Long Talkies Poems

I loved my school counseling job
Loved it, loved it, loved it.
Until they moved me to another school part time.
One week school A - my home school.
The next week school B-  a school that loves...

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I loved my school counseling job
Loved it, loved it, loved it.
Until they moved me to another school part time.
One week -school A - my home school.
The next week school B-  a school that loves...

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Horrid night terrors invaded my dreams awakening me shattered thoughts tampering with my emotional state again while reliving the heinousness of a senseless arson murder of 9 persons the season for murder my murder my...

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Today I embrace my wearing wires pregnant for the fbi buying weapons and drugs from corrupt junk sick officers working for gang leader as hitmen and security guards selling drugs to pregnant mothers today I'm...

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at the mission in the Bowery
when the addict comes in at night
they are ushered through electronic doors that
slam shut like a prison 
echoing down the hall &
with few people on staff
they make their rounds in...

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Dark Side

Date: Mon, Oct 19 2015 at 5:44 PM

I'm on "Probation"
I can't catch any "Cases"
Cause they goin give me a "Equation"
I feel like grabbing the "Knife"
Of "Mike"
And "Jasons"
An put nails in my face like "Hellraiser"
An...

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I am the penitent fire,
The smoldering answer to the final question,
The World Host,
The vibrant colors in your eyes,

And yet...

            I spill tragedy everywhere.
 ...

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Rain hurls wetness
Public places watered;
Soaking exposure

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Dark passing clouds
Loiter and linger;
Tears from heaven

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Rainy debris
Dry leaves soaked;
Earthy tea brew

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Takeaway meal
Local gourmet touch;
Sensorial pleasures

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Two crows sit
Rain drenched;
Tree branch spies

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Cherry tomatoes
Crunchy sensations;
Power de-tox

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Bus ride trip
Nowhere to go;
Surprise awaits

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Old movies
Greyscale...

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Mary Pickford and Samsung, her most reliable cat
Knew that talkies were going to be where it’s at
She confided to her pet and said I cannot wait!
These movies sound wonderful said cat. Incredibly great!

Don’t tell the...

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I remember those 
Dented tin cans
The string communication
Of my childhood.

We lived in first story houses,
Telling their fourth or fifth
As we stood on the other side
Of a world without the grey.
Eyes screwed shut,
We shouted excitement into
Our...

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Stacked with books, assiduity elsewhere
Exams knocking at hand
Yet the Friday get-go
And final cut buff. 

Night at sea and morning sloth
The evening prowl and buddy talkies
Escaped tuition and soul mate bask
Brainsick few moments
Ended with a break...

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War taught of the need for nutrition and good health, 
and so Penicillin was first used on mass scale, 
tin food was too, like never before, 
that pill when you’re ill distributed through war. 

Wellington...

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Birthday presents for the grands
Are challenging to find,
Unless you locate something 
After which they’ve always pined.

If not, you search online until 
Your eye is caught by what
Might be, if you are lucky,
Just the thing that...

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Grandma, look I am flying on your broom.
Where would you be going on such a fine 
Afternoon?
Be careful that's an heirloom.
To your bedroom
To get my costume.
Grandma, look I am flying on your broom.
Well! One thing...

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Silent Talkies
                by Odin Roark

Walking the city,
camera in hand,
he snaps here,
multiple-clicks there,
videos flowing subtleties,
images en masse filling his head.

Later…

His one...

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the murder
above my
head is
biblical

i know
they fly
and land
and fly away

to land
somewhere
out of sight out
of mind but once a

poetic bird
watcher watched
them become leaves
on a long bare autumn tree

bare for
all had left
before there
we're talkies and

everything
was yin and
yang with...

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