Memory Social Poems

In the pot, a memory, stirring, sweet,
Blended leaves, a dance of flavors meet.
Mornings greeted with a warming brew,
Guests welcomed anytime, with joy imbued.

Evenings, families, mingling...

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I had a separate social life where stoners didn’t exist 
it was when I came alive so many ladies kissed 
happy days fulfilling life that...

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From the ashes of the never before, 
Lacking symbol, nor take to guide,
A Phoenix rises from storied lore,
In a portent of thrashing hide. 

Trumpets are...

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[Characters: Thomas, Jesse, Mark]

In a small town of Athens, Thomas and his disciples served the town well, with their Wisdom and Knowledge, by helping out...

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With a roof over your head,
A key to your door
Fire in the grate
Clippie rugs on the floor
The countryside to roam
A dog by his side
A boy...

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Ephemeral social media rendezvous

"Abort, Retry, Fail?" 
(or "Abort, Retry, Ignore?")
essentially spells does not compute 
in bobbing spongy mindscape 
of your friendly martian
donned with square pants,
when...

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The qualities of one’s many thoughts are the measure of one’s power. 
Vividly visualize all good and wonderful things as raining down in an abundant...

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There’s still a  Church and Chapel
A pub,  but no longer a school 
For there  on the council 
Childless incomers rule.
There are houses...

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A chrome gun glittering 
in the hot sun raise, rays radiating 
like a heliographic rainbow,
drawn from shimmering halos 
of inferno light, hot.

White smoke from a...

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Leather boots 
tight black suits 
skin hot bound 
in knots cutting 
sweet the heat 
Burns in between 
the pleasure 
of the pain 
the sweat 
of...

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First outings (not a date exactly)
someone you’re impressed with. 
You trot out your best anecdotes 
and venture small confidences.

You have to decide which “you” to...

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Weapons of mass fury
Locked and loaded 
watching the media Snow 
falling on tombstones

Blinding the world 
fury for the masses 
raise our glasses pour the wine...

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We dream of rain
In the setting sun 
in the season of one.
A wildest west and a withered crest, 
the coat of arms. 
A falcon and...

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Glowing gas station lights, bright
In the smooth endless night
The car rambles on
Down the desolate road
Many shadows have past 
Where the indigo black sky is filled
Stars...

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Propriety
belongs to a
society
as dignity
sings my song strong
individuality

Both benign 
characteristics
earned right through
win/win wellness statistics
comparing
individualistic
flawed integrity
of Othering patristics.

Improperly colonizing
militarized monoculturing
choosing bitter
unbetter capitalizing

A worn down path
of ZeroSum assumptionizing
improper...

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