Long Bilge Poems

"The Payload" 

The payload 
came crashing down
like rain expelled
from the fat belly 
of a ruinous pregnant cloud 
bilious with buxom promise

it came crashing down 
like school fish released 
from the tight confines
of a course rope...

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Come post presidential election 2024... 

heil to the Wharton chief firebrand -
more worrisome than an ovarian cyst
every race, religion, nationality, 
gender, creed, et cetera with impunity dissed
brigand able, eager, ready and willing
to punch contenders throwing...

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Thump-thump of stiffening fish contorting
   In the bilge beneath the gunwale; 
 Lidless, bulging, reddened eyes, swivelling upwards, 
Protruding horribly from the straining sockets,
    Express stupefied amazement at inconceivable 
...

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SOLUTIONIST:

Drenched soul placed on a bench,
Avengers revenging not ready to repent;
Edge of grudges they always entrench,
Dreading of fate, that's what they depend.
Trends and hypes risen from their wrench;
Pitching and hitching bit of all been said,
Mashed...

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I’m taking control of this physical presence of mine, this breaking ship;
pulling it down forcefully to the bottom of this god forsaken sea,
allowing it to be destroyed by nature once and for all.
I’m restoring it,
piece...

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agonizingly dutifully didst wait
to distract anticipatory anxiety,
(analogous to an expectant father)
while protracted procedure promised
nothing short of a millennium

whereby echoing thru the corridors of time
olly olly gluten free ranging NON GMO, oxen
oiled lubricated cloven hoof
nsync cup...

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I hear their idle chatter and wish that sound was optional.
A box checked in a menu, a simple click and forget.

The rapid dilation of my pupils brings me back.
Back to hypnotic aisles of temptation and...

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Twere a   blisterin day, on da Fundy Bay, aboard da ‘ Black Angel of da Blue”, 
with a crew of 32, whilst resting a spell, wid a thunderin clap of grog ,
when da...

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I have long loved sailing ships, and stories and movies about them. I have even spent a few months designing and making a couple of models to erect inside bottles. Fascinated with the subject, I...

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Tennyson's Revenge

Unknown bumbling stumbling reading,
Of an old poem, its story older stored,
About the 'Revenge' of English men
Who died keeping Spain from our shores.

Sir Richards blazing stand, one I never knew,
The gallant English David, standing despite...

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sam i yam not, 
     nor will this 'lo bot go away
cuz, every coordinate in cyber space allows, 
     enables and provides 
    ...

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Tim looked at the strong box crafted in oaken wood saplings and reason

Inside a map of his world he had travelled with dreams gusto and passion

Far away seas crested in a whirl wind of passage...

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I want to talk of days of old
and a story that was never told
and I will tell you this story is true
and here it is without further adue

many trips I moved green bales from the...

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a distant flickering
like looking through curtains
to see the flame of a candle

I could hear her
a woman’s voice rising and falling with passion
in a harmonious round with the falling rain
the pitter pats and scat calling out...

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Golden brown
and wafting
in the air,
mingling
with the
dust, flecks
of nothing
clinging to
the wanton
parallel 
streams that
dripped from
my nostrils,
burgundy and
thick
from a fleshly
gravy boat.
 
I was walking
around on the
base of my eyeball,
trying to see what 
it would feel like.
I didn't feel
anything,...

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To the North, South, East, and West...

Geniuses are lost in the jaunty jewels of rakish cads,

The hazard morsel palaver allot odium on idioms...

Rankle virulent mishmash wheeze addle chagrin jives,

Loosing a volley of expletives ordure waft...

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Subconcious streams flitter through my silty porthole
Ebb and flow through my consciences' filtering scroll
Clogging the interstices and my formative, fragile mind doth control
Perceptions of self flood my sensory console 
Pent-up desires breach mind's, shallow levee and...

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I was born in a landlocked getaway town
Where all the colors were black, gray, or brown.
Jobs at the steel mill were ratcheting down.
It was not in my future to stay.

So, I took a long walk...

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And you will know me by the trail of dead,
the whistle of wind in cutthroat pipes,
the jolly japes and spring heeled capers
in the sepia pulp of the Sunday papers
and in all the Jack Tar bilge...

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Feelings of despair dredged from the murky dephths of my past
Hoisted through my corroded conscience's porthole
Reconnoitering barge of restitution pushes despondent thoughts through my inner being
Then tows the shame and guilt of my depraved condition...

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A humid day
mosquito clouds swarm and separate
along the dirt road to the farm
pig pens hazed by black flies.

Bob (an old friend), said, “man,
you picked the wrong time of year
to come visit,” he chuckled.
Hogs grunt and...

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I thought of Hurricane Katrina and how the boats rolled over spilling diesel fuel and 
oil from their bilge into our peaceful neighborhood lagoons.  Cranes like this one 
were covered in oil standing side...

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On the morning of Dec. 7th 1941,
429 Marines and Sailors lost their lives.
As a result of a surprise attack on battleship row,
The brave souls perished to an awful demise.

She was a part of the Pacific...

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The pitter patter of a doleful rain doth resound
Satiatiating solace and inner peace are drowned
Guttural drips seep into my porous, emotive ground
Brackish hope drains through my bleached mound
Saturated soul shutters as the eroding waves continually...

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got an offer to move a boat
from Jacksonhell FL to back home
it's a wonder that it float
and I should have left it lone

the thruhulls were clogged
and the rudder sqeaked
the engine would bogg
and it had an...

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