Winter Slam Poems

Cometh the end of each and every 
December

January so to with it as well bringeth a 
new year to start a fresh once all over
again...

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Ever so drowsily awakening to
the seminal dark and next to last

Falling leaves barely still clinging
and hanging onto the winter tree

I myself from here safely snuggly...

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Please do not stress Mother dearest

As i do not want to add to your woes

But the dog has just come in covered
in ticks and fleas

And...

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March forevermore my child

Press onwards admirably
foward

Should you to be allowed
and granted access

Piggyback if you can on the
wing's of solent angel buffered
kite

Whilst all the while still...

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Came a drunk in a lop-sided flivver
Pity the poor man's ill-fated liver
Not enough to be drunk
The man took a quick dunk
When he drove it straight...

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Sorry my mind was miles away

You've caught me in my
rocking chair

Steadily rocking back and forth

Quietly contemplating which way
is backward or true north

Expression blanker than my...

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People seem to take to me
and like me

Something i do not or can't
understand

However well intentioned be that
even based on pitty and sorry

As personally i myself...

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Pretty in Pink

Far more pretty than anything
i have ever seen before nor since

Read or wrote about or underscored

You are the flaming grass of winter

Blowing across...

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I took a pen to bed with me 1 night
That only i could tell
To comfort all my nightmares away
You see i passed my exams
By counting...

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The wind sits steady as the leaves begin to change 
Cigarette buts on the ground
While there's puke stains
on the walls
From mixing two different types of...

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..... cus i aint got no mother plucking rap skills mucker,
I'm a poet shall I show it
rhyme the line combine and row it,
I'm a sick...

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Mount the dead animal head
above your mantle stone fireplace
Lay your nude body upon
the grizzly rug of this death skin

Likewise, with safari determination, 
you hunt the...

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The rose was fragile in its beauty,
Its hue the colour of romance novels and warm tea,
But these flowers aren’t flickers of flames in winter,
They were...

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Slam the Door

Slam shut the door,
The weather is freezing!
Under his bed covers Tony is sneezing,
Vulnerable to the cold winds.
Warm your hands by the fire,
Xanthophiles are...

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he parlayed a condom full of nouns
in bold thrusts of the quill
for the para structuralist cadres
many of them freeway orphans
who won't even read a stoplight
on...

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