Long Tardily Poems

Dear people, 
    (Am i?) Mad it’s a conformist state?
A status that perpetuates people to pair, to compare, to prepare, 
to perfect, before performance, …?
    -sure hard to try...

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At once she paid a visit. In her colorful dress, so revealing and appealingly suited to her slendern torso. I to gaze the door way, mine heart pounded viciously,  a death knock. I was...

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Humpty Dumpty lived in make-believe land, like dreamy shadows get long;
And he dwelt in a house near a wall, among merry, crimson, oriole throngs.

He had a figure equally rotund and jolly, and was therefore loved...

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I was a famous, American actress, who adored performing for live audiences,
In stage plays, both modern and classic, like velvet time, which often rushes.

Rose acclaim filled long, chaotic days, of colorful masquerades and fulfillment,
Like Sleeping...

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Writing affects your brain!
So all I want to do is write craftier and harder,
Using supercharged thoughts, converted from quantum data, 
Letting it rain, running through my veins, 
Seen, then caught by my Pen and paper...

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Desecration, desertion, designation,
yours truly doth poetically dislodge
destabilization, destination, description 
I auto deftly, but did not dodge 

regarding destitution, hodgepodge
comprising 2009 Hyundai Sonata
wheely tired to noodge, yet cannot
drive out accursed tread
full fate, nor outdodge.

Critical breakdowns spanned...

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You may sometimes despair, burdened by the day
But what is the anguish; share with me some of your pain
Do not for once worry; I am not far away,
So little so magical, my wonders few can...

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I felt a tear one day,
Craving to descend from its royal chair
Yet, the guards considered so unfair
For they are being to let go of someone close today

Slowly, their shadows began to fade
One by one they...

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HEAVY TUMBLING STORY

Before forbidden words
dawn to confess
Come... Come.. C O M E...
Uncoil your taste-buds to me
Entrust you health fully to thee

Yours truly,
FOOD
___________________________________

Enamored beyond possible reproach
I opened my mouth for crumbs of tasty
Crumbs later become spoonfuls
Spoonfuls...

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Much time has passed since I last inked a page,
unlinked the chain caging my blemished heart
bleeding sorrow art upon this stage of limbo still
I clutch the air to feel, yet I feel ill of love
as...

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She stood facing given destiny
Tall, dark, handsome, hopelessly smiling
The provderbial woman's anxiety
Of reality annexed in childlike dreaming

Her friends spoke resolutely
But she in denial made void the glance
While her heart beat passionately
And her head drunken in...

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Sunday poem on a Wednesday!

Time and space warps,
Unusually, unexpectedly,
Topsy turvy,
Poems composed tardily,
Sunday consciousness,
On a Wednesday
For goodness sake,
What's at stake,
Lunch at breakfast,
Words that don't rhyme,
Dreams remembered in patches,
Or is 'this' a dream scene?
Pain and delight playing,
Silence...

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As the business's closure loomed in the distance,
Anxiety gripped me tightly, a relentless insistence.
Late-night thoughts birthed migraines, a sleepless affair,
The shop had been more than a store; it was friendships we'd share.

Evenings converged, weekends embraced...

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My Fair Lady Lidja--disquiet--sigh
Limit thine opinions, my Lord Miltrose,
Thy intent fails midst tardily shadows
Albeit findeth tis aid satisfy
Ahh! My Lord Sir Gilroy, tis nice surprise
Twill thine fair milieu idle pitched moist lips
Delivery thrills with a...

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My, how wamburdsly vett skitterelees 
yammer in modduskwom, sutty slivers,
every pop muddleskiddly of red-orange, 
in zakrum, zezzledop, vixaddamoth blur!

To see maxfluppinnes' purpled zizum, 
at tillaradoom jazzowdline's tyll sass;
in pithy, murldizzily, gibborton ullius,
of dizzledop, rose, klixmuth...

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i am a broken down clown
living my life like a silent film
moving quickly with no direction

as i apply the makeup to my life's
gymnastics, i begin to see the signs
of corrosion and deterioration

i sit and think...

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Fashioning the favourable foul,
Cutting the caustic cordial,
Rearing a rabid recall.

Pardon the potion
When blind and blundering
We fathom the favourable foul.

String along the slug
When casually and crazed
We concede the caustic cordial.

Split the sauce
When tardily and turbulently
We receive...

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Should a thousand expression limn the courage in you?
Never! not a word, not a crude
Not in a way that's true.

Should it bend your body but not your spirit?
Forever valiant, forever bold even so the ail
Your...

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