Long Walloped Poems

III.
There must be a hundred, silent and cruel,
a slow-moving wave as the night grew cool,
Rose had a shotgun, to blast out her hate,
yet Sol remained steady, motioned her to wait.

He didn’t shoot, he had planned...

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Ever since I experienced being significantly monetarily sidelined...
(how about that topic for a change of pace?)

Yes back to getting walloped, decked
and clubbed courtesy cold hearted brute,
who casually, glad handedly, and royally
flushed out mine tailored pricey...

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When you are young your life is not about you
You it owe to them for love, for sacrifice and rent
Youth is the margin of our parents ever do
The young know their life only by old...

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Deep and Shallow he speaks of Wrestling with his own interest in mind he said of his the coompanies champion. Far from the ways of Competitive Sports Wrestling. Thats the staement that got managemnt wanting...

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Come, my Negro brethren, come.

Come my children, and let me take you away, 
Away from that sad, sad struggle in the South 
To your human rights of freedom in the North.

Come, my Negro brethren, come.

Slavery...

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She misses Europe
Since her anointed head’s hope
Lingers goodness of land’s womb

The backyard’s pale fears 
Massive mountains of king Leer!
Kristiansand in atmosphere!?
 
Her head is the globe
Turning from left to right’s orb
Her eyes tests a great...

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THE DUNMURRY INCIDENT

There’s a big row going on in Dunmurry
And the whole place has come to a stop
There’s a war going on with the girl who makes cakes
And the bird in the newspaper shop

They both...

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Whispering shadow


Drenched darkness of loam
Under the crust of earth
Reassures sprout seedlings
Roots of emotions
Delve in heart for stream 
Revealing no identity
For thorn or flower
For sweet or sour
For hatred or love! 

You slammed your window panes every...

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Trampling caused travails of a mare,
 Now hopping like a piece of flubber,
While ambling with Sir Greyedalot,
When he had honored the stables yesterday,
She was taken out for a warm up,
And she had truly ambled out,
She...

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Forgive me Father for I have sinned
My actions have left me feeling chagrined
My fist hit his face, my knuckles skinned
Inner devil grinned, inner devil grinned

Because he deserved it, doesn't make it right
The remorse I feel,...

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Written; September 29, 2023
Etheree Contest                              ...

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A morning splash of after shave 

cigarette burnt fingers 

that told me what to do 


Life was walloped in our kitchen  

by mother dusted hands  


He grabs my hand and asks me 

in...

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Wednesday, while waiting for the waiter, wanting some waffles at the Waldorf,
a woeful, wimpy, wall-eyed Walter, 
witnessed a wicked, wanton woman (who was wearing a wacky wardrobe and 
wiggling her whoppers)
waddle in walking with her...

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