The voice I once forgot was mine
I was married,
but to me, it wasn’t marriage.
It was poverty-induced—
a fate sealed by hunger and silence.
I was an orphan,
taken in by my mother’s brother—
the uncle who accepted
that I could live with him.
But he was abusive,
an emotional robber.
He broke the seal of my womanhood
when I was just into the third of the teenage years.
Long story short—
he
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Categories:
policeman, abuse, betrayal, child abuse,
Form: Narrative
Mr Policeman
Papa’s not here
For we had hunger to fear-
He took his backpack
And never came back.
Mama’s gone too-
Drunk she got
-nothing I could do
The money she forgot.
School mister?
Then what about my sisters?
You come knocking,
But all you do is nodding.
You ask me for papa
But I must go make supper,
For I have four siblings
And the money’s dribbling.
You
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Categories:
policeman, abuse, africa, age, betrayal,
Form: Rhyme
In Memoriam,Sikh Policeman
The policeman,is dead.
Trying to give a ticket.
Death=gift for service!
October 12, 2018
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Categories:
policeman, death, sad, , In
Form: Haiku
Big Marty Milano
Big Marty Milano
Blue-veined sausage nose
slightly off center
toward the right side of
a florid cop face
white-gloved hands
directing traffic
to the piercing rhythm
of staccato blasts from
the black wooden whistle
clenched between his teeth
everyone called him
Big Marty Milano and
he conducted a busy
three street confluence
of automobiles pedestrians and
kids going to and
from school like it was
his personal symphony orchestra
he was a beat
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Categories:
policeman, heartbreak, hurt, murder,
Form: Free verse
She Planned To Save Them All
I will save them all
I will take them out of this hovel.
I will rescue children one at a time.
They are babies, after all. Helpless before I arrived.
It is her first day as a social worker.
She is proud, of her degree, and her badge.
Makes her first home visit. Calls her supervisor, concerned.
Supervisor seems bored, uninterested.
Next call
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Categories:
policeman, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Narrative
Emergency Medical Service Workers
Where are you going? The EMS workers are wondering
As a thousand screaming people run out
The EMS is running in
What can we do to help? The EMS workers are asking
Helping each other triage, in every way possible.
Children are being spoken to in soft voices as
Other EMS are putting sheets over their parents' bodies
All working together
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Categories:
policeman, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
Gay Policeman
Gay Policeman
He was beautiful, the gay policeman. Wearing his silver swimming trunks. Baby oil glistened on his body. As he strutted his stuff in the gay club, it was heaven.
Everybody loved him. Even the straight people. Cat calls and cheers erupted as he cavorted on the stage. A random man, picked from the audience, added
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Categories:
policeman, beauty, culture, dance, fun,
Form: Verse
Ode To a Policeman
Ode To A Policeman
The policeman is the strongest man in the world
As he can hold up all the traffic with just one hand
But there is a serious side to the policeman,
A protector of the innocent, a man who will risk his life
For anyone, no matter what walk of life,
Fearless of the ever present danger surrounding
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Categories:
policeman, hero,
Form: Ode
And Now the Policeman Picks Up His Club
uncle sam took a moment to sit down
at the diner counter & shove a couple more
doughnuts down his gullet,
but don’t you worry,
now that Kofi Annan has thrown in the towel,
the big ****ing bully of the world
is gonna get its way again---
this time,
Sec. Clinton will no doubt come rumbling out
bantering on about how Putin is the
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Categories:
policeman, life,
Form: Free verse
The Policeman In the Cafe
The policeman sits
Sipping his coffee
A gun on his hip
Music plays softly
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Categories:
policeman, life
Form: Quatrain
Mr. Policeman Or Officer I Maybe...
I serve out here each and every day as I walk my beat, I protect the homes and business of others that never even bother to get to know my name...they see only the name (Officer)... which comes just before my real name.
They never see my real name, just a badge and a uniform
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Categories:
policeman, dedicationday, me, work, time,
Form: Burlesque