Leaking Pen Poems

I celebrate my body politics
I celebrate my body poetic,
I celebrate my poetic voice,
I celebrate my poetic imagination
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When life throws me a new bone
And I take it for granted…
Ah the folly of youth and my misadventures ways
Till one day I wake up and realize
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Sing to me voice of tyranny
A pink elephant under the tree
The tree grows out of my back
I suffer from the elephant’s attack.
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I am but one breath
Removed from death
I feel all my shivery
State of my delivery
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Orgasm –Acrostic Poem in four parts-

Oh how to start this poetic journey…
Regarding orgasm, channeling chose my poem’s title.
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Club card to heaven
Only one in seven
I missed out by one short stride
I am always the bridesmaid never the bride.
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Am I too serious a poet?
To smoke pot or not to...
That is my latest question
From my poetic intention
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Who funk it that this day will finally come
When cockroaches invade my desolate slum.
Rats and slithering snakes are eve’s scary creatures
And swear words are drunken man best features.
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Where does my poetry go from here? I fear!
Like way of the dinosaurs extinct to my chagrin.
Is rhyming old history some made it clear,
Free verse from where my nightmares begin.
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This orb of night, now warm and glowing
In earnest reflecting the Sun, would, if it were cold
And rotates invisible in the chill darkness of space,
So haunt the Sun’s days with blindness and doom its sights
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