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michael-parish
michael-parish
Nothing to brag about
I see the homeless man standing around A street of empty houses, locked with Galvanized chains,  the frost sparkles Dancing and heating   his beard.  He is happy, shaking himself uncontrollably Moving as slow he can to make the moment last  as long as possible.   His immortality is through the shelter Of the dark clouds forming a hut above His immortality.  He sees angels in the snowflakes, their  hot kisses stacking themselves into layers of white  silk.  He feels blessed and screams away his curses In tongues hoping his god hear his prayers sending him a golden hole in the dark sky.
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Jan 25, 2025
Jan 25, 2025 at 6:02 PM UTC
Winter Irony
I have starred from the sand Long enough to know Imperfections never fix Themselves.    Thank God! I used to  wish plagues On the birds for Dropping me here Near the river Until the night A woman  bathed In the moonlite. She leaned on my Skin with hers the tips of nails Summer heat Blushing my leaves The pepper loons resang again And again.
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Dec 31, 2024
Dec 31, 2024 at 1:38 AM UTC
THE RIVER TREE'S POINT OF VIEW
The sun will drag itself as though You feel the kid you were has Waited and time is what a jar Is shaped by, before edging out In lite beneath a panel or shed Unlatched  with smells of bags Unfull of yellow fumes, the day Has found the branches and cherries unzapped by beaks.  You know it's Safe to start a new dream.  Again the fence Is standing triumphantly, the night has Been a lost call, a ball is tossed again The neihbor is waving like a friend.
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Dec 23, 2024
Dec 23, 2024 at 11:58 PM UTC
Its Ok
Laying in white folds and wishing To be paid by mail.  He will see the wooden pin glued to our white box.   A pin that no longer snaps nor springs down to lock  its soft splintered jaws.   It works with what it has not trying To be what it once was when it hung And sprung  more then its weight of wet clothing in the yard.
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Dec 10, 2024
Dec 10, 2024 at 11:47 AM UTC
Mornin poem 1
The night is beautiful And lonly as it is The tastes of brawny men Awoke  her from her sleep Cedar and lavender Odors stirred by the air! The fresh old dream Already gone. She cried: Oh you beastly sweaty hunks my Snow , be mine all mine!  Oh shred with rage my flimsy buttons, and rage my ******* with your wild howls!
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Dec 8, 2024
Dec 8, 2024 at 2:25 PM UTC
modern poetry stanzas
The dead black quilt falls across my face. His purr puts me down and I sleep.
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Jul 7, 2020
Jul 7, 2020 at 3:12 AM UTC
Untitled
Beef is like nothing. Chicken is Fine.
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Apr 23, 2020
Apr 23, 2020 at 2:51 AM UTC
Untitled
The old worthless winter dies. Daffodils go to work. An early bird bombs sidewalks!
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Feb 14, 2020
Feb 14, 2020 at 2:08 AM UTC
Spring is coming
Black and topped Whit swirls My hands make refuge on Thin feelings. Forget your glasses! **** the phone. I love you.
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Feb 9, 2020
Feb 9, 2020 at 6:35 AM UTC
Cuddle
This kid was fired currsed ready to rap born with trials sleepy with credentials ready for theworld as a whole tired of leaving it slivered unborn in the case resurrected with champaighn and solve poor boy makes it roar upon the streets roars make beats we live it all unabrasive worlds far away from stardom bricks spouting freedom take this and tell me if we all deserve to be ourselves ring love with seldom days when earth went to far away. troump with that head marble in freedom brake asty verse make it your resume your life's work is everything you do quit playing aces and skip around the decks lift your eyes in the brine see everything as sunchine take every breath and think in the unwakable places make a dark mine lite with golden cqracels a dream against unrully time listen in keep your Whit's thin look at every stranger and know what they are. cry through ur life walk in nite listen to your mind. it's always part 1
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Oct 12, 2019
Oct 12, 2019 at 6:03 AM UTC
REACH