Various Artists: Phone Poems 3 AM

It is late at night. Someone is sitting up in bed typing away furiously on their laptop. Finally, the poem is finished. They look at it with pride. There is no way they are going to get to sleep unless they phone the Think Twice Radio poetry line (716-823-1750) and leave a voicemail so it can be heard by the world.
WHERE ARE YOU NOA? by James Andrews
WE NEED A NEW SHIP, THE ONE WERE ON IS STARTING TO TIP TEMPERATURES RISING , WERE LOSING THE ICE TIMES FLYING, POLITICIANS LYING , WILDLIFE DYING WHERE ARE YOU NOA ? WERE PAYING THE PRICE WITH OIL FILLED DITCHES , AIR FILLED WITH SMOKE WHERE ARE YOU NOA ?, I'M STARTING TO CHOKE THE OCEANS RISING , POLAR CAPS GONE WE SEEM TO BE HEADED TO DARKNESS FROM DAWN FROM THE TIME OF CREATION , TO THE TIME OF THE END WE SIT AND WAIT FOR OUR SAVIOR TO DESCEND WHERE ARE YOU NOA ? HAVE YOU BUILT HIM A SHIP TO TO TAKE US TO A NEW CREATION AS THE OLD WORLD PASSES AND THE MEEK START TO SPEAK AND GIVE PRAISE TO OUR LORD OUR LORD ON HIGH NOW THAT WE KNOW THAT WE WILL NEVER DIE WHILE THE GREEDY AND THE LIAR BURN , FOREVER , IN THE FIRE !

