Long Stranded Poems

I see people moving, but going nowhere
I see people moving with their hands thrown in the air
I see people moving but they have nothing to share
Bags and pans, old kettle, and old man
The scavenger, the...

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Flint 
Within its brilliance gleaming
Cool black in lacquered polished silver chrome
Cranked up pistons bleached in summer’s heat
Hot steam rising as gears thundering
Beyond the crystal liquid city lights
Highways built across the land
In hearts felt pride American...

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Where art thou anonymous benefactor...to offer me succor?

Ah... methinks legal tender 
could be a boon to help me bolster 
mein kampf with necessary material equipage,
which prospect to acquire essential 
commodities sabotaged 
at the altar of...

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Invocation to the Muse

From the gleaming skin of life’s underbelly, 
sin unreconciled, formed from Nephilim seed,
fleet footed jokers mask pawns into flight;
To the epistle of the Most High.
For in the beginning, the true and only...

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I'm fondly reminded of touring Europe our housing quarters and daycare i worked were under planned attacks blessing the attack meant for women and children would strike celebration of black September the attacked touched down...

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A born lioness my untamed heart? ha! 
a mouse, this pulsing token ruled by unruly wants
at times given, traded or stolen - sometimes
thrown down on a dare to be won or lost 
till it became...

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How one twenty first century married mortal male (me - Matthew Scott Harris)...
found himself bewitched about Circe,
particularly after reading book title by the same name.

An enchantress and a minor goddess
in ancient Greek mythology and religion
depicted...

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The scenery was magnificent, and the morning was slightly hot,
Our land cruiser was windowless, and sitting in a lovely spot.

The giraffes were splendid, and much bigger than I'd expected,
One could hardly gaze at the vast...

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Please help yarn hexed door neighbor...

Yours truly pinned down by invisible 
vestiges of coronavirus and
getting attacked from angry plague 
of buttons, plus huge spools of yarn
grossly mistook me for human sock 
to seal and line...

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A Place Not Meant To Be
           
PART: II            (699 of 1487 words)

#9: Days of...

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You’re my star – I set fire to our firey rose 
Bouquet of stars – I hand to you – 
We’re opposites, like poetry and prose
You came out of the blue, I’m left without a...

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THE MANY PATRON SAINTS OH HOW I RELY ON SAINT ANTHONY DURING THE DAYS OF REACHING FOR SOLACE FOR PEACE OF MIND REMEMBERING ME BEFORE TRAUMATIC BRAIN INJURY THEN I COULD THREAD A NEEDLE REMEMBER...

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...the village shivers   a hive of restless souls
skin pricklin' with anticipation
as costumed runners fixin' to gather — hearts a-thrummin'
              ...

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Catharthis...
neglect of the art and it's form is such a beautiful start
let go of the pain
let go of all emotion
the hatred is spread thin
Touched and such beautiful notions
I know you are striving
to be with you're...

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'm extinct 
I'm irrelevant 
Rare off day today
Go to to store and see if I can pilfer a couple xmas presents
Raise me this way
My moms ddnt 
But my deviation has allowed me
Woke up this morning...

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Wergle Flomp Good Humor 2023

The following constitutes a rather 
twisted as a pretzel SUBTITLE:

I dash with my jiggling boobs in an attempt to escape... 
being overrun by teddy bears and beanie babies
while carrying out heavy...

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Slowly creeping out of winter 
Would it ever be the same 
If I showed up at your door 
Out of breath, out of line 
With a million excuses behind my manic behavior?
A video diary full...

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I awake to the dawning of another day
To my knees, I fall and begin to pray
This prayer is different, unlike any before
All of the sudden, a sound outside my door

Upon my feet, I run down...

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Severe night terrors after being held 
captive for a week during Christmas 
again my abusive ex brutally attacked 
me every Christmas since that arson 
murder that cold Christmas day 1984 
all the elderly persons perished...

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“Words We Cannot Escape”

Words we can no longer speak

we tap dance over keys 
bruised blackly numb
Winter palette in hand 
Autumn now gone 

across white-washed notes fixated on stark enclosed walls 
the scent of old Lavender...

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The date of the celebration
(the second day of February) coincides
with medieval feast of Candlemas,
and its pre-Christian predecessor,
Imbolc, a day also rich in folklore.

An old Scottish prophecy foretells
sunny weather on Candlemas
means a long winter.

The tradition is...

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You are pulling me down like gravity
You can be so burdensome 
You are pushing me down angrily
You are dangerous like a lion in the 
spooky den unlike some
You got to build more self-esteem 
I have...

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Frog in a Well

By: Joanne Jin 

1.
The Frog

I am the frog in a well:
I do not speak; I do not move–

I think of sundaes and sunshine and all the euphoria,
But I can’t help but carry...

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Destruction, As Kali Walks Upon Earthen Grounds


Goddess of Destruction that teams with the Lord of Lusts 
As wrathful winds bequeath savage ravaging gusts
Hades match,  that has destroyed many a soul
World and darkness combine to...

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Alexandria, Egypt is well known for being the city where Cleopatra once ruled her people and both she and her famous lover, Mark Anthony met their final, tragic fates.  It is where the "Pharos...

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