Long Teacher Poems

"Okay, tell me, who's gonna be next?"
said the writer of the too-long text.
"No, please, not me," said the lean noun.
"Cut that fat verb there, two lines down."
And they all watched with their faces vexed.
The women...

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THE DAY I CONTACTED THE FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION ARLINGTON HEIGHTS SPECIAL AGENT PAULA BRAND SPECIAL AGENT LEROY HEIMBACH I WAS LIVING IN TOTAL FEAR SUFFERING FROM MENTSL ILLNESS WRITING IN A JOURNAL WHEN A...

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AFTER RETURNING FROM THOMAS MANN TOWN OF MUNICH GERMANY DAYCARE TEACHER FOR USAF FORT SHERIDAN ARMY BASE JUST A STAY AT HOME MOM HOW I BECAME A RETARDED POET IT WAS ACTUALLY AFTER TRANSFERRING MY...

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THE BEAUTY OF BEING 
A POET ANY DISABLED 
SEVEN CAN REACH MANY 
READERS BEING A POET 
ISN'T TAUGHT IN A UNIVERSITY 
IT COMES FROM THE SOUL 
THE HEART AND SOUL OF 
THE SMALLEST HUMAN 
BEINGS...

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Q  Is it Saudi Arabia  and France that are spearheading the 'two state solution' 
     between Palestine and Israel 'in yet another failed land for peace negotiation'?

A  Yes

Q...

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I hate it when a girl rolls her eyes,
because that means she's on to my lies.
And then it's harder to get her
to let me under her sweater,
and then on to the ultimate prize.
I never once...

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This is the story of mad Molly Shaw
She might be mad now but she wasn’t before
she came home to find her man dead on the floor
She lay down her bible and let out a roar...

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AFTER WEARING WIRES PREGNANT FOR THE FBI BUYING WEAPONS AND DRUGS MY JUNK SICK ABUSIVE HUSBAND ESCALATED THE ABUSE TO PURE TORTURE HE WAS BITTER FOR BEING KICKED OUT THE ARMY HE EVEN BEAT ME...

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The Great PoetrySoup Poets in as of now
1.NoMatter What
2.Roses are Red...

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One of the least talked about,
yet most problematic issues
for regenerating  

Global
social-psychological
mental and physical
health and public safety
movements

Well fed and watered
to empower and enlighten interfaith
action and reflection,
song and dance
liturgical and fire-circle
contemporary-indigenous wisdom

Is to explore together
how and...

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Date:   January 4  2046

Damali and DJ were active in the 
Small house sprucing up for their
Day. "Hey happy birthday partner!"
Damali jostled DJ. In the main house 
Now 11 morning time. Damian had
Plans...

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Millie's Christmas Wish
Winter Vacation was coming
The kids were all set
They were thinking of Christmas
And the gifts they would get

But, Millie sat waiting
Thinking of nothing but snow
Watching the class clock
That was moving so slow


They did arts...

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Early morning dawn July
"Mallory"  Damian whispered, sliding 
Closer to her. "Mallory" he Whispered 
Again gently caressing. She wanted
To say stop. It was to late
he moved quite quickly. He spread
Like wild fire. Soon consuming her.
The...

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I know I promised
 no more ‘Make you Cry Poems’
I said I'd never write another 
‘Wipe your eye poem’

 And for three years 
I tried not to retract, 
but after so many tears 
I have...

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1969 WAS A HORRID TIME IN CHICAGO MARTIN LUTHER KING WAS KILLED CHURCHES LOOTING CHICAGO WAS LITERALLY BURNING DOWN ESPECIALLY THE WEST SIDE GANGS CONTROLLING THE STREETS SINCE JEFF FORT LOST THE GOVERMENT FUNDING FOR...

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Goodness, I nearly lost my balance on the spiral seashells and broken sea stone chipping matrix.
My quaint obsession with marine life and that skyline paradox blossoming so tantalisingly,  might be a source of some...

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Yvonne was very, very, very happy.
She loved her mother.
She loved her brother Phillip.
And she loved swans.
Oh, did she ever love swans!

She loved the way they looked
With their smooth, fluffy feathers,
And colorful beaks of orange, yellow...

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I was nervous about my newest client.
Not every Permaculture Designer gets a contract
with the WhiteHouse.
But, when the President called,
or twittered,
for an intake interview,
I guess it felt like an obligation
to at least show up,
although perhaps about...

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I wanted to write
 The best slavery poem   ever written—
Perhaps win a Pulitzer or Faulkner. 

I had every intention of conforming 
To the standards 
Of modern verse and composition, 
Lyrics fluidly written, 
Perfect...

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My eyes stare straight,
fixated on something in the distance, 
humming a song that would send chills,
if you ever got the chance to listen.

A padded cell and a straitjacket,
the doctor giving one of his ‘visits,’
his moans...

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CRISIS TEAM:HELLO WE ARE HERE TO HELP  

AGENT BROWN: HELLO I AWAKEN EVERY NIGHT BETWEEN  THREE OR FOUR AM I CANNOT BREATHE PANTING HEARING MY FETUS HEARTBEAT SO LOUDLY 

CRISIS TEAM: YOU ARE...

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A Night On A Wharf

The couple decide to walk. The boardwalk still lit at this late hour guides them. They walk hand in hand,..whispering softly with small talk...solemn.,. lonely , yet together. The walk is...

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Unidentified extraterrestrial(s) willingly abducted me

As a divergence 
from the apocalyptical, dialectical, 
geomorphological, judgmatical, 
metaphorical, philosophical...,
I share an out of this 
(webbed wide) world,
light hearted anecdote 
ye may find far fetched.

Believe me you,
an unspecified number of...

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- - Chapter 2: Adult Responsibility (With Some Breaks) - -     

By ten years old, no weekends off, 
Or Saturday cartoons, 
Although I did have cash to spend, 
I felt my...

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Today
we left off yesterday
to pick up
where speaking non-violent principles 
too often neglect to listen
to liberally artistic,
green and active
yet non-reactive
compassionate healers
may need to co-invest more
in co-operating democratic research
of
and for
WholeEarth DiaLogical Matriotism.

Excuse me,
but co-passioned listening
to silence
speaks not...

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