Long Unowned Poems

All we eat is elk meat, boiled elk, roasted elk, elk jerky
sometimes fried elk if we get bear or whale oil,
oh, and sometimes elk soup,
for four months we've subsisted exclusively on elk
except for occassional dog...

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b>Time Management and the Art of Throwing Alarm Clocks
by
Lemuel Griffiths
March, 2,017

Apparently, there's a God damned dog out there - according to my neighbour,
And his wife, Thelma, needs to understand this and know about the mess...

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My heart enfolded the hued horizon of dazzling dawn,
the yearning brush soaked the sunburst colors,
painted a Monet garden blooming with my love,
unfurled the facsimile of your floral face, 
adroitly adorned.

The luring luster of lilac rose...

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Messages from my brain
Fill the pages of my thought stream
And if again I guess myself
A renaissance, I'm over doubt

What's better than loving life
Can't bring me down without a knife
Come to steal my happiness 
Take a...

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The iciness of his smile 
seeped like osmosis through the crevices 
left on my face by the squint rooted 
on fires of a loud and angry sun. 

A tempest stormed across the dusty, red sky...

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Exit the chaos
from which you are derived
the Prince of Providence
makes his existence
felt with head held miles high
for he has survived
against all the uneven odds
acknowledging the victory
he gives a slight accepting nod
while at loss for words
for...

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Three words comprise the frame my son last made:
his soft "Hey, dad" to greet me on the phone, 
his single, loving "Papa" with our last embrace—
and in between?.....just Mark, the man to fill
a thousand frames...

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Three words comprise the frame my son last made:
his soft "Hey, dad" to greet me on the phone,
his single, loving "Papa" with our last embrace--
and in between?...just Mark, the man to fill
a thousand frames invisibly...

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After they have taken
everything you still have
a stray, unowned patch of sunlight
finding its way in and spending
a little of its time keeping
you company, playing around
your feet.

The things they discarded 
on their way out have already
broken...

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My journey is no longer mine
Owned by
Deceptive roads deceitful milestones
And friends who turned enemies
Also enemies who never became friends
After so much of living
Even death is unreachable

But I've sternly decided
To enter the last mile with a...

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Played into this, was anything ever felt that meant.
Betrayed since beginning, layed in ur tracks is how it went.
Spending these moments, were never spent, its meaningless.
Backwords, background, let's pretend, ill give u what u wish.
Pretending...

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B52s above the Aleutians?
It never was a Red Dread global mission.
Fidel was just Galician patrician,
and Ho and Mao were scholarly Confucians.

They wore those uniforms like horsehair vests,
to carve from abject nothingness an entity,
a national and...

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Tom is stealthy and sneaky
He feeds first and ferociously
It may be his only meal for a day or two
He likes this porch; people leave out kibble
For their spoiled prissy stuck up feline
She is a pretty...

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