Short Rashes Poems

slams again he yacks his toes
and rashes back against the throes
prays aghast
he screams out No
and bleeds against 
the bathroom floor
tears of dust
o god no more...

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Life leaved lavished locations
east establishes engagements
north normally had nothing knowns
west wishes no wastes
south summon their souls
life left rubbishes and rashes....

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When women see my parts gleaming
At first, they run outta the park screaming
Really have no fear
Usually, bushes are near
And my skin rashes are slowly receeding...

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(of)
whales and windmills
i've chased in haste
seeking Mt. Ida
i've razed and raced
i've sought and longed
to meet Flammonde
and talk and tell duende
but dreams are dry
and often hushed
from rashes to ashes
from rust to dust...

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All people brave and small;
Before the life of their worth;
Crashes life's burdens calls;
Duty bound humanity bursts;
Every angel that sins have plucked wings they fall;
Foreverness spent eternity on earth as demons then land in hell's halls;



7/22/19
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2019...

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Black no moon night
Glowing green 
No noise to be heard
Gliding overheard 
Cowering away 
Looking to hide
Blinding white light
Lying on a cold metallic table
Grey faces without features
Stretched out on dewy grass
Two hours missing 
Rubbing a lump on my neck
Headaches and rashes
Humming in my ears
Flashes of metallic memories.

© Paul Warren Poetry...

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It's cloudy but no rain fell
So is like in a glacier I fell
Sworn out is the pores on my body
Beguiling beholders as rashes on my body.

Should my heart be slate
It will easy be to read my state
And pity I know you will be
For this lovelorn I wear.

Whatever of me it may take
I shall be Jephthar to promise
That you come back to my place
To hear the secrets of my heart
No matter what it takes of me
I shall beSamson to my doom....

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S)cars Are What They Are.
C)uts are deep.
A)nger dwells inside
R)age becomes you
S)ilence is the end.

A)ctions make wounds
R)ibs are broken
E)yes stay swollen

W)rist's  are bruised 
H)ate engulfs you
A)buse is from you
T)humb's are sliced

T)oes are blue
H)ead has gashes
E)lbow's have rashes
Y)elling will not go unpunished

A)rm's are knifed up to the bone
R)eality here is death that awaits
E)ngulfed in horror is my life....

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What turns our bodies
To this and that
What signals 
To turn, that to this
 
Strawberries, peanuts
Shampoo's as well
To turn our beauty
Make us swell
 
Rashes that weep
Sores so red
Painful signals
Rush to our head
 
Some of us scratch
Some can leave
This incredible urge
These allergies
 
Tablets and cream
Man made remedies
Appease our aches
As time will see
 
In natures world
She has many cures
But what we make our self
I'm not too sure...

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did they say I was,
high and bad strung,
muscular convulsions were going awry,
it was deep inside,
skin was yet plain and clean,
they said it would have,
rashes before anything could relax,
and turn red and would also get strung,
mind also probably was convulsed,
it did not know that it too was strung,
would it be fatal,
for now,
or if it happened again and again,
why did I get strung,
no I cannot think,
as mind is strung,
and gets more so,
if I think how I got strung....

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