Mo Poems - Poems about Mo

I was born with the taste of her in my mouth. We met amidst a bar brawl in old Dublin. In the dawns gray light, gutters would drain out with beer, spew and blood. At first knock, we knew each other. She scratched me hard, I mouthed her blood-bruised lips. Later, tongues turned compliant, as tender as sea anemone fronds. Daybreak still found us drinking from...

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surrounded by trees a trailer lies in decay the front door tugged by the wind a home left behind littered with animal waste shadows seep from doors ajar...

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Ft Leonard Wood Mo.1961 Combat Engineers Miracle Man 10/18/2024 Most days we awoke feeling quite asinine, choice wasn’t to get up or remain supine. The bugle was telling us rise and shine, fall in formation “cruits” and ditch the whine. After a five mile hike you’ll be feeling fine, with their way of thinking we wouldn’t align. Our canteens contained water tasting like brine, with spit...

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all seasoned readed and fried one trout filleted 6 medium shrimp six slices off procuttio six toasted and garlic buttered hoagie loaves lettuce tomato pickles fried onion with Specail sauce 6 tablespoons of yogurt 5 tablespoons of mayo 1 teaspoon of garlic 1 tablespoon of chives 1 tablespoons of tarrogen 1 tablespoon of lemon juice 1 tablespoon of chopped green pepper 1 tablespoon olive oil 2 tablespoons of hopped bacon bits 6...

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A lunar cave sheilded them from the horrors of radation there the Moondogs honed there skills and became revered by the challenges of nature. Martain Microbes and Titan Sulfurnites the Crystals of a space time Contentioum filled the area were the Magnif One Duplicater wuld build the first ever Home World vessel to store the inhabitants of Earth. Earth a World far, far away! Earth, there a twinkle in...

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Written By: D. Collins 3/27/24 Watching the dark sky turn from night to day. The sun that soon follows warms us with its rays. There's nothing 'mo betta than another day of life. Treat every second of it just like a prize fight. Say something to someone that they've never heard. Give them a hug, show love, and mean every...

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When she spit, they run and scattered Them their children stopped and listen To the thunder roll roar matters Mo’ Grand Ma Rudell Everybody fell still With voice of thunder roar No bad children under They all becoming Obedient host Scare of Ole Grand Ma voice Discipline is her medicine Ain’t na-body gonna be bad no way Mo’ Grand Ma Rudell Robinson 6/9/23 Written words by James Edward...

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It is my turn on the swing the little kitty said. She was irritated, shaking her little bitty head. Maybe he was confused, the mother cat said. But the female kitten was not easily led. We tried to be fair, we did eeny meeny miney mo. Dramatic and irritated, she gave us quite a show. I think he should be...

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So strange, it was dark in the white room People pondered over marshmallow figures all stood in a straight line That one at the end, it has eyes So it has Godlike, we bow in awe Hundreds and thousands applaud in unison Chocolate legions stand routed The eyes have vanished Death searches in the night Jelly baby heads abandoned as mothers cry in colour Candy...

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Today: " I am the MOAT - Mother of all tribes and the GOAT - Greatest of all time ... the Mature Nature of Another Mother and I guide the file on rhyme... " I am Mother Of The tribe MOT and I am as One thought that of Thoth and half of these as a twin of yours . I am Guide and Guardian in the guise of Word and I keep a...

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I My first wife of 30 years married me Gave me gifts of children, virginity ... Not in that order ( ha ha, hee- her) II As a Christian my body obeyed The rules of marriage, I prayed I would not cheat, abuse, or hate But my mind did cheat: FORGIVE ME III I learned as much about orga@m To please my two (married) women...

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Bumpin' on Life's street's little surprises leaves us too few---------------compromises we filter our choices through various voices my Lightness of being harmonizing....

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I Insolent Rib is only so Until you speak poetry and daily fare Philosophy I miss her when she's busy universalizing charity all and sundry animal husbandry in her way (with Nature) II Some days (my lady here knows its some days) I miss their comradarie The earth seems oddly quiet When they do not speak So, without having met They are family yet My Family of Poetry Write, Heal, Shine Bright...

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Most of the following words (fictitious) quit tuss cent shill, knit head, (non adult tryst) pit tee full (sorry excuse for originality), rit dunk yule huss, feebly abominable attempt at unit tarry yen rhyme for excellence, benignly, essentially, and honestly wit less, worthless reading mitt tear real - dashed off (by this hare reed rabbit), wall henna burst of (playful tulles toy) warren peace, aye practically spit out (from inxs of carrot...

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You are so fine, I wish you were mine And being a christian, I know you're not after fornication Your eyes, speak of deep contemplation I believe, you value of love, fidelity, & laughter The same things, I'm after So, why don't we just tie the knot 'Cause I love you, alot "talosaga mo le fa?aipoipoga" tusia e MeLissa Carruthers...

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