Short Doesn Poems

Whether were together ,or whether we're apart
it doesn t matter, we're connected at the heart!



McCuen Copyright October 2008...

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When the heart is full of the universe
And become eye waterfall doesn ^ t stay
And tear place like a river
They are heavier afternoon
Do not know why down
Nor to descend...

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It sometimes goes up
Then comes back down
Brings people to their location
The top floor to the ground
From young to old
And smart to dumb
Doesn"t discriminate
It always runs...

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Fishery 


He is a fisherman from Guiana
doesn´t do Tonga, but the sea is blue.
His face is a map of America.
He fishes sharks (not Hemingway)
one of them took his arm.
Vengeance is mine, said the lord.
Crap !!! He says
and set red sail for China....

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Taking all kinds of intoxicants
The experimenters
The soul does not need new intoxicantsto produce verse
Verse is a safe drug
Poets of the past havae given us thier legacy 
So we can keep 
the flame of poetry alive
In a world which so often doesn''t care...

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she cries herself to sleep at night
she  want nothing more then for the pain to end.
she stuck on the past
she doesn' t know how beautiful she is.
she doesn't ever give up 
she wounder if anyone out there for her
she is a god sent angle
she is the best teacher 
she the greates friend...

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Sayings
In a country of 
Bald people 
The wig maker is
The king 



If throwing a stone
At the moon 
That floats on 
The surface a lake 
You will shatter 
A beautiful image 
And ask 
What the hell did 
I do this for?

Motherhood

Even if female 
Crocodiles 
Are good mother 
It doesn´t make them
More cuddly...

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The has been

He sits with his hand folded and unfolding
the only part of his body that moves 
his face is in the shadow.
His eyes are watery and blank
he appears tired looking for the dream which escaped him.
Sadness cut deep lines in his face, that of a loser´s
a coward that never took the final step.
It doesn´t matter anymore; life cannot be re-lived....

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They were here in the begin
Created by him
Abraxas the father
Running existence through creation

The uber alles god
Hitler Christ
And all the worlds religions
Existing in Nazism.

Every line of history
only nazi lies
The non-existent truth
Wiped out in the gas chambers.

It doesn;t exist 
Shouts an old timer
When every existent thing belongs
To them....

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The March

The best-designed plans 
have the tendency 
to not materialize.
Plan B and plan C 
is the smoke of despair.
Overcoming obstacles, 
try a new plan again
that doesn´t include 
a third individual.
Postponing your journey 
until the sunlit days
turn into fog and 
a miasma of precipitation.
It rains on your parade
the triumph of the will
not yours 
has won....

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the malefactor

I had a thieving dog
she stole eggs, one at the time
kept it in her mouth she wanted to give it to me.
I took the egg, just as the hen-lady came
screaming said the dog and I worked in tandem.
I gave the lady back her egg
she refused to take it, not surprising,
so I paid for the egg.
A dog doesn´t know human morality it has to be thought
to leave the neighbours thing alone....

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Salt water taffy orchestrated,
pouring grain and sweating.
Spinning my silhouette,
as the dog failed his frisbees.

It doesn' let the sun’s rays wash over me,
replicate large wooden planks,
for heart boardwalking day by day.

Sandbars can sometimes be paramour,
idyllic feeding high memories.
So blue as seashells with a spiral pattern.
Averse to an occasional dalliance,
enthralling you, God....

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Age
The face I see 
In the morning mirror 
Is of my father 
I imperiously ignore him 
And shave a smooth face 
Half my age. 
Nature is kind to us old 
We are unable to see how aged we are.
As the outside doesn´t look
Like the inside. 
But if you tell me I look forty five 
You are patronizing me.
And I will think you are anti-old
But being wise I will not say so 
Just disinherit you...punk....

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have desire to achieve personal goal
knownly this concept is called Ambition

 take every step to reach his destination
truth was not being considered in ambition

 rise so high to his every personal intention
popular general rule for every amibition

  desire somewhat resembles with aristocracy
democracy doesn"t chase to any ambition

 we would get one day in this world a prefection
aimee thinks ! wrong perception for any ambition...

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Morocco say my Ameriscam passport
blue eyed, blond hair and a smile
I pass any doors no questions asked.

If need be I shove the French one
the address Lafayette avenue can I be more clear
of my intention of love thy neighbor the world is small.

The dog in tow, I left the cat behind as she doesn''t like to travel
the venture of explanation to look at a sunset from a different view
as tomorrow the sun will rise no matter what....

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my revolution will not wait for me
oh delightful masterpiece of my moods
how lonely my eternity has become
but you surround us all master solitude
a sometimes twinkling heart
combined with loose inertia
will never part the sea
untold i call my soul
i divide myself exquisitely
cause i don´t live my truth each day
this hurt is mine absolute
my revolution, where will you go
to a greater heart that doesn´t only dream
a pioneer of more than thoughts
who dares to love us all...

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The tenth month 


October has psychological problem as it doesn´t 
belongs anywhere, nor summer or winter? That 
is why it gets hot at noon and cold in the evening 
having read bad reviews all day long,
 October has an inferiority complex doesn´t accept 
critics, sees it as a personal attack and then it gets 
resentful send bucket full of rains on foe and friends 
alike. But October has a soft inner heart, sentimental 
too, so speak softly to it and it will be your friend....

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