Long Waists Poems

Part 1: FORE SIBERIAN FATE

silk wings wet -
angel on the lake.
starlight glitter
separates from

the golden wheat.
her docile hair,
prophecy of ice.

winter pink,
pinched cheeks.
ice skate scrapes -
flecks of flakes.

the snow queen
before her relentless
reign, a pretty thing.

her smile warms
the...

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Pasha Acremodios grew greedy,
discontented with the domain he dominated,
so he turned covetous eyes toward Farabia,
sending his soldiers to seize this ripened plum

Spoiling for a fight and fighting for spoils,
his army swept across Farabia
like a bloody...

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Aphrodisiac (18+)

 We got beaten by the rain on our way home
Looking so wet and feeling cold all home alone
She is not my bride and I'm not her groom
She is not my girlfriend and I'm...

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Everyone was gone, and the pool beckoned -
          one-piece bathing suit, on your perfect petite form ...
         ...

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TICKLE TICKLE IN MY HEAD


The heart can be merry,
Even if the man is not a jolly,
Gaiety of life appeases yhe heart,
Festals make even the sad one to yearn gor good music,
Believe you me,many things i...

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Homo sapiens in earth to Homo Martians in mars
Helios’ children craved
But only Gaia had life in her fate engraved
With waters lashing oceans and tides
And lushy green lands to live by the sides
Her children were the...

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The mirtangist may never willingly hear
may not want to hear
the multaiyam announcing his cue
nor the melodist aware of the flautist's right
to the change in the raga
the plucking of the yal strings
to the goatskin drummed bleats
and...

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some-tin-can-tan-man 
playing in the sand
with paper tigers
  a bear with many tentacles
red everywhere
	in the skies
  clouds streaming down
hispeed downsload online power lines
  pavement-red trees ripe for slicing
 and many motored mobiles moving
i...

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"Bring Me Wine,Myrrh and My Sweetheart Daughter Anabella,
My Little Anabella Loves To Listen To The Voice Of Salome,Her Lyre and Her 
Happy Serenade..
Tell My Scribes To Be Fast About Compiling The Exploits Of Their King...

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My grandparents lived on farms – both sides of my family.
My mother’s parents and my father’s parents.
Overalls and button down shirts with pockets
Work boots for grandpas

Except my single grandpa did get dressed up fancy
For Saturday...

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Seeking a better life and with chance at hand, our new life awaits
Wife hires on as servant, daughter and I stowaway as it departs
Our life's dreams sail on the USS Titanic, a new future to...

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Heavy shootings and more,
Primitive lead Automatics and their ancient songs, Contemporary Lasers and 
these sights of your futuristic DNA-CONTACT-ELIMATOR and more,
Please lets speak to Rome....The very place the revolution will erupt,
Where in this filthy universe...

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i want to write a poem for the women on brown street, 
the ones who work at the diner i go to every sunday with my parents,
the ones who keep the dulled butter knives hidden...

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(Continued from Part Two - 1)

Nothing of the foisoning ageold homegrownwine
       strained through Ol’ Kayyam’s ever draining ruba’iyat bowl
    keeps vigil in their scelerosed veins ...

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Mother Africa,
Gather your sheep like a good shepherd.
Teach them morals and guide them rightly,
Educate them on African Values and culture.
Protect your sheep from the hynas and lions
That parade more in the forest of life to...

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They write in the language of perfume
flowery powdered words all layered
colours rising and lowering 
in different light spectrums
as if the reader could discern 
without wisened translator 
their seductive dimensions
conveyed within 
their small larger other worlds
notes...

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Evil combs from their waists morally
Like a song from dead throaty tune.
Machete of tempting guts, they spread
Nagging substances to the eyes of men,
This thistles taxed our brave minds.
Our blood a gulp of water to their...

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Leather, rubber, PVC 
Synched waists, stiletto heels 
Chicken cutlets shoved in bras 
Body stocking, pantyhose 

Sitting around, TV on 
Laptops open 
Googling... 
Waiting 

For a sleaze bag 
To book a session 
Half hour, maybe more...

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Leather, rubber, PVC 
Synched waists, stiletto heels 
Padded bras, chicken cutlets 
Body stocking, pantyhose 

Sitting around, TV on 
Laptops open 
Googling... 
Waiting 

For a sleaze bag 
To book a session 
Half hour, maybe more 
Fingers...

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Boohoo is bidding for Boo-Boo
But Yogi’s not seeking a deal,
He’s scanning the park for a picnic
Looking forward to his evening meal.

Warner Brothers deny their involvement
So investors are kept in the dark,
But rumours are spreading ’round...

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Why does pain hurt,
Why does being restless evoke the mind to undergo seizures of human revoke, 
Why is the smile on my face plastic, I can feel it melt to the floor like drip drop,
Why...

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Growing up, I've learned from both my abuelas experiences 
that you should never let a man define you 
you do not need his pity gestures in order to feel good about yourself 
and most of...

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Marian;     Joe Canning  (all rights reserved)
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Kick against indiscipline; they say,
But they kick against our income;
Kick against the youth's progress,
Kick against the future of our futures,
Kick against the heart that tend good
Rather than kicking against indiscipline.
We still have prostitutes in our...

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Oh Syrinx, by the lake where you await, blossom anew!
Proud of murmurs that speak of goddesses, in a reverent hue.

Unleash the waists of shadows, in my tales they live and breathe,
As I imbibe the brightness...

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