The House On Orchard Avenue

I bought a house on Orchard Avenue
all the windows on the porch were broken
the owner . . . she had...
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There’s Room 2 write

Numbers numbers it’s
the numbers what needs to be
changed it’s the numbers

Each of us need to
bring in readers and...
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Defrag the sob Already

I’m a slave to a computer
we’re all slaves of a sort
when it’s working I’m working well
and when it’s not f…ing...
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I Want To Know

I want to know poetry
from the middle side out
no meaningless words . . . of academia
but the intuitive thoughts
of time...
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A note from me to you

Oh my God it’s black
Friday what is that I feel
slipping round my neck

I lost my girl leftmore

Blogger Hell

My time is not mine
anymore cause I’m a self made
man in blogger hell

I used to write words
until my iron cage slammed more

My first Haiku . . . I had fun, though
I prefer not to count syllables for whatever reason,
mainly because for me it is difficult. But I will force...
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Do you read poetry?

Many people tell me they don’t read poetry and I laugh. You see, I’m a poet and I spend most my time dreaming up things...
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Tattered, soiled and bare

Have you ever really looked at homeless man? Have you reached deep into your pockets and emptied them for another...
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Today I wanted to share a small tidbit of one of the poems
from my new book, “Sleepless Nights.” This poem is my longest yet,
eight plus pages . ....
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