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Brian Davey Poem
Psycho Evaluation
Physically unable to deal with all this stress
a clinical Psychiatrist said that I am depressed
No shat Sherlock you are such a genius
10 years of college for this uneducated guess
Yah you're just an Idiot with an ego to caress
Pockets full of pens and eyeglasses to impress
Yes we all notice the impeccable way you dress
Armani styled striped suit all ironed and pressed
It looks quite expensive only the best for the best
No I don't want to do your magic ink blotter test
You act as if by the Almighty you are blessed
Just like the Preacher trying to get us to confess
So how do I know this won't end up in my arrest
I guess I'll just have to remove you in the end more or less
Now who is the one that's stressed???...
revised 04/27/16
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Canvas of Catastrophe
An outcast portait of society
Public opinion timidly restrained
Descriptive world of psychotic anarchy
Borderline genius, brilliantly insane
Artificial imagined ancient discovery
Sacrificed human, silenced little lamb
Red drifted mist it's as thick as thieves
King of the Dead, Queen of the Damned
Perfect people dancing in puppet strings
A choreographed movement of the masses
The artists painted canvas of catastrophe
dead people buried below green grasses
Secret genetic DNA coded re-structuring
Designer drugs for a euphoric state of mind
left to watch planet earth fight its catastrophe
Sitting in front row seats atop of cloud nine
Poem Revised @ 10/26/17
Entered into contest: "End October Premiere Contest"
Hosted by: Brian Strand
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Brian Davey Poem
Dog In A Purse
I have the very best pet, the absolute very, very best
There is no comparison he is better than the rest
Funny story how we met one hot day way out west
He was handed to me in a Prada Purse I must confess
I first thought him a pest but he quickly passed my test
He won me over in 2 seconds or less, oh but his name is a mess...
We named him Prada you see, yah after the purse, so you get it
He is a stud, definitely, all male but his name, yah I regret it
So I call him Pra-Dawg instead of Prada because of my own ego
Yep, uh-huh, he is a Chihuahua but not like any other that you know
He is happy go lucky, loves rubber duckies, isn't nervous and won't relent
He barks at big dogs at the fence, the backyard Prince, he's never tense...
He fetches the ball bringing it back to you, dropping it every time right at your shoe
He has this cute overbite when he chews, and loves to watch the evening news
He is lightening fast but not furious, flying around and so damn curious
He listens, obeys, won't run away, or worry us, he is really just super flus
No matter what he never goes potty inside, not even once has he tried
I am his Master, he is my guide, always and forever Pra-Dawg by my side...
02/26/2016
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Haunting Memories
The Safety Zone
It feels like I have wind chimes in my feet
The tingling feeling is that intense
Pins and needles keep pestering me
But obedience is my best defense
Every single step is a painful memory
Of the childhood I never got to see
Walking on glass eggshells metaphorically
Watching my feet continually bleed
Too young to understand what was happening
So obediently I tried to be brave
Every night I had to cry myself to sleep
I hadn't even lived yet but wished for my grave
Punishment handed out like it was an offering
Like my pain was some sort of sadistic prize
Hiding away in the backyard that covered me
Holding my breath and closing my eyes
bmdavey@05/18/16
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Colorful Me LSD
Kaleidoscope euphoric psychedelic dreams
Rainbows colour perfect peaches and cream
Splashes orgasmic silhouettes of tiny screams
Cobalt rain droplets in a sunny set theme...
Tiny pearl spiders spin opaque webs in my spine
Snow plowed glass hazards in white chalked up lines
In awe to see so artfully the world in this design
Cosmic Being floating heavenly sure I am just fine...
Static electricity behind my waterfall aqua eyes
Oceans of misery as I bid a colorful goodbye
Back to mortality in a black and white world full of lies
Lucy in the sky in tiny blue diamonds she cries...
