Retard Poems - Poems about Retard

...BLINDING FLASHES FROM MY EYE SOCKET BEING CRUSHED MY NASAL ARCH NOSE FRACTURE RHINOPLASTY SURGERY HELPS WITH MY AIRWAYS THE SEVERE TRAUMA ON IMPACT SEVERE CAR ACCIDENT TWO MEN ON A LADDER ADJUSTING T......

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...GALAXY YOKE BOMBARD MASTICATE LUSH VISCOUS Some say our galaxy’s a feeble joke, and I’m not one to beat about the bush: two stellar oxen, fastened by a yoke? Mythology, to me, is so ......

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...Know the stakes before the show. Risk all; let it go! Courageously make that climb Bring your Spark in time. Life is much more than a walk, A picnic or a jog in the park There's a Duty-Call fro......

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...I need just before dawn to feel the slopes, love them, The smell of mint or anise, gentian or orange, I need to walk to look for ghosts, invisible ones My parents gone, my wife with quiet kisses,......

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...Please bare with me I received 24 injections in my head for traumatic headaches due to a traumatic brain injury This began with my reporting break in a few poems scattered to my surprise jay Townse......

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...What if poetry soup just shut down with all your work before you edited always copy you work even if you have to go to the library check your titles as well sometimes identity thieves actuall......

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...Igniting pain retrieving the chemical imbalance in my brain soft tissue itched my frontal lobe leaned over my forehead as my temporal lobe offered little comfort in cognitive skills my optic ......

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...1952. Curfew was on and roads were vacant. Some armed hands were still haunting there To hush every possible roar or uprising rant With the spiteful hammer of thunderous fear. But a murmur of r......

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...I shall have you richly prepared For the notorious life of card: Have you grasp another life hard, By far tougher than that of bard; What one does, all the time on guard; For steady losses: A Re......

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...Why is misery said to love company while depression demands solitude? And is it always true that nature abhors a vacuum or sometimes true nurture adores expansion? Misery, depression, an......

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...the Stone curse is what my mother called it we have much mental illness in the family on dad’s side – the Stone side. one of my uncles is schizophrenic another committed suicide, he was super se......

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...If a donkey carries a load of wise books, that doesn't make the beast intelligent. It’s still a donkey. An ass is always the offspring of an even bigger ass. God is you doing bad things, blam......

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...At eight, she could not wait to go to sleep. Imagination land was where she wanted to live. Things changed rapidly, but all toward the good. People were kind to each other. Hugs and kisses were a......

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...Two days have gone by and no new poems What's happening to this silly old geezer Am I having one of those damn writer's blocks Those famous deadly brain freezers Surely there's a bunch ......

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...Two days have gone by and no new poems What's happening to this silly old geezer Am I having one of those damn writer's blocks Those famous deadly brain freezes Surely there's a bunch m......

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