Long Bemoans Poems

The Pied Piper from New York City – Part One

Dare his name be said?
I say, of course, Yes! 

The Pied Piper, himself, is the man, the myth, the legend.
And they, the so-called incurious lot of...

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He just appeared to me, like wispily curling 
Chimney smoke, 
One grim and early morning in the very midst of 
Decembers briefest days, on the highest slope,
Toiling through my daily round; where, slowly 
Driving up...

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Re: viewing the emotionally prosperous papa razz zee life I did not live

The following poetic account 
written more'n a dozen 
dirty dancing decades ago, 
while I (a socially 
withdrawn Homo Sapiens) 
one indigent Yahoo 
groveled...

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Ruing the emotionally prosperous papa razz zee life I did not live

The following poetic account 
written more'n a dozen dirty dancing decades ago, 
while I (a socially withdrawn Homo Sapiens) 
groveled along (on a secret...

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My heart went on a roam to explore 
A place far away across the fence bar.
To seize the moment of an open door
Adventure felt free when traveling far.

With turmoil war, work inspired the mind,
There to...

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Arduous agonizing affliction
doth unrelentingly assail...
aghast to exhale lest...lose
desperate clinging clutch
held by bloodied cracked fingernail
phantasmagoric tendrils constrict

stoppering me to whisper or wail
yawning abyss menacingly beseeches
hmm...release could immediately curtail
cumulative (lifetime's worth) travail
freefalling, pirouetting unnervingly,
unstoppably, unwaveringly... zipping

into infinite...

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Every friggin day
mother hen runs amuck,
while all chicken's
beady eyes appear awestruck
drawing particular
agitation, irritation, perturbation...

of Punxsutawney (Doctor) Phil
(well grounded) woodchuck,
the latter glaring at henpecked
yours truly rifled
tail feathered rooster,
whether communicating 

nonverbal sympathy
towards me, a garden variety
Gallus gallus...

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Prune juice as effective emetic

Brainstorming yields casting 
the following plumbline 
netting genetic, italic, kinetic, 
magnetic, opportunistic, quixotic,
synchronistic, and universalistic result.

Ofttimes I experience constipation bout,
and thus the missus pours me a class
of natural laxative with clout
nursing...

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In the kingdom of forgetfulness you've left me, dear friends of old,
But in my soul I bear no grudge, just an undying flame, bold,
You've planted in me the seed of longing, in the endless wasteland,
Through...

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Diminishing virtues stripped away
From the flesh
By the fierce brined rods that freely 
Course thy hot crimson blood; 
Dry cracked lips attempting to
Fashion broken words of compliance
That so must needs to be spoken...
But...Ohhh, Meretrix...
My foolish and...

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When tons of doom filled nights fall on your head,
hot embers glow and fires burn unabated,
you recall her last breath and wish you were dead.
In a poem's sad lines you've been castrated.
From the heavens a...

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Mystery of a life born from another,
cry of the baby and death of the mother,
amidst war, military tent in the wild,
during the royal birth of her fourteenth child.
little pink princess wailed for maternal milk,
blue and...

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There is a PLACE where my story began that became most difficult
to understand and left a bitter TASTE, an ugly TRACE that was hard to ERASE. Most of its people were loving, but it was...

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THE CHILD SYNDROME

Our failures are victory laurels,
They are the miracles we survived.
Our survival is our success.
The survival of the man from the child.
No one wins but the adversary of men's soul.
The child within will win...

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“Query”
from a word miner non-trumpeting
Beatle browed quarry man.

One emailing digital commoner bemoans assiduous, 
zealously yearning xing worthy values undergirding 
the storied renown quintessential peaceable operation 
nations marvel lately kindling justice,
institutionalizing hope, gentility, freedom, equality. 

Dummkopf...

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She was lovely, a beautiful kind soul, giving, loving, generous, but also apologetic for being alive.
Her light gray eyes danced and pranced, and her laugh was hearty when you got to know her.
Lots of people...

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DAMN

I`m damned if I do,
And damned if I don`t,
In questions of will,
And questions of won`t.

Each time I try,
To converse with him,
He misunderstands,
And patience wears thin.

Although I agree,
With his views on most things,
He questions my feelings,
Because...

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Winning the Lottery

Yes, I dream of winning the Lottery,
Hitting the jackpot on a Saturday night.
Oh, it’s so wonderful to imagine,
So, I cross my fingers and hold them tight.

Our George bemoans his bad luck,
All these years,...

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Time
Nothingness in it belies
A continuum, uncanny
In all lives it defines
Love, hate, rage and litany

A motion on its own
Sweeping, inescapable
A yardstick mankind bemoans
Perpetual journey, irreversible

It’s life’s anathema
Yet it counts life
It’s a thing of enigma
That heaven had...

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'Thar she blows!' the cry goes up
a breaching whale is seen
The longboat's manned and low'red
the lookout's eyes were keen

The hunt begins, the whalers chant
the oarsmen strain and pull
The whaling ship won't turn for port
'til her...

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The silence stream cascades in the alien alley,
sonata of stillness resonates in the concrete,
dances with the music of the barrel organ,
his weathered calloused fingers produce.

The nostalgic notes play a melancholic melody,
echo the tune of the...

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In the paper, on the news, each day there is another
Article relating to another fallen brother
Each eulogized for what they did and how they were so brave
A nation mourns their youthful death, salutes fired at...

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His home is beneath the theater stage 
Disfigured, he remains within his cage
Listening to melodies played onstage
Fills him with loneliness, not rage

Once a fine actor, the Phantom awaits midnight
To sing alone, so fear he won’t...

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sinews reverberate with power of the strike,
as the chisel cuts into the rock on hillside,  
his face glistens in sweaty heat of summer light,
lost in the passion of his work no shade to hide!

with...

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Essence melancholic bemoans, echoing soul’s doleful cry
When clamors of unrequited love, earnestly amplify,
Bruised yearnings of deep desires, as lovelorn heart sighs,
For the longings of shattered passions, tearing her eyes.

Deep feelings of emptiness, no longer can...

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