Long Accelerator Poems

Unidentified extraterrestrial(s) willingly abducted me

As a divergence 
from the apocalyptical, dialectical, 
geomorphological, judgmatical, 
metaphorical, philosophical...,
I share an out of this 
(webbed wide) world,
light hearted anecdote 
ye may find far fetched.

Believe me you,
an unspecified number of...

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Unidentified flying object abducted yours truly,... 

a willing experimental subject 
to escape untenable married life.

Upon falling into a deep slumber, 
the following subconscious 
somnambulant scenario arose 
allowing, enabling, and providing 
temporary alleviation from 
outa harried...

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Within my quasi moat toad lily padded immediate environs

Meaning the corporeal complex edifice
housing these lovely bones, 
where linkedin logorrhea ably
strives to break out 
in meaningless song 
yobble hum hum diddle dee dee
and dance courtesy 
an...

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Mine slovenly unkempt appearance spelled embarrassment

spurred by most recent therapy session 
with Renee Cardone
whereby thematic thread
stitched how yours truly sewed
coping modus operandi,
viz avoiding emotionally volatile situations
courtesy mine trademark signature reactions 
rather than be in compliance...

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Manchester United 1958-Part 1 of 3
by Robert (Bob) Moore © 2015

I remember the 6th February, in 1958, 
the day before my 16 birthday, everything was great
I was working at the CIS, an Insurance mob in...

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The day has come, weeks and countless dollars invested in this moment.
All preparations have been made.
A myriad of nuts and bolts, inspected, tightened to torque.
Fluids fresh, topped to level, tire pressure lowered... maximum traction.
In rank...

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Though the starry eyed corona sporting sun dance 
cosmic phenomena (stealthily slated to describe mid expanse
night during broad daylight), this astronomical event common at a glance. 

Said Hal lens neigh saying Trojan Horse 
 ...

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A frown 'pon his face_ bills, bills, 
                           ...

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Spilling some ink as quick as ya eye's blink,
These freestyle writings are the missing link,                    ...

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There are times when the demon in us stealthily it appears...
How else I get to explain why I did what I did when life is so dear...

How can I explain away my flaunting of a...

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No rhyme nor reason why
yours truly recalled how
me late mother
(earlier in her fitbit livingsocial years)
non verbally communicated disgust
(insync with audible sigh)
quite often ultimatums
blasting fulminating nauseating
scathing well nigh
she loosed loathing against
grungy looking son (guess who)

futilely escaped...

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		 Hobble Hobble Hobble0
      Written for Cedarville Librarian Julie.

Absolutely no pressure on that knee for 6 weeks.
They gave me crutches 
Hobble, hobble, hobble. to the door.
Husband waiting for me, 
luckily.
I...

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Have you ever gone out to the garage, slid behind the wheel of that Bowtie, twisted the key and lit off that big Rat …
Rolled out to the middle of the culdesac, two clicks down...

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I am the Project Air Bridge, 
The veritable virus lord-cum-felon of duty fraud.
Fumaye's privileged his bridge that projects pompous airs.
Maelstrom, mammon coextend where it forks and fares.
Transpontine ambulances shriek, hearses creak;
Cispontine pandemia profiteerings peak. 
Lip...

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As the fog thickens like soup,
    Driving down this old country highway in this old worn out old coupe.
Trying to make up lost time has got my old nerves tied up in...

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'Twas the month before Christmas
When inside the house
The housewife was quiet
There's no sound, not even a grouse

When all of a sudden
There arose such a clatter
Even the Chihuahua came running 
With tail tucked and in a...

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An unexpected burst of energy
helped fashion a second poem he
ving up from deep within the key
per of Matthew Scott's ideas - nee
i.e. unexpectedly manifesting que
cull lee coalescing, buta not three
endeavors crafted since quota we
kind to...

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This is perhaps the most powerful day, 
early spring giving way to the main course, 
the trees hastily bursting their buds, 
blooming in reds, oranges and yellows - 
the reflection of the opposite season, 
now...

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Poems from the heart I encounter with a eureka delight
Offering me vicarious reality insights ubiquitous in the global poetry site
Exposing myriad experiences – personal or spectacular in passion’s might 
Taking my empathy prowess to the...

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stories that hurt
heal the soul
if your heart can listen
to a sky full of scribbles
stretched o'er a
sketchy road

you know I
never wanted a cancer story
but now I
know it's easier
to fight the kiss of death
than what eats my...

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Bill was barely out of the car when Brick pushed the 
accelerator to the wood and screeched around the 
corner into an ally hitting several trash cans as he did,
He also heard the distinctive sound...

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Our words are a heavy foot on the accelerator;

memories that just won’t let up

Pressing,

and            

         ...

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He sidles up next to you,
so stealthily
It’s like he appeared out of thin air
Then breathlessly,
he gives you a Jimmy Stewart howdy do,
and starts air guitaring in his chair
Just when you were on the verge of
hitting...

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7/10/17


I'm going to still be a trailblazer

Going beyond all the acres
And glaciers

Above and below any crater 

Similarities and differences on both sides of the equator

Events turning out minor and major

Waters with and without crocodiles or...

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Pride is a motivator,  a stimulator of scarlet soul
an accelerator to the next glorious goal
generator of newcoming awakening
cultivator out cunning the unkind
cutting away all the doubts and flouts, leaving the babel and rabble behind,...

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