Short Marinating Poems

my body and soul

marinating in your love

a dinner for two...

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The sting to think,
think on the spot
Perform under
pressure
think on command
find solutions
look at problems
Let an idea brew
Let a solution
marinate from all
the different
possibilities....

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   Spools for a day.
   Wound up with what they say.
   Tighter and tighter.
   The insanity won't go away.
   A year or two marinating.
   Chaos has won.
   Then the spring becomes undone....

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Freeway sugar on asphalt,
she kept her eyes blurry.

it's all for me,
she got back in the car
and never came back.

I found her laying on the floor
next to a bowl of marinating chicken legs.
a knife in her hand,
at last she was surrounded by comfort....

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It isn't just incompetence
That leads a custody evaluator
To to clean up messes
For bad actors,
To justify
The unjustifiable,
To gloss over
The vital,
It isn’t just incompetence,
It's the rotten system
That the custody evaluator
Has been marinating in.
...

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Thoughts emanate poetically,
vast, like the worlds oceans.
My serum for daily life,
to the world I share my potion.

Symbolic words materialize,
marinating in my mind.
A poetic type affinity,
stored within my mental shrine.

Jared Pickett
11/06/06
Asavvy1...

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Graves for mariners,
leaning towards the sea,
a lot lop-sided
as if seasick

Gravely now,
we went towards the graves,
the sea churning,
then marinating green

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6/22/2015

Contest  -  Any Old Poem #7

Sponsor  - SKAT A 

1st place win...

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Oh Ferguson.
Simply kindling for a bonfire
blackened white smoke
hate marinating into flame
hope dining on what remains
what happened to your soul
what happened to your soul
hope dining on what remains
hate marinating into flame
blackened white smoke
kindling for a bonfire
Oh Ferguson....

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I think in poetry. I am equal to the author that composed me./ Casting me into a pool of 
poetical prose;/ the stench of rhymes seeps up my nose/ enveloping my head and 
marinating my mind in a stew of thick, inspired thought./ And as this mixture penetrates the 
center of my brain, words pour from my mouth like a storm of much needed rain....

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She glances
From afore does she stare
Poised passive without motion
Petals grace and glance in glimmer
Dans la roseraie de la vue
Attractive allure into light's lust 
Marinating morning's delectable dew
Entwined is she in the rose's vine
Flowered fluorescence enclosed eloped
Claret joues et l'éclat rose
From the bud doth she now call
Flowered glances doth pollen pose
She glances...
Coeur brisé...

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she sniffled
into a
tissue
saying
she was
cold

my tongue
tip touch of
her forehead
felt hot
so to stop
future coughs

rubbing 
crushed
mustard and
garlic on her
chest
marinating

while making
two separate
pots of tea
one which is
ginger mint and
honey

the other
valarian
root the
smell of
a boiling
bootless

sock 
she will
drink so
that 
she will
sleep

while i 
watch
over
her
in my
heart...

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Dave Grigger is marinating in the tub.
Stopped by the Dollar-General and
got some bubble-bath. Feels like a
a jacuzzi at a midget night club filled
with gassy-ass dwarfs.

Reach for the cigs - wait - 
dab hands on towel to dry.
Cool.
Now reach for the cigs, draw
one, like a blunted dagger
of delectable carcinogens.

Got no matches.

The head of a German Shepherd emerged
from the bubble bath.

My work was not finished, damn.

Gotta picket a few more abortion clinics....

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