RaskinBlog
Autistic American Poet and Writer based in Pittsburgh, PA.
WRITTEN BY RASKIN BLOG
Home of "Wideline The Educator" and "Miss Erin Private Investigator"
Writer's Portfolio of David Raskin/Raskin Blog
Three Main Poems. Commercials, Non Fictional Bios, Slogans/Phrases
Plus Links to my other poems.
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April 2019
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Love, Romance, Thriller, about 2 minorities in Pittsburgh from completely different backgrounds
March 2019
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Action, Comedy, Thriller, with David as the narrator.
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Wideline: is basically a love story between two individuals from completely different backgrounds.
Miss Erin P.I.: is an "Action/Comedy/Thriller" about a Private Investigator of course.
Nikka, Mo, Shay And Jennae/Edge City: is a modern take on maggie, milly, molly, and may by E.E. Cummings
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THREE MAIN POEMS
NON-FICTION/BIO
These rhyming biographical pieces are based off of my love for non-fiction within the genre
of History and current events (which is part of history)
"Vashti Flies" is my homage to high jumper Vashti Cunningham which might help her out in the future
"Casimir Pulaski" is my homage to The United State's "Father of American Calvary"
"Joseph Lamb!" is my homage to the ragtime composer great
April 2022
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"Vashti flies you guys. She runs and leaps up high towards the sky"
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"Over the bar-pole she completes her high jump goal"
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"Vashti flies you guys, I've seen her, with my own two eyes winning a prize"
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Vashti Cunningham
National Champion
Olympian
High Jumper
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February 2022
Father of American Calvary
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Saved George Washington from a British Calvary Charge
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Fought on 2 continents for Independence
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Died in battle in 1779 in what became the United States
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Pulaski County; Pulaski Day
February 2022
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"Joseph Lamb's hands rhymed like "he's the man" making us dance was part of his plan"
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1 of the big three ragtime composers.
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12 known compositions published during his lifetime. (20+ unpublished)
COMMERCIALS
These poems promote businesses and are more comedic. These poems too have lyrical and rhyme schemes similar
to rap lyrics within the music industry.
He's a little Meatier/Meteor can be a commercial for a sandwich making establishment of any sort.
Chicken Legged Guitar is not only an inspirational piece about following your dreams it can also serve as
an advertisement for a startup guitar making business. Benny Fierro's is my commercial that I wrote about Benny Fierro's Pizza on Pittsburgh's South Side.
SLOGANS/PHRASES
These are among my shortest poems. They are also Slogans which can be used in a variety of certain settings such as political rallies or a familiar phrase with a company.
RACE HAS NO BASE RHYME
June 2021
Gosh Darn Freakin, Race has no base scientifically speakin. All of us clowns were brown when we were all streaking
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100,000 years ago we walked with a saving humanity flow Oh how we glowed in Africa
Short one used to describe how every homosapien comes from Africa. (Our Motherland)
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Rhyme Scheme: ABBACCADDDD
TRUMP AND PENCE/ JACK AND JILL
June 2020
Trump and Pence climbed up capital hill with dreams of becoming a marytr. But then George fell down and broke Trumps crown
Trump and Pence came tumbling after
Black Lives Matter
This Rhyme can easily be put onto a picket sign at a Black Lives Matter gathering.
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The Original Youtube video link is below.
BURGER LAND'S MCDAN
June 2020
It's funny. A fellow with money, means nothing honey. I Don't Mean to let you down or bring frowns. Burgerland's McDan got hellabands, and the man is still an unsound clown around our town.
This Rhyme can easily be interpreted
on TikTok.
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Burgerland's McDan is equivalent
to Ronald Mcdonald
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ONE INCOMPLETE POEM
Below Is my main incomplete poem. Just Like "Wideline" and "Miss Erin P.I." these poems include rhyme schemes similar to rap lyrics within the greater music industry
Lake Tana The Brave describes an up and coming business leader
https://www.raskinblog.org/laketanathebrave
(let us complete this poem together) (Copyright 2021)
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In a town called hype, I first saw you by dawn’s early renewed light, You’re personhood was shining cleverly bright, no other souls were in sight, next to the mightful, delightful!, mac and cheese bites, and the american food cooked so right; you asked "if my experience was alright?" I couldn’t speak up to you with all of my “Yinzy” “Brown boy” might, but I tried to speak to you in a comfort zone so deaf, numb, so tight, with your eyebrows positioned at me with a fearful/judgeful-”yes-what-the-fuck” fright.
I then saw you in Bentonville’s parking lot, when it was 10 o'clock, Thy skin was flaming/hardened/spiked like Venus’s natural e. D flaming rocks, You were warlike-kamikaze-bright Swimming towards, the “Giant Blue Box”, with resistance/existence as strong as a feudal France’s ox, and It was J Dassin who was hunting down our 4 ears like a hawk, And the 6 voices of your hazardous-brown-eyes onto me were on lock. Your jaw dropped. The great parking lot was hot. God Damn sis how you looked shocked.
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“Many a days You have lingered around my cabin door, Oh hard times come again no more”
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(Point's up towards the sky)
Stephen Foster
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Bill Withers <3
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