05/31/16
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Brian Davey Poem
Comparatively you will never be like me
You do not have the necessary personality
Your judgements about me are undefined
Being equipped without the stronger mind
Jealousy is the ugliest character defect
To hate on me does not earn you respect
People like you are societies negative breed
Never a helping hand just one held out in greed
Trying so very hard for your voice to be heard
But there is no substance behind your word
Stubbornly you just continue on trying
Everyone else already knows you are lying
All that you do just makes me stronger
I doubt you'll even be around much longer
So next time that you may decide to attack
I'll be right behind you so better watch your back
11/15/17
Written for contest: "Judgemental People & Haters"
Hosted by: Brenda Chiri
Placed 4th in Contest Results
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Brian Davey Poem
GUARDIAN ANGEL
Last night I had a dream, it had a tale to tell
I dreamed I saw an Angel the poor thing wasn't well
His body bruised and battered, his wings were ripped and torn
he looked as if he wished that I was never born
I walked up to him and I asked, "Angel how can this be"
He turned around and paused a bit then spoke these words to me
I am your Guardian Angel a great task as you can see
You've run a muck all your life look what it's done to me
These bruises are from shielding you in times both dice and ill
Those dangerous things you had used I often paid the bill
See my wings are ripped and torn, a noble badge that I wear
How often they have flown you from evil unaware
Each Mark is its own story of deadly wounds destroyed
You've made me wish more than once that I was unemployed
If only you could make it and stand up on your own
Oh don't you fret or worry you shall not be left alone
But please try to remember that I'm getting old and frail
We will see if you can help yourself only time will tell
I could not believe all I'd heard let alone how much he cared
I sat and wept upon his shoulder then left in despair
The next morning I pondered all the things that I had done
And that's when the transformation hit, my life had finally begun
So I made a final decision to change my life and try
And in the distance I thought I heard a frail old Angel cry...
bmdavey@1997/02/22/16
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Brian Davey Poem
Flowers of the Spring
Apple Blossom petals cascade in the wind
Blue Stars light the path for Spring's friends
Cosmos intoxicating euphoric scent
Dewberries dangle down over the fence
Earths season has shifted from winter to spring
Flowers bloom for miles enhancing all things
Geraniums illuminate in colorful glow
Holly oak, Hawthorne, and Hyacinth now grow
Irises dilate like the most beautiful eyes
Jasmines sweet scent can not be disguised
Kaleidoscope's of colors tell you Springtime is here
Lilacs lush lavender color crystal clear
Marigolds take first prize in the Spring Orange Fair
Nighttime is full of scented flower petal air
Orchids adorn every little ponds shore
Petunias in a pot sitting next to Grandma's door
Quietly this meadow blooms listening to birds sing
Roses that are red are the best gift of love to bring
Snowdrops can grow enormous bulbs all year round
Tulips wear the seasons most popular crown
Ursinia the African Daisy is beautiful but rare
Viburnum group together on a single branch to share
Witch Hazel's are up to their same old silly tricks
X marks the spot best suited for picnics
Yellow flowers adorn every gals springtime dress
Zephyr Flowers round out this poetic Springtime list
04/13/2016
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>center>Jaime was such a lonely boy and this he couldn't understand?
He didn't possess one harmful bone in his entire body.
He thought everything and everyone to be beautiful, until one summer day...
The day that he finally looked in the mirror, really looked, and poor
little Jaime sat down and cried because now he knew why?
He was ugly!
He was a freak!
Double chin, uneven face, buck teeth, and a million freckles!
He thought of himself as a cartoon character, no wonder all
of the other kids made fun of him!
So he withdrew deeper inside, year after year!
The pure hearted adoring boy closed himself off to the world.
Because he was ugly!
He was hideous!
Then one day now a junior in highschool in Science class he
got paired up with the Bethany Miller for a class project!
Oh the torment!
Oh the humility!
So he decided to play sick from school, but his love of science won out!
After a few days he relaxed and loosened up and Bethany was quite nice!
He actually was starting to believe that they might be friends, until...
One day after school walking down the hall he over heard a small
group of girls whispering and laughing,
(but not really whispering like highschool girls do)
and right there in the middle was Bethany telling the story and it was about him!
One of the girls turns and points "There he is, that's him"! And in a panic
he turned and bolted down the hall out the front doors!
once out side he bent at the waist trying to catch his breath.
(He obviously wasn't the most athletic boy)
After a few moments he felt the softest hand touch his shoulder.
Then the sweet voice of Bethany asks what's wrong Jaime why did you run?
With tears stinging his eyes he looked at her and said because you all were
making fun of me, laughing at me!
"Oh silly boy" she says, that's not what we were doing at all!
I was telling them how great you were and that the next time that I saw you
that I was going to ask you to the winter dance...So what will it be mister?
(Hands sternly placed on her hips)
Ummm...Well....Uh....Hmmm...Really???
"Yes really"
And this was the happiest day of Jaimes life because finally somebody
saw the real him, and it just so happened to be the prettiest girl in the world!
04/26/16
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A Butterflies Cocoon Designed
Eternally For Good
Hiding In Jaundiced Karts
Lingering Mutations
Never Once Being Parented
Quietly Restrained
Seductively Tepid
Until Vacating Wings
Xtend Youthful Zooms...
03/02/16
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