Long Visualizing Poems

Where art thou anonymous benefactor...to offer me succor?

Ah... methinks legal tender 
could be a boon to help me bolster 
mein kampf with necessary material equipage,
which prospect to acquire essential 
commodities sabotaged 
at the altar of...

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When we encounter problems
in daily relationships,
as all species and individuals do,
from healthy time to wealthy RightBrain systemic rhyme,
practicing nutritional v toxic awareness
facilitates RealTime health preparedness
for what is not not causing power-stuckness challenges
to otherwise healthy nests...

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Rassaphrass’s husband LeRoy went out for garlic bread on a Tuesday.  She ate all the spaghetti and meatballs before he returned, to teach him a lesson, because he took too long.  He brought...

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"Perspective of an Invisible People"

Struggling for over four hundred years
Drowning in rivers of tears
Throughout the country's history
Accepting black people, still a mystery
Since the country's discovery, we've been abused 
Standing with strength, will prevent us from...

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I awake in the early morning darkness
frozen, motionless, immobilized,
my eyes straining to see into the black void
looking for any sign of my keepers,
listening for any kind of movement
Phantom-like images dart around me slowly,
multiple images spring...

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( a college life vignette)

It’s Thursday morning, usually no one’s favorite, but this one seems sugary new, as if beamed in from a different, better universe. The clouds look fluffy and freshly washed.

Even the freshmen,...

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“Make America Great Again (MAGA)”

Make America Great Again (MAGA)
Where shall we begin 
MAGA has a negative connotation
Greatness has never been in this nation 

A segment of the population focused on gaslighting us
Expecting the minority races...

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Where art thou anonymous benefactor...to offer me succor?

Castaway stranded on figurative 
deserted island pitted with absolute 
zero salvation, sole recourse 
finds scant consolation with prayer 
lifetime atheist draws futile faith 
within himself grudgingly accepting

feeble accomplishments...

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There once was a day I would watch every airplane.
Praying you was on it to come take me away.
As a child I wanted you around until the day, you actually came.
The day you came is...

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You probably feel like the world is against you. 
This letter is for that young woman from fifty years ago. 
She was eighteen years old; that was me. I experienced those feelings back then, and...

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I'm an African boy, full of dreams and hopes,  
The place I'm from, I hardly recall it home.  
My spirit and mind are torn, every way to succeed feels gone,  
I'm studying...

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The Tortured Poets Department has a writer's division that has to approve every poem before it goes out
And my mind is tired of being held hostage
A loose-leaf definition of writer's block was once defined by...

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Stroke meditation left side
I AM RESTING, CALM, RELAXED, MY EYES are CLOSED.
MY ARMS AND LEGS ARE FLEXIBLE…..
I FEEL FREE, RELAXED……NOTHING DISTRACTS ME…I LET MYSELF BE DRAWN ALONG …I AM BREATHING SLOWLY, REGULARLY…
I AM QUITE RELAXED…A...

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I dance in the dark
Probably cause these no one staring at me,
 Just me looking at the abyss 
Contemplating how I'll reach the light
Since im in the dark dancing around in circles,
Opening portals to unknown...

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Letters to my unborn kid
If I do die
And my unborn kid be born
Then my spirit of my kids words  to them  would be you’re  the prince  the princess and you’re my...

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Of an august-like, autumn day:

I kept on walking
Bespoke in dust-coated
Check jacket,
Check pants,
Polo-neck jersey ...
I rambled destinationless:
A la les sapeur - 
The gods,
The directors,
Were focusing on me - 
Me the starring only
As

I kept on walking
In all...

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Opening and closing my eyes. Oh, Wow such a Bright light.
 
Seeing two of God Creations overflowing with tears and smiles. 

“You two know Who I AM!”

Human beings changing me, carrying me, feeding me, grooming...

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Till that day I was
living in a
different world
When I use to see
things, as per my
notions and whims
But one day a
teacher taught me a
lesson
Perhaps,  the
teacher would not
have imagined
What a great thing
he was diffusing
To all those...

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My ideas are in hiding 
Afraid of the secret police
For they are in Kansas City
My poems are not wanting to goosestep
I hear glass breaking
It does not wake me up at first
But when it does I...

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My curfew according to my mom is, “before the sun goes down!”
She never gives me the time to meet with friends and hang around
My dad on the other hand lectures me in Korean
He still doesn’t...

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My ideas are in hiding 
Afraid of the secret police
For they are in Kansas City
My poems are not wanting to goosestep
I hear glass breaking
It does not wake me up at first
But when it does I...

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She said you’re such an incredible person, and I thought to myself but not for you?

She said you’re everything I wanted and I thought, well except the one thing we needed

Visualizing the man, you deserve...

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future in2past neva bk we flow accordin 2tym,
aidn the paths of our lovestruck tears to run dry,
so i bicker wt emotion denying the fact that it dies,continuosly cryin askn maself why?

why has...wt ws once a...

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I'm not unmotivated,
It's just hard to feel excitement when the only side I've ever seen of it, 
Was a mauled reflection 

I'm not disheartened, 
It's just hard to feel accomplished when its only ever been...

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hello fellow poetry soup members
it has been a long time since I posted or said hello
may this day find you all well

below are three recent entries just so I don't get rusty
poetry has taken a...

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