Long Waisted Poems

Goodbye six pack hello* poetry scribes

My poetic side COSMOFUNNEL
wordsmith thanks tumblr in his noggin
ofttimes triggering babbling brook 
to swell after deluge
becoming stream of consciousness runnel
carving, gouging, and liquidating topography 
qua zee mow toe natural formed...

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:) now this is what Im talking bout .... nothin iz 2 uncommon when all you got 2 eat iz Ramen 
noodles 4 all y'all poodles
 seahorse sonar struggle with senses 
far beyond the realm...

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Lorca Translations III

Federico Garcia Lorca (1898-1936) was a Spanish poet, playwright and theater director. He was assassinated during the Spanish Civil War and his body was never found.

Paisaje (“Landscape”)
by Federico Garcia Lorca
translation by Michael R....

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~ (~) ~ By design this poem is interchangeable within-and-with-itself either 
way being or which ever Nonet you chose to read firsts, they always recycle 
themselves. ~ (~) ~ 

~ (~) ~ This poem can...

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Im gonna move wit da finest vibes new awakenin wipe ur eyes go wit da flow of da tides of life da time is right
Whn someone steps n puts their arm over ur shoulder whn...

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Lorca Translations II

Canción del jinete (“Song of the Rider”)
by Federico Garcia Lorca
translation by Michael R. Burch

Cordoba. Distant and lone.
Black pony, big moon,
olives in my saddlebag.
Although my pony knows the way,
I never will reach Cordoba.

High plains,...

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Clouds spiral down and curl around to touch me
—not those western drizzle shrouds
baring a soul of misery mizzle
...though I adore a good wallow in sorrow  —no 
these clouds come from yonder bluebird wilds
white cirrus...

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Please read and rate. I know it's a bit long but it is worth reading.


Our relationship was fun but after all we've been through
I can finally say this is my last good-bye to you.
Almost two...

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The way she wore Chuck Taylors 
and wide leg JNCO jeans
with a backpack and a skateboard 
your average 90's teen.
Music meant life those days
with a wide range of variety 
in my CD  collection
from Etta...

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It was a time of great and exalting excitement,
Until the country was again up in arms and agitation.
The war was on,
Indeed tough and elusive,
Era has made it way;
The melody of birds singing in the trees,

Had...

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3Fable5 
3Fable5 
 
Winter Survival 
 
CharlaxFabels 
 
In the Winter of 83 they used to tell me stories the snow was over the telephone 
lines and they rode horses there and walked them OVER...

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Clump of earth. Green glow. Clump of concrete clapping. Green glow. A grouped nylon is akin to a skinny pair of trousers swinging in a breeze. Twisting with furry knees. But not ever in trees....

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You pushed me away.
                               I...

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I don't know what you're really thinking off me.
If this is real thinking I'm not thinking properly.
Everything inside me fights and tries to stop these warnings in mind, was fine and now they got me...

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her arms had waisted away

her hands were cuffed

shackles incised her wrists

her eyes weren’t motionless

but all she could see was a wall

and she felt like an infernal image

of rage damned water welling up

with no release for...

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Have you ever seen a pair of Nine West Folowe Pumps in Red Blooms Floral - or ever held a feathery pair? They offer the pure pleasure of perfection.

You can see them popping up lately,...

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The day after my death
I had the will to get out of bed
I take a short shower to wake myself up
And make myself breakfast

Chocolate chip pancakes with a small glass of orange juice
I walk by...

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A dream made possible from a sprinkle of stardust 
Cleanse your soul and dip in a vanilla bath tub 
Bath in the springs trankled transparent waters warmth and feel your spirit rise from the pool...

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Drifting memories of dreams of contributing good works to the benefit's of humanity & the world. In transition from youth to adult hood the closet of forgotten good deeds opens it's doors to more inventory...

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Fable Five 
Fable Five 
 
IN THREE PARTS 
 
Part One: The DOVE 

eye picked up the dove now dead creature clasped him to my bosom brest 
no sorrow feeling only life within my chest...

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Lesson?

I feel like class is in session, 

a list of pain, pride, ego, anxiety, and depression.

It’s a state of regression.

And those higher powers are messing with me, stepping on me, trying to force this session...

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My perspective is off 
Just a little bit unnerving 
My point of view of things 
I don't think it is working 

I am lost where I'm standing
I feel stuck in transition 
Looking through my eyes
Not...

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The bitumen sockets of a fox's skull gape out across 
an open field, testament to open-casketed interment. 
Starlings pulse ephemeral iredescence in a cascade of 
limitless water falls. Autumn's late sun throws shapeless 
shadows across...

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you are so precious to me, i want for you to see,
your future lies within my hands, ask and you will receive,
i know it's hard to contemplate what your going through,
but i want you to...

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“Penned” 

what happens 
when it comes to this
another woman 
takes your child

as her own 

and red becomes 
the bloody murder
penned in a pig stye, 
left field left 

the apple of her eye

green, 
as iceberg
lettuce lies...

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