Long Tro Poems

When we set out on a road trip
We didn’t stick to the old script
And were gladly amazed
And rarely unfazed
Hitting strange towns though some were skipped

We started from Thatsnot, OK
Which was more or less ok
But then...

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 When the river failed I was asleep and the birds breaking to air made no sound



because I speak


                IN...

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Sing Broken Beyond Mankind


because I speak


                IN   

          ...

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Not every woman’s dream 
 	of procreation 

can be fulfilled;

not every woman dreams
	of procreation, 

her body thrilled.

But loved and lovers’ inclinations – 
	recreation
not 	re-creation – 
cannot, will not be stilled.

until

one day

intervention
bypassed her – 

she –...

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Falling for you

I can't say my life's been easy,
one thing has helped me get through
from cries in the night to feeling alright
was my dream of me finding you

Lost and alone was my journey,
fruitless my searching...

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FIRST VERSE:
When I met you the first time,
I commited no crime,
but my my sad ways got me in the line,
I hate you...not waiting to feel my own great assertions.
I just plug down under perceptions. 
You...

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Why yo bassooning and ovoein'
When we really happy?


Where shall I belong
The mission of chloride
We decide
To have it
Extract gold from sand
Those certain places
And those common cases
Where gold is made
By man
It's of nature yes muthanature
Fodda thyme is...

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Doors swings,
The 'galadima's' walking steps,
He possesses,
As if he was a gladiator.
A poised glance by everyone,
He bounces outside as regular,
Complain yet to seize a hold
On his mouth,
The git he saw on the canoe,
Re-awaken his reserved anger,
Only...

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DREAMING OF CHRISTMAS

characters on chairs,
ring-a-round-the-rosies.*

in-tro-du-cing…
mr. claus, mr. frosty, o. deer, and self e. elf

silently a counselor ticks notes with a pad and pen,
occasionally, taking a one minute christmas snooze.

dully, he asks, “so what are you...

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before i start this poem i just wanted to say Thank You to all of you for the lovely 
comments.  They really mean a lot to me.  :)  i am sorry that...

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(this is how I got kicked out of military school. hope you injoy!)

I wasn't a bad kid but dad didn't find me cool
next thing you know I was in military school
Mom sent care packages cookies...

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A trochee,
Dum-da,
is used by a poet
tho' very few know it;
a tro-chee is
self-referential.

An iamb,
da-Dum,
to confuse or amuse
or generally abuse;
pronounced i-amb,
is instead a trochee.

A spondee,
Dum-Dum,
is like a black hole;
somewhat hokey,
pronounced spon-dee,
is always a trochee.

A dactyl,
Dum-da-da,
like the anapest
from...

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