Long Unsorted Poems

Let bygones be bygones though bygones bite on
Blessed to have had good times it’s life it went wrong
though it hurts good memories
to the end they’ll always be 
my friends and never enemies 
mean the most...

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God, how I hate (when I can't go to sleep),
HATE the feeling sleep never will come.
In moments like this, I wonder if my death
Might be a lover with real potential,
Though the possibility of soul being...

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Be there the bight of a November drain
turned off tattered ruffles blotted feign
a ledged I removed and tender earlobes
waif yonder spectral possession probes
cracked nut overture eighteenth twelve
emptied shells retiring indicative delve
drain feign earlobes probes twelve...

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It's sad to say but we're pathetic today; cuz we're 
childishly crying at the crib 
We're screaming, and shouting and drooling at the mouth. 
I swear we all need bibs. 
Tear stained faces contorted and...

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~~~ {There's a crowd, there's a crowd, there's a crowd of 
loneliness} ~~~ 

Here I sit surrounded by party people bizz, buzzing gleefully. 
But I'm in the pits down in my zone, So I can...

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Never ask never tell

it's matter of time before my ink drown dead
Before my body became cold
That which Japan deadly testified 
For i was meant to never ask, never tell


Why do I hide under poetry 
In...

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Attack the clutter
In the attic pieces of life
And bits of me
So much clutter, sorting through
Old letters flutter
Unwanted, unread
Daring me to show I care
To reach through time
So dust-dimmed ink
Can speak again.
“Into the sack with you.
I have...

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Somber is the color of the day
Prisms of lamplight reflected, on darkened window glass
A rainbow of color seeping through a pewter lamp of old
While quietly, I sit, and ponder, my pen in hand
Upon cold shoulders,...

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Dear You,

Listen for God's sake!!   
The world sends vibrations so frequently
you've memorized the frequency
and hear it a mile away drawing closer
...but when closer becomes here
eyes widen like deer uncertain of their doom

Man, must...

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Messed up room and untouched books ariled by dust,
Branded cards specially bought
To bring out yips,
Last year’s Questions
Cut-short by hazards,
Next day’s paper
To prove the intellectuality in us.

Gabfest few minutes and
Gambling with the Joker for few hours,
A...

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Fall back into lucidity,
A surrounding
Where there is no such thing as clarity.
The power that is confounding.

Your world is confused and distorted,
Nothing in order,
All is unsorted.

The only certainty,
If any at all,
Is that of absurdity
Seemingly informal.

You abruptly...

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My will not to break down brought me here ...

Impatience is becoming stronger,
My mind becoming so unsorted.
Can't wait till He walks along with me,
The feeling that hes by me.

When the sky's dark,
All dogs come to...

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Letters, words, and phrases
Once piled, filed in my brain

Dumped went all the drawers
     Words went all askew
          Files, unsorted, scattered
  ...

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Somewhere deep inside me, grew unknowingly a tiny love seed

I do not recollect how long it stayed within me, without any heed 

It made me restless; it made me delight with its cute petite feet...

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Once a wish, always a pipe dream
You would’ve known what it was if it came true 
Let’s swap journals and see what we find 
Show me the life you think you’re living 
And I’ll show...

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by Mark Miller 
08/20/2017
Alone, longing for belonging other than the countenance presence of the daily shape-shift vagabond
Who seems morbidly obsessed in search of his past missing remembrance. I tell him everyday it is nostalgia which...

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You can't tell a conservationist by the colour of their skin,
You can't tell a conservationist by the hat they wear,
You can't tell a conservationist by what comes out of their mouth,
You can't tell a conservationist...

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The lumps of flesh and bones lie nestled
in the rotting leaves littering the forest floor.
How long it has lain there seasoned by the rain
as worms work through the tattered tissue.

She approaches the rotted flesh directly,
at...

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My mind is so distorted
All these thoughts go unsorted
It's time for desperate measures
Not taken by the urban pleasures
Thoughts of you go through my mind
There is no bad that I can find
At least one thing I...

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The mishmash mayhem of jumbled clutter
    at first seems to be confusion's cause.
But after tidying up, nothing can be found.
Nothing is where you left it lying, easy to find again.
Last in, first...

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Unknown to the truth.
Knowledge in my hand,
Facts tell me I still don't understand.
Uncommon voices sounding off unheard bells.
Familiar is strange in this unsorted game.
Love bothers my mind.
So I wonder where my heart is at times.
One...

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Shadows slithering beneath the threshold of my door;
Yet I can’t, no shan’t
Crack it open and peer outside.

Are there people shuffling “bye”, stealing my light?  
I hear no footsteps?
Swing open the door, catch them before...

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IN GOD'S WILL
NOT THINE OWN
OR, OTHERS TO FOLLOW
BECAUSE OF BEING ALONE.

A LONG ROAD AHEAD
A PRICE MIGHT PAY
LATER ON IN LIFE
IT MIGHT COME BACK SOMEDAY.

GOD'S PLAN FOR ONE'S LIFE
IS THE BEST THAT CAN BE
ALL OTHER PLANS...

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In my man cave, is a closet
Which would spawn horrible critiques
Totes full of old computer parts
Some of which my be antiques

Various plumbing parts abound
But Lord knows I'm not a plumber
Game parts, tools, nuts, bolts and...

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There are folk, in church or non-church family
Abounding in warmth; "Hi folks!" with charm
Least expected ... On the couch, deep memory:
Kind misdeeds, intent ignored: cut on thy palm

NOTE: a pastor may counsel successful churchgoers &...

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