Boy Prose Poems

With wild exuberance the new boy
Danced his way across the gym floor.
It was the seventh grade dance; no other guys were moving.
They were mostly staring...

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They still don't find me
savvy enough
to be respected
as aged sir ...
I haven't been serious...

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Father's Dislike
American hero, a man my father would ing hate, was a real golden ball boy. Olympic athlete, he saw and did it all. Jessie...

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The mental illness team arrived at the same conclusion
I was clearly insane, Leroy was merely a delusion.
The young boy and I pensively stared at each...

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                  Standing, thinking without thinking of anything ...
...

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Every story has a plot, has some turning points, some twists, some turns and some interesting differences in points of view. This story is no...

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Time
Time just flew by so very fast
I just blinked and now a quarter of my life is gone
I blinked again and oh boy now it...

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How often the old dog had heard that said, at the end of a good walk?  ‘ OK we’ve had fun now it’s time...

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Young Boy in Heat

I remember when I was a kid
Maybe twelve or thirteen years old
Just on the edge of pubescence and
Becoming aware of my own...

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the weather is right
walking at night
big city b'way light
in country town
its hiways sound
theyer moving along
 its   not wrong
oh boy
love this
SUMMER JOY...

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This is a story of an old couple who had no children of their own.
One day while the old woman was washing clothes at a...

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Write a Lament  is what they say So I’m going to tell you about the saddest day. 
It was summertime with parades in the...

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The woman I loved  most
did not...

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Dear budding poet, 

Modern poetry is an evolutionary process. A poet never really stops growing and learning. Even the most seasoned of poets can discover...

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Spindleshanks Ain't No Legend...

But sits here donned in his foreign
aged (not so lovely) bag of bones
barely functioning surviving, but by
skin off his teeth, (which explains
dentures)...

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I.

A young boy in a desert trailer,
wishes inspiration will fall in him,
pitter, patter, like raindrops,
transforming into keytaps,
on the ancient yellow-screened word processor
that was his father's...

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Title: My growing up (episode one)

I was born to a native parents 
I guess my mum was a woman of substance
Papa is so good 
I...

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(Seen. Heard.) 

Two mice walk into a bar...

"Hey barkeep (a tomcat), whiskey, neat, and one for my pal." (First mouse - Leo) "Geezy weezy did...

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On the warm wet day in december
I look back at my life and remember
How it was in days gone by
Everyone i loved taken and still...

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it was so cold
i say this bold
with my arms fold
and oh boy
i have
SPRING
WEATHER JOY...

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