Baby Narrative Poems

     And, as I began to play the tune, the power of the words from my song, “There is Healing in...

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Huxley was in his nineteenth year,
a freshman at a fancy school,
the kind with excesses of ivy,
who claimed they accepted no fools.

The academics were no task,
he’d...

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A newborn baby girl is sent down from the heavens,
Down to a nine-year old merman.
The Goddess of Air's last request,
Was for the merman boy do...

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The night- serene and dark,
We lay, mellowed in peace,
How silence would embark,
Down to its utter tease.

As no morning moves,
There’s news I don’t see,
only the outside...

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We dressed him in an ivory lace christening gown,
      that had been handed down generation to generation;
I asked my mother...

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I was born in far Morsania,
a small, backwater Eurasian state,
known to most folk in this wide world
for my grandfather’s prodigious hate.

My given name is Jocefeus,
but...

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She cannot keep a job; she has had several. Anger issues.
Cannot spell or write either, or be nice, but those are secondary problems.
Showed up at...

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Tranquil spaces as we wander through the park,
the heat oppressive.
The zebras herding sheep like the watchful alpaca,
yet there are no predators
A motley selection of animals...

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The second time was three years later,
when my cousin called me ‘hater,’
she had gone and got pregnant, see,
despite only being eighteen.
The father had, of course,...

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I found a pecan on the ground
I picked it up when no one was around
Sitting in the hall outside of class crying because her classmates...

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It’s Faint Paddies Day
everyday,
from my oxy scarce commuter view

At this Rocky Mountain skin altitude,
death is always on the dispatch menu

Faint Paddies 
be sweating onion fear...

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Miriam Colrick and her husband Brad,
tired of dank cities, crumbling and bad,
moved to New Hampshire, bought themselves a farm,
a place they could raise children without...

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Spoken words are what I hear
That sinks into the depth of my ear
What's reflected and brought up later in time
Are the spoken words buried within...

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From time to time, people ask me
About my education.
Only then, I remember
I have no degrees or diplomas.
I attended no university either.
I hated textbooks and exams.
I...

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Candy Crush is a computer game that people like to play
But Candy Crush to me was revealed a different way
My adrenaline would flow, there would...

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All these shooting of our Youth MUST STOP! The city, the churches, communities and our states need to get together. This is not the end....

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Being Worth Your Salt

The Holy Spirit was speaking to me about being worth
my salt; not working my way to Heaven, it has nothing
to do with...

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Sixteen hundred full moons ago, RumbleVoice, a giant with a mission, and his mighty spy hawk, Samuel P. were up in the Butter Cup Mountains...

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When Clive was nineteen years old
he graduated from high school,
it had taken him five years,
but he would not become a fool.

He’d seen why not two...

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The woman was older, had black hair, angry brown eyes, and wore a perpetual frown on her face. Chel had heard the nurse on the...

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