Long Spice up Poems

(continued) "What’s a Shogun? Funny you should ask”, Tom grinned… “because that’s the 
exact same question we all asked each other when this came over on the teletype. Word is 
from the boys in the...

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A path can lead or return those who follow. It will show 
you the way back from whence you came.
No need to give it much thought, right?
Perhaps you did not think about the path being...

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Surprises Spice Up Life


Life’s full of surprises that spice up our Life:
Common surprises; strangest of surprises...
Drive around town; visit the eventful circus
Go to Church; visit the school, the cinema
Immerse self in adventure; in treasure hunt,
You’ll...

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My Love, Bae
Your skin glows like the strawberry, blossoms as the rose in the purest hope of 
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(Song: Rise one blood one life)
This is my honeymoon
The day I dreamed of ngath whom I love
In the year of yang de miir
The age of calamity
Under the shade of that tree
Yes, that tree

We fell in...

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You failed once. You failed twice. Time for you to retest,
Even if it means that each day you have to skip recess.
     So far you have failed every course that you...

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Born without a Phallus

Arigbe,
the first and last child of his parents
named after the famous Arigbe leaf
a wild magical spice
only used by women who need to spice up their love lives
his father’s love for his mother...

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I throw my hands up in the air
 And wonder what was going on over there
The ship has just dock at sea
And the coast guards were running after thee
 And tugs boats were standing by
To...

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It's awfully quite at the end of August, placid fireflies
come out before the appearance of stars;
how tender, how beautiful are the rolling waves
in the dark sea kissed by the radiant moonbeams!



Absorbed in deep thought, I...

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(Author’s note: This poem is a humorous satire on how a modern media mentality would view the story of Christ’s Ascension.)


The Ascension (with Rewrites)

By Mark D. Stucky
Look!
Up in the sky!
Not a bird.
Certainly no plane.
It’s super...

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The 1990s were a great time when various artists from every European country made it to the music scene, including B*Witched and Spice Girls. As a matter fact, all of us Americans love their songs...

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The awkward walker and excellent climber
Pulling thyself to a higher branch.
With thick muscular tongue
Used deftly for manipulating words

The single use of thy unbridled tongue,
A million damage of the best things
A match, though insignificant and small
The...

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A Tale of Winter

Words in front of me in sight in their style and in some
weight on the type face I grin beaming with sadness

A crystal ball’s incantation gleams paranormal winter magic
and necromantic I reach...

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I insisted the jubilee amiability
to stir up with twilight-ed spirit
zeal of desires aroused 
as the silverly rays crowned me
to pour out the gilded spirit.
Earstwhile crimson years
With some bichrome days
My glazed tumbler seems to reflect
those moments
as...

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Welcome to the 90's!
Dial-up, pogs and frosted tips.
A decade to spice up your life, 
Take a moment to reminisce

Blockbuster's and pic-a-flic's
Tamagotchi's, SNES, MSN
Slap bracelets everywhere
Burnt C'D's for your discman

Met Forrest Gump and Mrs. Doubtfire
Travelled with...

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I hadn’t heard of the wonderful Poets of Gloop!
How could I know that there was such a group?
I kept up a Blog where my work went to thaw.
But no one stopped by, no one ever...

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Everybody expects so much from me,
I have no clue how to do it.
From being a strong, brave girl,
I started hiding in my shell.
No ring of the bell is changing me.

So, 
I hide in pool of...

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I have had a great life, but I am truly not done.   
We’re surely in this world to have a little fun.
People who know me, truthfully and happily say.
This woman is always sure...

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Despicable 
How it drips down the side
Bubbling up from the innards of the pot

I can hear the sizzling 
The smell of the butter drenched corn
I throw in a bit of salt and pepper
To spice up...

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My Neck Is Red, My Arms Are Tan
By Rick Rucker

My neck is red, my arms are tan,
I was, not long ago, a working man,
I retired, some weeks ago,
The Sun comes up, I have no place...

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They examined me with tape measures in their eyes as I entered
superimposing famous female faces over my own in their minds
like pictures printed on clear plastic sheets
placing one atop another onto an overhead projector
my teachers...

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My mate must have seen the big grin on my face
He said spill it man, is that grin glued in place 
I had to confess since the day I got wed 
That I’d never had...

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Cabal’s Cantankerous Carnival


Carefully they plot the final climax before midnight falls at summer tides

Anticipate what is brewing in the potty vessel of self-righteous ritual

Bellow the fire smack lips full of distasteful belief in merits of...

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I'm taking it upon myself
to sing a phrase or write a lick
to put a few words upon the shelf
for singers and poets to pull and pick

what's needed are more rhymes for love
so here I offer...

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I watched you as you tangled stars in the horizon of my life,
Stirring my imagination in your wake, a comet's tail gone adrift.
It was the overwhelming brilliance of your charm that envelops,
A sweet captivity, a...

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