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Jamie Rogers Poem
01/04/2014
I HAD A WHITE PUPPY
WHO WAS FLUFFY AND LIGHT.
MY SON NAMED HIM HOTWHEELS
BECAUSE IT FIT RIGHT.
I WOULD TAKE HIM OUTSIDE
TO RUN HIS ENERGY ABOUT.
HE WOULD ALWAYS STOP TO SMELL ROSES,
EVEN IF IT WAS RAINING OUT.
HOTWHEELS WILL ALWAYS
STAY CLOSE TO MY HEART;
FOR HE WAS SO SAD WHEN WE WERE APART.
EACH VISIT EXCITEMENT WAS EASY TO SEE,
ONCE AGAIN I APPEARED
FILLING HIM WITH GLEE.
AND EVERY NIGHT WE WOULD LAY
ALL CUDDLED IN BED.
HIS EYES WOULD MEET MINE
NOTHING NEEDED TO BE SAID.
SO WHEN I COME VISIT
EVERY NOW AND THEN;
JUST ONE NUZZLE SHOWS HIM
I AM HIS FRIEND.
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Satirical Journal Entry #1
Attempting Suicide:
Just The Beginning!
If I killed myself today would anyone notice? Would anyone be at my
funeral?
If so, would they come just ot give themselves peace(piece) of mind over
all the things they took from me?
I guess better late than never!
Hmmm..........
A corpse could always use a loan or a shoulder to cry on.
I wonder how I would be dressed?
Ah....... maybe somehow right before I die I could mangle my face so my casket would stay closed.
-Less opportunity for more disappointment that way.
If I killed myself today all chaos in my mind would end.
I would be in hell for sure
but I know that all this torture on earth would be forgotten.
Yet one question still remains.
Is it worth the damnation?
Yes! I am a selfish !
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A BLUE PEN IS WHERE IT IS AT.
THE LETTERS CAN NEVER FALL FLAT.
A BALL WILL ROLL WITH THE GREATEST OF EASE
ALL THE WHILE YOU HASTILY SEARCH FOR YOU KEYS.
BLUE INK IS THE "CAT'S MEOW".
DON'T ASK ME WHY OR HOW.
I JUST PREFER IT TO BLACK OVER AND OVER AGAIN
BECAUSE IT FLOWS SO PRISTINELY FROM MY LEFT HAND.
IF I HAD AN OBJECTION
TO CAST MY AFFECTION.
THE INK IS ALWAYS A STAIN
LEAVING CLUES TO WHERE MY HANDS HAVE BANE.
SO IF THERE'S A CHOICE
ON ANY INVOICE.
WRITE IN BLUE INK
BECAUSE BLACK IS FLAT AND THE MISSING LINK.
JAMIE R. ROGERS
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Our Nation in Gaiety
04/19/2015
Listen!
Hey,
Jamie,
You got to understand,
Rob was so devastated,
Hmmm!
Right on,
See this is the situation,
My old lady,
I'm not doing this!
Reise, Reich, Renae
Is anyone still quick on your toes?
How many days in repeat?
All sound is contained in my auditory canal.
Where is yours?
Frontal lobe overhaul equals Mental Illness.
Oh and gun control to the max!
JRR
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Life goes quickly growing up from the use of a commodore 65.
Perforated print paper
Really takes your energy.
Fold and Tear!
Fold and Tear!
Every so often the edges
With the holes placed every millimeter amuse me for atleast five minutes.
Jump to ten years later as I sign up for my first email through AOL.
Still my main for sure contact or solid way for anyone to reach me, I stand firm in its support.
Life trickles down into o the earth’s core where warmth and safety from the information super highway can be found.
Wait, so what happens if polarity introverts?
Oh the earth shoots a bunny
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Jamie stood in silence staring listlessly at the calm bayou below. The water was almost glowing green; as it carried leaf after leaf miles from their trees of origin.
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One time I locked up .
Hinges become loose and
My jaw swung off set.
The demon friend of mine
Said, "I was in the wrong place and time".
So I walked backwards till
I was no longer in the spotlight.
They booed, they yelled, they came, they attacked!
All because of the hearsay.
Thank God my jaw was locked up.
No here say there.
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ONE EMPTY HEART
ONE SWOLLEN FACE
TWO LOVERS DIED
NEVER AGAIN TO EMBRACE
WE PRAY THEY FIND SOMEONE TO HOLD
AS THEY DID ONE ANOTHER
LIKE THE BEST STORY EVER TOLD
BUT ONE WAS UNSPOKEN
THE OTHER UNCONTROLLED LASHES OF HER TONGUE
HE LOST HIS WANT TO SWEEP HER AWAY.
SHE WOULD CUT HER TONGUE OUT TO MAKE HIM STAY.
HE NEVER KNEW SHE WAS ONLY HIS
SHE NEVER BELIEVED HE TRULY WANTED HER
THEY COULD NOT GET PAST JEALOUSLY LIFE WOULD SERVE
INSTEAD THE GAVE UP ON ONE ANOTHER
HE REFUSED TO PUT HER FIRST
SHE FAILED TO SILENCE HER TONGUE
HER CURSE IT WAS THAT TOOK THEIR LIFE AWAY
HAPPINESS NOW SEEMED SO FAR AWAY
APART THEY COULD NOT EXIST MORE THAN A FEW DAYS
SO HE GREW TIRED AND ANGRY WHICH MADE HIM GIVE UP
AND SHE DIED INSIDE WITHOUT HIS LOVE
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She came so violently into the house, like a bolt of lightning.
I could feel the heat radiate off of her face. I was extremely anxious.
It was unexpected this time.
She won this round and she proudly boasted it all throughout the trailer.
Her revenge was so juicy and delicate as she served it forcefully loud and clear.
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STERILE HANDS HOLD MY HEART
NUMBING IT THROUGH AND THROUGH
AT MOMENTS I CAN NOT
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