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Stinking rotting pumpkins from hell BY JAMES ANDREWS
I laid in my bed. and so ever did too scared to answer the door. I heard screen. I looked out my window Frozen with fear. fearing the spirit of evil was near I heard scratches on the door and knocking on the wall, then Grant spelled to see a grotesque orange ball. It had a Sinister face. With teeth out of place and gave office, please. But couldn't escape that feeling of w****. So my shaking hands I pulled on the knob only to be startled by a huge orange mob a real back then sat down for herself after seeing those stinking lighting pumpkins from hell.
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Father Son Phone Call BY JAMES ANDREWS
Hi dad hi son , how are you feeling dad ? Well son,I’m not doing very well to be honest with you . Dad why, what is the matter , Well son , I have a problem and I don’t know how long I’ll be here with you .O dad , O dad what can I do ,what can I do,? Well son , you can’t do anything to help me but you can help America ,you can help this country son ,Do this for me son ,what dad what ?well uncle Sam is very very ill Son, what do you mean ? well he is no longer like he was when he was younger and had great ideas for this country.,The United States of America , what do you mean dad ,what can I do ? well you can do something for me and you can do something for yourself and all the people of America , what is that ?well son , you can you can help get rid of , Strike down the citizens United ruling that was made by the Supreme Court that allowed rich greedy people to buy America . Thats why you and all your young people around you need to get together to go against the citizens United ruling that allowed these these people to destroy America , the working class and democracy in this country son . What can I do for you ? You must get together with young people today and stand up against the government and the Supreme Court and make the changes necessary , please I don’t have much time to get please help son .dad ,dad oh dad I will dad I will , thank you son , I thank you .
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Christmas past BY JAMES ANDREWS
O, how I remember those Christmas past And how I wish I could have made them all last I remember the dreams of a boy ,those feelings of wonder , Feelings of joy Dad would come home with a box full of toys Then ask mom , where is our daughter and where are the boys Then take them to the bedroom To be wrapped and hidden from sight . Not to be opened until later that night Then Santa had arrived and we all ran to the tree, To open our presents For all there to see I got the skates I wanted , my sister a doll And my brother a train set That's one special Christmas that I will never forget Then mom said that the best present of all wasn't under the tree But in our hearts for all to see And on the breath of our lord He descended to earth To come into this world through sacred birth To a place where wise men pointed That special Soul That god anointed Our savior prayed for long time past Here to embrace us And show us love Then point the way to our home above!
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SOWED BY EVIL SEED BY JAMES ANDREWS
SOWED BY EVIL SEED HE GREW UP TO BE HATEFUL DOING EVIL DEED WITH A CAULDRON OF SERPENTS HE ROSE FROM HELL TO CHALLENGE OUR LORD WITH GUNS AND SWORD TRUTH IS NOW FAKE LIES DECIDE THE FUTURE OF MAN WHAT EVER HAPPENED TO THE SPIRIT OF LOVE MONEY RULES WHEN PUSH COMES SHOVE DO I GIVE UP MY DREAMS DEFEATED BY THE DARKNESS THAT HAUNTS MY SOUL IN MY WAKING STATE IN MY SLEEP I WANT A PLACE THAT I CAN KEEP MY HEART FILLED WITH LOVE NOW LOCKED AWAY I YEARN FOR THE DAYS I COULD PLAY NO WORRIES NO HURRIES WONDERING IF MY LIFE WILL BE FILLED WITH SORROW OR JOY I AM GOING TO MAKE A CHOICE I AM GOING TO RIGHT AND SNEER AT THE WRONG WHILE SINGING A SONG A SONG ABOUT LOVE A SONG ABOUT LIFE A SONG LIKE A STORY THAT ALWAYS ENDS WITH GOD'S GREAT GLORY!!!!!!!!!!!!
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WHERE ARE YOU MOMMY? BY JAMES ANDREWS
WHERE ARE YOU MOMMY ,I CRY EVERY DAY ,I MISS YOU SO MUCH ,I PRAY AND I PRAY WHERE ARE YOU MOMMY I NEED YOU NOW , THERE TAKING ME AWAY ,SOMEONE TOUCHED ME IN A VERY BAD WAY . WHERE ARE YOU MOMMY , I'AM SO SCARED I MISS YOU SO MUCH , THEY TELL ME I AM BETTER OFF ,BUT I WANT YOU BACK , THEY SAY THAT THE CHRISTIANS WILL HELP ME ,BUT ALL I SEE ,IS MONEY CHANGING HANDS . TO PLACE ME WITH ANOTHER . BUT ALL I WANT IS YOU MY MOTHER. ARE YOU IN A CAGE TO WHAT AM I TO DO ? AM I BEING SOLD ? OVER AND OVER THEY SAY DO WHAT YOUR TOLD .WHERE ARE YOU MOMMY? I AM STARTING TO BALL,I CAN'T STOP CRYING I FEEL LIKE I AM DIEING, I WISH I WAS BLIND ! SO I COULD NOT SEE WHAT THERE DOING TO ME THEY TOUCH ME IN PLACES WITH EVIL LOOKS ON THERE FACES!!! I WANT TO BE BACK IN YOUR ARMS JUST ONE MOMENT MORE, PLEASE MOMMY PLEASE , I AN NOW ON MY KNEES, THEY SAY I HAVE BEEN SOLD PLEASE FIND ME MOMMY ,BEFORE I GET OLD !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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SHACKLED BY JAMES ANDREWS
HE IS EVIL HE KNOWS HOW TO DRAW THE EVIL FROM YOUR HEART SO IT IS HIS HEART YOU SERVE ONE SHACKLED BY EVIL GIVEN THE POWER TO TAKE AND DECEIVE LIE AND RECEIVE YOUR SOUL HE IS HATRED HE WANTS YOU TO HATE THE LIGHT THAT HEALS THE INJURED SOUL HE WANTS YOU TO HATE OTHERS AS HE HATES GOD HE IS DARKNESS HE FEEDS OFF DARK ENERGY HE PLANTS SEEDS HOPING YOUR CHILDREN WILL REPEL THE LIGHT THAT IS RIGHT THAT THEY WILL NEED TO GUIDE THEM TO THE PROMISED LAND A PLACE OF LIGHT WHERE THEY WILL FEEL THE LOVE OF OUR LORD SHINING IN THERE HEART KNOWING THAT WHAT FEEL INSIDE WILL GUIDE THEM TO KNOW ETERNAL LOVE AND A LIFE FULL OF GRACE THAT WILL CAUSE THEM TO EMBRACE THE LOVE OF OUR LORD WHO WILL SLAY THE PRINCE OF DARKNESS WITH HIS SACRED SWORD !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Playing the Part by Jim Lesinski
As if a war with his body, he rolled out of bed, breath fast, teeth clenched, eyes like strobe lights gone dead. He staggered to the fridge, taking a fall from doing too much dope and alcohol. He wolfed down his dinner, poured down some perk and took a ride over to the East Side, where despair, dope, lack of hope, crack pipes stoke up, smoke rises like like so many burnt up dreams, leaving a residue of lives lived out in dives, where the hopeless cling and sing a song of despair, dead to feeling, once alive, now rare. Where children cry out for food and love ,only to be used and abused as mom stands over the the stove cookin' up dope while her old man is out making money for there next high by selling bad dope to some suburban guy, who later says ''I'll kill him and his whore '' as he drives back in to find more. He cruises into the city hoping the talk is true about there being a new dope house over on Fillmore ave, he turns the corner then flashes a smile at the sister who says, "Hey Mister , I can help you forget all your problems" He looked away, then pulled over down the street and sat waiting nervously in line for his turn to cop a few bags at a house looking like a fast food take out joint. He waits until the slowly moving patrol car clears the street, then a man appears and says '' i''ll bring you back your dope ,mon give me your money". He knew the house was run by a jamaican crew so he gave it up, then watched as the man ran down the sidewalk toward the door into the darkness to be seen no more. Now upset, he went into the dark hall and tried to pass his money through the hole in the door, but was told to go away, they don't serve whites at that house. Not caring if they're armed inside, he hollered out , ''what ,are you prejudiced man I'm no cop'' the dude inside shouted back ''OK mon, pass your money thru and get out of here. He then accepted the bags, while looking around in fear. He left, feeling apprehensive yet, happy to have found a new connection where killer dope was now available to him 24 hrs a day. He leaves thinking ''yea'' that's cool''as he he heads back home, still playing the part of a '' fool''.
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Resurrection Fern by Joel Lesses
Oak tied Knot, plastic Infant arm Around, needle Mother shot Into God, Too much Too long. Ascension into Realms meant For death, and Not this Body.  In those other Pastures, God Spoke, too long, Too, Truths, and Dimensions unseen By the eye, and Of sorrow Immeasurable.  Traveling between Realms (called Death or life) All are only One road, Leading me Back home.  Heavens guard Is sent Without Prejudice Eventually
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3/20/17 Sights Unseen by Nathanael William Stolte
The fog is too dense To see coyote But I can feel him close Coyote can speak every Language Even the language of Stone and jellyfish Coyote can shape-change And likes creation So Coyote could be next to you right now And you’ve no way of knowing Till it’s too late Coyote deals in confusion andTells the truth with a diamond tongue Sharp and precise Coyote has a hard-on For misdirection Coyote tells you what you want to hear And never lies So I’m pushing west to Buffalo On I-90 from Rochester with Panoptic hope in my rearview sights unseen The fog too thick To see if I’ve fallen in Love with another ghost Coyote knows how To break the curse I’ve cast on myself Problem is—I have nothing Coyote wants So I’ve nothing to barter I know it could be Different but Coyote’s Heard it all before Coyote laps up Deliberate misfortune Like milk or blood Coyote only deals in Blood, omens, and magic But blood is cheap
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1/29/17 Milk by Jim Pray
Raw cow's milkor pasteurized cow's milk or soy milk, what shall I drink ? Oh the decisions of life ! I was taught that I am supposed to know myself and be true to myself, but, that is easier said than done. There is supposed to be a reason for everything. My sister has cancer, What is the reason for this ? Thoreau says, "Simplify, Simplify." How am I supposed to simplify when the culture and a lot of people are trying to complicate my life ? All I can do is to keep plugging away at these challenges moment by moment !

