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A Field Day For Mother Goose
Hey diddle diddle the cat and the fiddle
   when off to see a crooked man and woman
whilst cowards jumped over moo ving little
   pair of mismatched muggles, 
   who both walked from scan
din navy yah, where dog goniff imps...

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Categories: in dishabille, adventure, change, confusion, faith,
Form:
Dialect Tickle Matt Arial Hiz Im
Courtesy of Marx (albeit Zeppo, Harpo, Groucho, and Chico) 
whose acts brought generations of laughter to Vaudeville and 
then the Silver Screen adlibbed, linkedin, and ransacked skits 
zoid material Bing very loosely based on writings of Karl Marx 
(No relation) and Friedrich Engels. They whar...

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Categories: in dishabille, adventure, celebrity, class, day,
Form: Free verse
A Trite Nihilistic Occasion - Part One
This doodling Yankee (boot noah dandy) 
doth newt lack chutzpah, 
tries to finagle Fitbit fitting figurative footwear, 
that ideally Fitzhugh 
like custom made glove snugly, 
terrifically, unequivocally matching, 
thence handily solving Finger hut issue, 
when or if arctic blasts cold 
doggedly enveloped Gaea, 

whence ...

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Categories: in dishabille, deep, earth, fantasy, goodbye,
Form:

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Brownian Movement Writ Large
Akin to daffodils got to puff the magic dragon GoDaddy seed achieve
visibly absent pride and prejudice where aggrieve
ment unseen, as careening human bits believe
where forebears of Adam and the ants sandy dunes cleave
species pollination, yet devoid of any sense nor sensibility that deceive
themselves philanthropic buttressed...

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Categories: in dishabille, adventure, age, allusion, conflict,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Just In Case You Wondered
Just in case you wondered...

Yours truly, (i.e. I) quickly
became hypnagogic afore
subsequently segueing soundly
into autohypnosis booklore,
while binge reading courtesy

regarding aptitude chore
treasure trove books galore
five dollars as many
paginated fictitious stories ('bout deplore
hubble basket cases) fit into authorized bag
infernal challenge sifting evermore

alum skid more or less
bending and reaching...

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Categories: in dishabille, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Free verse
Schnorrer of Schwenksville
I imagine little house on the prairie
(bordering Lake Woebegone),
a place to hang cloak
most bucolic, edenic, idyllic...
apropos place for this poetic cowpoke,

who at present day trumpets
himself as token panhandler
of Perkiomen Valley, a
genteel, gentile, and gentle
Semite with friendly okie doke

demeanor easily mistaken
for dishabille and disheveled drunk,
nonetheless harmlessness,...

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Categories: in dishabille, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Ballad



Ban Assault Weapons In 2017 - Part1
The ammunition greased casings pepper skull and cross lovely bones, 
   lightening speedily deals mortal blow persons unaware,
   the final minutes/seconds of lives leased
shorn of existence, and akin to sheared sheep, this case 
targeted ambushed ewe mon souls permanently fleeced
instantaneously cut...

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Categories: in dishabille, anger, angst, anxiety, bereavement,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Premium Member Melody of Memory
The wheel of time churns the disowned dust,
settling on the desolate shore of deranged life,
in the tidal moments of dispersed perturbation
truth oscillates beyond clutch in chasm of chaos. 

Within the destined flux of dismantling disorder
everything succumbs to change except change,
where the alchemy of accosted metamorphosis
creates...

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Categories: in dishabille, analogy, depression, life, memory,
Form: Free verse
Ode To An Oklahoma Locksmith
Nationwide Insurance twas on my side yay
cuz, earlier this July forth
     two thousand eighteen ja way
windows closed, doors locked, and

     car keys visibly splayed
     on driver seat oye vay
feel free to call me...

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Categories: in dishabille, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Premium Member Disarray
The wheel of time churns the entropy dust,
settles on the stable shelf of disorganized life.
In moments of dispersed perturbation
truth oscillates beyond grasp on ripples of chaos. 

In the ordained flux of disorder
everything ruffles to change except change.
The alchemy of metamorphosis
unveils the real façade of transformation.

In...

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Categories: in dishabille, analogy, confusion, emotions, happiness,
Form: Free verse
Thou Droning Whoreson Baggage
Thy wart-encrusted maw compellingly
constitutes a convalescant contrast
of pulchritude, most evident in earnest
and effervescent cockcrow light,
 
a visage matched by the craven beige
mundanity of oneself's soiled linens
which thou art so unpleasingly 
plastered against, decumbent
and dishabille
 
the illusion of chivalry
persists into mid-morning, slightly
ante-bruncheon, climaxing
with a most unpunctilious...

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Categories: in dishabille, anger,
Form: Free verse
Matty Mattel Doll Circa Mcmlxv
(alternately titled: idolizing childhood's end
today April 25th, 2021
generates elusive warm treasured memories).

Akin to significance my eldest sister
felt toward her “Willies” –
(totally tubular fuzzy bendable contrivances
analogous to an outsize pipe cleaner)
until she became a tweener
my Matty Mattel Doll (circa mid 1960's) 
meant the webbed wide world...

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Categories: in dishabille, 1st grade, age, best
Form: Rhyme
Chief Egalitarian Garbage Taster Ie White Trash
Chief egalitarian garbage taster i.e. “white trash”

As Halloween costume, 
one year during early grade school, 
my father got brilliant idea 
for sole son dressed
uniquely rubbish qua 
putrid offal getup. 

Missus Shaner (talon clawed, 
shriveled relic archaeopteryx dinosaur, 
who taught fifth grade) gave 
me first prize,...

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Categories: in dishabille, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
Brownian Motion Writ Large
Brownian motion writ large...
within small medium 
as light brainstorm doth 
hail forth the following poem.

Across the realm of gray matter
slowly percolating within tissue
composed of neuronal, glial 
and endothelial cells, and although 
there must be biological rules 
that determine the numbers 
of cells of each subtype...

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Categories: in dishabille, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member A State of Apathy
The wheel of time churns the disarray dust,
settling on the unstable shelf of the disordered life.
In the maiming moments of painful perturbation,
truth crumbles in the cauldron of disorientation chaos. 

Under the scorching blaze of the sun of craving,
the desiccated life suffering parched and forsaken,
searches for...

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Categories: in dishabille, analogy, desire, life, moving
Form: Free verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things