Long Yvonne Poems

Yvonne was very, very, very happy.
She loved her mother.
She loved her brother Phillip.
And she loved swans.
Oh, did she ever love swans!

She loved the way they looked
With their smooth, fluffy feathers,
And colorful beaks of orange, yellow...

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ON MY MOTHER’S PASSING

i wanted to keep my mother physically with me
but it would be like trying to hold the sun
like in life she still shines brighter than any star
is as gentle as the finest...

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genius?
sometimes you are in its minimal spotted light...sometimes!
other times you just know you've been touched and you freeze,
moved but frozen...like a stranger it moves in, does its work and leaves.

...maybe it's been a while since...

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Temporal incarnation of Aphrodite...

induces idyllic reverie
delight evoking similar surge,
when skirting, and eluding 
fidelity defining the marital law
on par with courting in flagrante delicto.

After reading about 
Greek goddess of love
fancy notion woke whereof
warmth suffused me
snug as...

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I had gotten to that stage,
Where true love was but a mirage.
When one is hurt too many times
By these daughters of Eve,
The heart must surely cease to give
Until such a time as right
To smile again...

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Yesterday,

I went home for lunch,

I never go home for lunch.

When I got to our apartment 
I don't know why but I didn't reach for my key. 

Francine was at work and I always leave last in the...

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i wanted it...my God i wanted it

...but how do you do that...

                                        

         ...

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if i could,             

                         i'd  wish a magic wand.            

if i could,

     ...

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THIS IS A FICTIONAL WRITE THAT EXPLORES THE QUESTION OF WHAT LOVE IS. IT DOES SO IN A DRAMATIC WAY, AFTER ALL THAT IS MY DNA. IT ALSO TAKES A UNIQUE AND CONTROVERSIAL APPROACH TO...

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you write your words and they make me cry
you write those word and you know i die
but i've died so often now

i held you in my arms while you smelled my hair
i saw that pretty...

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you                 don't            know 


my                    love!


it              doesn't    whisper,



or...

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i heard a...what do they say...a spine chilling scream
...is that the saying?

a spine chilling scream
followed by

'he's dead, my G_d he's dead'

the phrase echoed 
inside the whole of me
like tennis balls bouncing between two parallel walls

i...

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Yesterday I went home for lunch
I never go home for lunch

When I got to our apartment I don't know why
 but I didn't reach for my key 

 I was sure I had locked the...

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Yvonne was my first love, she was only twenty
When the Angels came down and took her from me
Time is a great healer I would hear people say
But my sadness and pain has never gone away.

I'm...

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Yes, my dear, you know,
You are my source of joy, rejuvenation, hope
I need your emotion spread onto my life,
I need your heart to sing among the darkness surrounding
Do not let our words run dry
Together, in...

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Have you ever played with it?
Even if just a bit.
Or thrown it.
Because you were in a snit.
Did you ever eat it?
Then throw out the pit.
Or caught it.
In your mitt.

Would you yell at it?
In a momentary...

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It's one a.m., he decides it's time go to the club.
He is wearing a pair of tight jeans and a white T-shirt 
tattooed to his torso. A lit cigarette in his mouth seems glued 
to...

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On the day 
that John Lennon died, 
people were just going 
about their business 
as they did every day. 

Mark David Chapman 
was reading 
Catcher In The Rye 
void of his holy self.
 He would have had to 
Imagine there’s no heaven. 

John took the elevator 
down...

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I can't watch a happy ending,
Guy gets the gal,
Girl gets her pal,
I can't do it with out crying.

Maybe I'm like you,
maybe you cry too.
I'll tell you why I do,
will you tell me too.

I never got mine.
Said...

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I once read of a psychologist
her 1997 Yvonne Agazarian name
I can't quite LeftBrain recall
as our cooperative matriarchal
GroupTheory Ego/EcoGaming System,
sacredly ecotherapeutic--
restoring justice
as ego-theo-ecological peace.

Sacred, yet secularly securely proficient,
among deep learning WinStudents with WinTeachers
mutually secular-sacred Green
EcoTherapeutic Restoration...

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Wearing wireless headphones as I listen to the news.
I'm outside watching children playing, taking in the views.
There is screaming in my ears two voices disagree.
A little girl serves her playmates imaginary tea.

They're speaking on the...

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i sit lonely. the crowded restaurant is thick with sound. i pick away at it moving back into the stagnant silence of my own comfort. the air is nasty here telepathically abusing my thought patterns....

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A football star with super speed,
Our prom king, Kyle, has gone to seed.
No longer likely to succeed,
He's out of work and hooked on weed.

Behind you's Jennifer, the one
Who led our cheers and planned our fun.
Most...

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Within reason
lies a house full of ordinary
a chest of bland memories. 
 
                      ...

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oh how i love the color red
red is love and love is red.

i painted a moment
used a palate with every shade of red, 

only red.

that is the color of our love,

of pain
of lips
of blood
of skin

all and...

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