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1/26/18 Gospel Oak by Joel Lesses
 
I.
knotted oak
black gnarled barren
death whistling through
autumns left behind
one river through
one mountain
tells time
counts suffering
these watch gears
river and mountain
beat from one
moon heart
beaten
moon heart
my beaten moon
my beaten
heart.
II.
can’t find my own
kitchen
to cook in
can’t crack the egg
or fry and feed it
to the hungry ghosts.
III.
sings a robin
spring
can’t find the river branch
she sits on
just crows overhead
track the footprints
i left backing away from
my river-child.
IV.
sitting on the moon
now
i see the river
clear as the slow horizon curve
into music
song
and
dance.
V.
troubles lost
no river
to find
no good
no evil.
VI.
back down
the moon mountain
i tear bread from
the heart
feed each
dove i greet
VII.
old oak
spring eternal
blossoms green
candy and sweets
whistles the
autumn song.
VIII.
mountain trail
climb slowly
sun and moon are one.
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1/6/17 Expletive Deleted by James Andrews

The clock will tic,
We will wonder,
What have we done,
Have we won?
Will the new Trumpwellion world be hurled into the Abiss
where  we buy tinfoil hats
sold by fat cats
promising  protection
from the election
of the billionaire class,
That have been waiting to shove it
right up
our expletive deleted 
because democracy
has been defeated!
Has the corporate  world won?
Should i buy a gun? 
to protect my
expletive deleted
or should i get a job fracking gas
while they stick our ecology right up our
expletive deleted .
Either way
I have the feeling
we are about to pay to play
in the new Trumpwellion world.
So to to some it up:
Those of you that voted for the
corporate coup
and the orange hair liar, 
You will soon  know why
the world is on Fire.
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