Long Bargained Poems

"The Swoon Hypothesis" - Part 2



Arimathea stands next to you and I on the deck, soon we are back in Nazareth, you press into my palm, 
“A very rare Dubunni coin” you say - on...

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How I Got Richer and What I Did Next



I struck a sly deal with some Wall Street investors.
I shorted 'em stocks that didn't exist!
But they got me back (those post-empty-nesters)
by making fake deals I couldn't...

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I met with some bankers in fine textured suits.
I struck a deal quick. (I had such a knack.)
I offered rare cacti and tropical fruits – 
a cure-all for things that ail your back.

I served 'em...

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(His Version of The Sadist and The Masochist)

Oh, a masochist what a fitting partner or should I say plaything for a sadist, but by bringing you into this world I knew that a part of...

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Date  October 2040

The children were in the dining 
Room and having a meeting of
Their own. Amadeus spoke 
"We need to be honest with 
Ma Auntiema and Dad and tell
Them when we don't like 
Something...

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Step right up, buy your ticket, wait in anticipation to see the show, the one beneath the tent that holds all the dreams I never wanted to be exposed
But now it’s time, I must share...

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Contemplating on a previous conversation with Job and his wife,
I drew a breath of relief, remembering my humbling purpose
Sin was imminent on my brow, though I was beyond its impetuosity
Suffering dines with long-lived perspective, sharpening...

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We’re in Paris, staying with my Grandmère (Grandmother) for a few days around Mother’s day.
Peter (my bf) is getting to know my Grandmère. They’ve started to relax and enjoy each other. This time, when they...

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Mighty White the US!

How ‘white’ whites are who worship Sun and think a tan line’s fine
though folks whose skin is darker tone won’t see a valentine!
Let’s say proof’s real, fear’s justified, and poverty breeds crime,
but...

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Filed under: Kids say and do the darnedest things


Little Man was a most curious child
Strange sounds in the night fascinated him
He would lay awake,
when he shoulda been asleep
And in the dark, those odd sounds
	would occasionally...

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My sweet boy was the  f i r s t  and the  l a s t,
           the one who quickly made me...

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You bite that apple!
Give it a go, put on a show
There is no shame
You said shame is a sham
And clams are happy
Do they hop or skip?
Tripping along the seafloor
Playing hopscotch
Eating numbers like cookies
Chips Ahoy!
Sleeve after...

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IT, Revisited
BEHOLD, this perilous journey, tis a whimsical tale of woe, that is delightfully bespoken, for welcomed ears to bestow, as a clown be found awakening, his oversized feet abound, his frizzy hair stabbed outwardly,...

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“50 Words for Poe: Azrael”



What alchemy to lure Azrael
who hidden until now
keeps his vigil 
in the still sound of 
the shattering silence 
of falling leaves
under the elms in the 
hollows of 
Hanging Hill 
with the...

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When Dragon communed with nature, all the pigeons came home with him.
And from our daily feeding of wild birdseed, they decided to take their fill.
Unfortunately, they did discover, they liked it, a little bit, way...

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The Cross-dressing of Joan d`Arc

Cross-dressing of Joan was perhaps heavily based,
On the bible’s principle in Deuteronomy 22:5 and viewed 
as a Rebellion against God. 
Tis not the putting on of a pair of pants or...

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Unwelcome visitor

Unwelcome visitor
Why are you so fond of visiting?
Without invitation
At the zenith of celebration
Where everyone are in jubilation
You appear from nowhere and 
Disrupt the joyful occasion in the heart of men
You left them stranded and...

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From time to time, people ask me
About my education.
Only then, I remember
I have no degrees or diplomas.
I attended no university either.
I hated textbooks and exams.
I still do.
That's bad education, they say.

But they don't know
I was...

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the waning moonlight thinly enveloped 	
the dusky canvas obscurely sprawling
across the way from the window I looked,
I knew a park was there with slides and swing	
but for the moment dark revealed nothing,
for the moment I...

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I am fearful and full of dread,
As I lay here on our marriage bed,

We have had yet another fight, 
And as yet it is our end of the night.

He says he wants to show me...

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Her eyes open to a sunrise that fades in shades bright from its early black
Another day with the weight of the world on her shoulders and a void at her back
But she gets up and...

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Tina-Louise dashed into a tattoo parlor   
And asked for some ink in the shape of a flower.       
Much below the knees so my mom doesn’t holler;
Would you...

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"Why keep fighting to breathe to live?"
Young girl ask the old man.
He been laying on this bed for five years now
each dawn he get more frail
smaller
the pain intensifies...
But his eyes remains as clear as the...

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Who would have thought that scarlet thread would save you, 
hung from your window ledge close by our harlot bed. 

You own that Inn, built into Jericho’s thick and stone built wall.
Who would have thought...

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Too, the wives of shearers, drovers and the teamsters of the day 
fought the months of isolation while their husbands were away. 
Still they kept the home-fires burning and would do the many chores, 
just...

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