Long Bodes Poems

The Rulers wield their silver shields,
             wear golden coronets
while warders guard the prison yard,
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Creative cerebral craftiness coaxes...

Childhood campy chimera curtain call
subsequently hinting (based on accuweather)
the approach of blizzard squall
so burrow under quilted cover y'all
until warm temperatures arrive when springtime
ushers social media platforms 
buzzfeeding earthlinked instant karma 
jump/kickstarting linkedin...

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When nighttime comes                                ...

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Some say tomorrow promises not jubilation but annihilation.                           ...

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Deep at heart Tim is a dreamer and longs for 'that' dream

And still and in certain arrest he is a child of gone times

His parents Hans and Ida had told him in misleading terms	

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Penelope Alecknavage nee perskin whose death aye assay
to comprehend, this son of the late Harriet Harris - 
   November thirteenth 2016 marked her eighty first birthday
if she still lived these last eleven years...

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Lightning and thunder, with torrents of rain, pouring down....
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Interpretations....Dream sequences....Dreams....

Freud and Young....Einstein....Professor, whats his name?

Modern analysis....Scientific breakthroughs....Philosophies....

Profiles and treatments....IQ,s, and I use....Possibilities, and, I'm there?

A universe, of a box of chocolates, and, a hat full...

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Last night I awoke to the sign of Orion, and the big dipper pouring beauty into her
countenance.

Though the stars say she is a Capricorn, a meager goat, I see Orion’s majesty every time I
stare into...

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The last hoorah of old man winter 2022?

March twelfth Ded Moroz
struts his white stuff
first real substantial puncheon
found Jack Frost in his glory,
he haint no longer morose nor gruff,
cuz series of fortunate meteorological events
found crystalline precipitation...

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I.

Rain beats down on the smoky beach,
all paths the gull flies, and in his
resistance.
A thousand white shells in the mist
are seasoned with stinging pepper.
You reconsider
signs, velocities of strummed winds;
of which sand dunes, waves bound, would...

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Valentine's Day 2021

Yours truly not necessarily
romantic fellow at heart
more accurately methinks myself
lame and inadequate sorry excuse
for reasonably rhyming spouse,
but courtesy after sipping

(née - chugging away
like snorting caboose)
Welch's sparkling white grape juice
maybe accompanied with entree couscous
generic...

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A dragon spreads it's wings, and fears.
    Breathing fire, his breath bodes death.
    While venom sprays from arrowed tail,
    He'll terrorise with serpents eyes,
  ...

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Upon the path to self-destruction,
noticed I, a quaint obstruction.
Barrin' me to stay my course
was fear, envy, doubt and remorse.
"Imagine it!" to meself says I,
"Tis for these thing' I long to die."
An' so, I set me...

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I.

O Bacchanalia! O wild Mania,                              
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Hey there, I am known as fear 
I'm pleased to see ya here
I'ma bout to switch the gear 
It's game on mode from now, I fear 
There's no escape,so stay near
get used to smell of...

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Rudder than trigger, provoke,
incite..., voodoo curse
necessitating emergency visit
courtesy doctor Demento or his nurse
methought best to craft (airily)
nonsense sickle verse
yikes! maybe iamb 
steadily getting worse

as poetaster wannabe,
which prognosis bodes ill
and p'raps best coon sitter
underwater basket weaving
enlist...

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ISIS is a Black Vortex that has attached itself to and infected the World’s Soul . . . 

Murder, Rape, Beatings, Beheadings, Destruction, and Terror,
These thugs, criminals and hooligans are the unholiest of the unholy,
The...

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Awakening the Dream
             by Odin Roark

Even in a dream
A poet’s page
Starts blank

Restlessly
The inscrutable pen hovers 
Awareness preparing absorption
Like a dry valley of nature
Awaiting...

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cat man had enough forced isolation

sabbatical dreams after quarantine

entered his hermit cage in seclusion

I need time out from lockdown he promised


they told me of the psycho cat’s demise

but cats have nine lives so I can...

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Let’s talk numbers

I talk one language, need no more. This world
Needs but one thing. A number line
Digressing time,
And all the things within. 
Poetic sigh as freedom cries. Creative
arts are dead.
Financially, ecstatically
You celebrate this win.
Stats, figures,...

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Songs of Louis
Capart
-by Bob Atkinson

simple phrases
satisfy

although messages
pass me by

deep within the
voice of sentiment

moves a heart toward
contentment


driving again down a
road

ample farms of crops
unknown

to Dijon up from
Paris

could have been just
any place


City of Light still
inspires

six story limit
gives up...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Twenty-Four

A chill-marrow scowling wind rushed up abysms of the South
Rumpled Lady Lake’s sparse dripping tresses splashing up Her mouth
Gushing fountain raced down the waterfall crumpling eye-lashes
And slurped the...

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The world's number one 
killer
I wonder why it hasn't 
yet made its way
Into a horror movie 
thriller
Why, though it could beat
Even the serial killer! 

Oh it gets even past 
locked doors
Through the tiniest of 
holes...

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The Rose


Dear Dad- I plucked a crimson rose that lay
upon your grave, as icy rain fell down
and joined my warm, wet tears that winter day.
Unto my heart, I pressed it close to drown
my mournful thoughts...

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Divine Intervention


Dear Dad…I plucked a crimson rose that lay
upon your grave, as icy rain fell down
and joined my warm, wet tears that winter day.
Unto my heart, I pressed it close to drown
my mournful thoughts and...

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