Long Bantered Poems

I believed that I was rural … that I lived in country style,
where the city was close handy … that big distance was a mile.
Trains and buses ferried daily; a freeway ran close by …
comforts...

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These two old geezers have definitely worn out their welcome with Betty-Joe -


“NO, IT DOESN’T!” 
“YES, IT DOES!” 
“NO, IT DOESN’T!” 
“YES, IT DOES!”       The two old geezers argued...

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“Are there many Fairy Folk other than the elves?”  Joulupukki queried.
     “Not so many as before the humans took control of the world.  The ones left behind in Erin...

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How many times does it take,
    Before death isn't seen?
Where this wave of rampant shootings,
    Will open minds that can convene.

This basic legal premise, has
    Evolved...

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Write !


Some madness banter of insanity
is pulling at my thoughts
spilling effulgent
in giant verbs and huge marching nouns
collecting snippets as it walks
stomping on flowers
and mushing liquid the paints of images
swirls captivated
with great toed boots

I can hear...

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Please help me forget
The stubborn nostalgia of a long'-gone ardor
What magical pill have me to get-
To ease up this cussed disorder?

Our sweet long-gone ardor of the days
Was as sweet as perfume of roses
And as enjoyable...

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Punxsutawney Phil Speaks

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Yea, victors jest. They out-sped the cast of hunger’s cave.
Their cantors, ragged kept, did reach an faithful end.
They in the din o’ drizzle laugh, licking cool drams from stone,
as had they crawled o’er hot pools...

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According to a 1975 article published in Winnipeg Press, those 3 stones, found in Eastern Townships of Quebec, serve as evidence that Phoenicians embarked on a treacherous sail across the Atlantic, reaching North America well...

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How can I tell them she's not one of us?
we all came together
we all share a trust
the storm rages wildly just outside the door
if they put her out she can't live anymore
   she...

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Sometimes I long to tell stories in more than songs
I want to peel banana soft gold against the teeth
Past the green stain of memories and patience sweet
I want to write histories of dreams lost in...

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recklessly chaotic surrender
 midway untrained assimilating
thought patterns struck by twilit
    idiosyncratic contractions'
 irrational heart dotted i's 
   of contradictory falsities, 

pushing past buttoned loops
 orchestrating emotional surges
  coasting sideways...

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( A sequel to my poem “The Lady of Whitelace Castle” )


Are ye, my lady, an apparition
or perchance a fair servant frail?
The ruddiness of pinks 
touching neither your cheeks
as you wander about so pale

My lips...

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I am going to admit right up front
I am not a believer in this “New World Order”
In my opinion, it is a conspiracy theory,
Devised by those who are eager to confront,
Of it, frankly, I am...

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I've been watching these two groups lately,
Left and right & all those between.
Where resolutions appear adrift or absent,
And legislation became downright mean.

The battling and the bickering, seems to be
Creating fear all along to blame.
While moderation...

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Sean and Bella
By Franklin Price
11/20/2015

Was  on eleven/twenty
When Sean and Bella came to town
Had traveled for six hundred miles
Since nineteen's sun had gone down

They rolled into the back yard
As the clock was striking five
Were ...

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Humble thyself for thou shall be exalted, 
Be gentle to your fans,  for your domain needs audience,
bragging is not the way to stardom, 
be humble, gentle and inaudible..
I know many who bantered the crowd...

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My world on a piece of paper
Drawn and felt under the Moon's vesper
Simple life I rended
Under a tree I shredded

Early in life I staggered
Held only a pencil and a paper
Walking with shoes of a cobbler
Trudging...

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There are five stages of grief my Shrink told me.
I did them out of order, thanks to my chronic ADD. 

Denial was suppose to be the first stage,
but Bargaining is what I did. 
I bantered...

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Here I am watching modern-day gladiators,
    As they compete and look to win.
While various opinions are bantered about,
    As to who might be the greatest, by comparison.

This subjective search...

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Who In Middle May Part

If of my love this might be mere token
Why have so many rules been broken
And if about you I don't give a dam
Those are the ones who I usually slam.

What can...

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Their elan and their eclat only made my ennui bloom
It made me long, made me yearn for the womb or tomb

When given carte blanche by the dilettante masses
I found my creative spirit to be lacking...

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It is the eve of November
  fall harvests gathered and stored away
All Hallows eve
  and the gray black wisps of clouds
  stretch across a brilliant white setting sun.
EEiry images trace faint spewed...

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