...

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4/10/22

I don't care if god forbids it
All day and night long I fidget
Alcoholic drinks I sip it
THC I smoke, another habit have yet to kick it

I pay it all no mind and have zero interest
You'll...

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Wood chew believe aye took stock...?

Upon a whim, an endeavor
arose to communicate
cumulative key whatchamacallit,
yea...nuggets o' wisdom, asper
about yours truly no reason, nor

rhyme unwinding, tooling sputtering
most vexing mystery more
baffling than any whodunnit,
asper in this ole rattle...

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November air pours in from the dark island night
Through our Caribbean windows, 
A sea salt breeze, an exhale, white cushioned wicker chairs
Window slats turned out 
And I turned in, a white nightgown
A full breath in...

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The Poetry Machine

 

                          The phrase is deus ex machina

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The Poetry Machine

 

                          The phrase is deus ex machina

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There once was a poet named Neumann
whose bile went as white as albumen.
He emailed a missive,
his ire derisive, 
attempting to yoke fellow humans. 

His target would not come to heel,
so then it became an ordeal.
Disguised...

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Shine shine Africa 
God has bless you with so many gifts
The forests and coconut tree that sit behind my house is awesome to praise God.

I can not forget the birds that sings sweet melodies each...

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Catching Pisces

He peddles alchemized wood 
Along the outdoor corridor,
Milk-crate mounting as students skim by, 
Heeding not his lifelong stock.

Sweat leaks from his palette.
He searches their fingers for the shavings 
That lie flat like loose beard...

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She comes from her closet
Clad in a pure white gown
The atmosphere has been charged
Joy, peace and love rule the day
All eyes suddenly drawn to one direction
No chance to look down
Lest eyes miss the spectacular scene
The...

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If you can't give, If you can't receive
If you can't share, If you can't care
Just be kind,
for kindness is the forte of mankind

When vagrant beggars approach you,
solicit your things and money,
even if you don't have...

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An instrument of beauty,
poetry is art at its best
with its verses of passion
penned with love
in assorted and variegated
metrical composition
with sublime and
aesthetically satisfying flow.

It is a creative exposition 
that unfolds and enlightens
with enchanting constructs 
the demonstrative...

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Beware of those who would solicit your political or economic loyalty
by attributing to you
fear, anger, and/or hate motivations,
concerns,
issues you presumably share.

Loyalty,
potentially sustainable through multiple regenerations,
follows the lights and richer-hued darks of your positive motivations,
shared loves...

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Death must be old fashioned way up in the future. Nobody's gonna die.  Tell me when. Should I solicit from the reaper?  Must I decide with my keeper? Must I still try to...

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I miss my dad
At the days like these,
When nights and mornings are worse,
I real miss my dad!

He taught me to love,
Care and listen to others,
He gave me courage, of schooling, singing and drawing.
When nights and...

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With whatever retrospect behind my neck I’ll make you look like an insect to intersect/
I inflict and solicit my scripts strict to set out a rhythmic therapeutic antic/
While I’m poetic I’ll constrict any rap artists...

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Escaping Illusions


A person can only take so much
Guess you ran out of luck, huh?
What’s next?  What did he do?  What didn’t he do?
You can’t have your cake and eat it too.

How can she...

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