Showing posts with label 365/365 2012. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 365/365 2012. Show all posts
Tuesday, May 01, 2012

NaPoWriMo, Day Thirty One, Poem Thirty One

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30/30 Fail Haiku Failure, failure and failure, failure, failure, and add twenty five more.

NaPoWriMo, Day Thirty One, Poem Thirty

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Poem Wail or well the hardest lesson to learn. The more cast off the more loved you are. You've never believed last words ...

NaPoWriMo, Day Thirty One, Poem Twenty Nine

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New month's first morning and a late-to-work April calls May up to cry.

NaPoWriMo, Day Thirty One, Poem Twenty Eight

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Law of The Open Mic Host If a man slams into your body while taking the seat adjacent to you refusing to let you up for your stop until his ...
Monday, April 30, 2012

NaPoWriMo, Day Thirty, Poem Twenty Five

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Scene From Out of The Blue Cat is too bored to entertain inattentive man throwing wordless paper, Stays till the end of Amiri Baraka poem be...

NaPoWriMo, Day Thirty, Poem Twenty Four

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Redlined E.H. Bloodied bullets blaze beyond missed shot. We live though sped by and bys with doses of friendly howz itgoins. Eventually, you...

NaPoWriMo, Day Thirty, Poem Twenty Three

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Reasons I Fail at Slam Poetry Ran  out of roommates to rake. Suspect for Occupying  my own space. Can't champion cause witho...

NaPoWriMo, Day Thirty, Poem Twenty Two

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Poem Learn a palate  of platitudes weaned  regurgitation recycled comments. Your dietician dines on smug asparagus.

NaPoWriMo, Day Thirty, Poem Twenty One

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Unswallowed Vomit Bad students telling you you were right to an answer just given to them. Toastmasters  torment busy hosts while si...

NaPoWriMo, Day Thirty, Poem Twenty

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This Is Just Too Lame I have written  one more  William Carlos Williams parody after admitting I had not read Kenneth Koch's ...

NaPoWriMo, Day Thirty, Poem Nineteen

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Poem Why do incompetent have so much love to talk about? Those who snail trail their  mess always first to bless. Enshrined are ...

NaPoWriMo, Day Thirty, Poem Eighteen

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Sunday Evening I write in in my broken binding book since the laptop taunts like a math teacher and Margaret's washing machine's...

NaPoWriMo, Day Thirty, Poem Seventeen

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Haiku windblown shopping bags   parachute down avenue quiet carnival

NaPoWriMo, Day Thirty, Poem Sixteen

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Poem I  have no secret shames anymore, only smaller and larger ones, clear as stains in the fronts of my pants. I can talk again ...

NaPoWriMo, Day Thirty, Poem Fifteen

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Bacon My girlfriend is vegetarian, but lately there's been problems. Not with  temptation,  but with intrusion. Bacon is drawn to...
Tuesday, April 24, 2012

NaPoWriMo, Day Twenty-Four, Poem Thirteen

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Ji'Saw Ron turns my haze to phrase need no new  spell(ing)s give up  on sense at top who's Ron other side of sunny ...
Monday, April 23, 2012

NaPoWriMo, Day Twenty-Three, Poem Twelve

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To begin in form does not guarantee good end. Lake Titicaca.

NaPoWriMo, Day Twenty-Three, Poem Eleven

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Anniversary Confessions call for olive oil, sentences with swirling bread, spoons flip me back from legs that dance around the truth, which ...

NaPoWriMo, Day Twenty-Three, Poem Ten

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Self-Portrait On Break From Getaway My scorched earth hair pleads with the sun for color to camouflage. She waits while watching more episod...
Thursday, April 19, 2012

NaPoWriMo, Day Nineteen, Poem Nine

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Disclaimer The Anti-Muse doesn't want the love it didn't already squander. It doesn't want the hate it's used to giggling at...