Long Bogged Poems

Galore of buzzfeeding, needling and scamming female hustlers...

with a scheming, loving, and enticing guise
alive and well seeking gullible guys
(once upon a time just like me),
who experiences close encounters
of masterly baited entrapment
on Facebook Messenger
and most likely...

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Dream state yields deep sleep personifications

Upon lying supine - eye shutter lids
into the land of Wynken, Blynken, and Nod,
where the sandman beckons and bids
dead to the webbed wide world,
yours truly immune to wakefulness 
despite being...

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Spirit and sponsor sane sexagenarian scribe (and his spouse) to a Utopian country

He seeks (in tandem with the missus) 
legal asylum in Canada...
New Brunswick, Newfoundland, 
Nova Scotia, et cetera,
or any other socially 
progressive European country,
and...

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Ink roached infestation didst derive within mice elf

Minor emendations to following
just posted verse
oversight to correct dissatisfaction,
yours truly I do curse
ah... methinks if hands of time 
can be made to go in reverse
a more exemplary version
to...

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Ink roached infestation didst derive within mice elf

Thus writer of these words
forever mus lee experiencing 
craving to eat cheese,
a milk product 
eternally preserved within 
annals, chronicles, epistles, 
et cetera of human civilization 
and it's discontents...

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Sane sexagenarian scribe seeks asylum in Canada...

should Trump swindle electorate by hook or crook,
(1003 days, 9 hours, and
32 minutes until 2024 election),
yours truly steels, girds, braces... himself,
and plots serious outlook
pondering exiting United States
(stage door left)
while...

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Let fortitude confront the raging beast
for wolfen corps from Hell have entered in. 
They surge in packs, savagely unleashed,
to mutilate the innocence within.
Let ev’ry child and mother of its name
be fodder for this apathetic rage.
Let...

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If you're going to wage a war, there's a few things you must do
Like having robust logistics in place and a battle hardened crew
You'll need spies to gather intelligence, of your chosen foe
Keep one step...

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Wheels turning, churning, fighting for a grip
mud oozing, clinging, sucking  for purchase
rivers flooding their banks, water everywhere
trucks fighting trying to get through and deliver 
their precious cargos that are desperately awaited
sometimes gasoline or much...

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It’s Cooper’s Creek we’re crossing here, Willis said to Burke
We need to have a base camp and this creek ought to work
I’ll put it in the journal, November 1861
It’s been four months since we started...

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Ink Roached Infestation Didst Derive Within Mice Elf
(thus forever experiencing craving to eat cheese)

Nothing but gridlock traffic
(far as thee eye could see)
heading east on Schuylkill Expressway
(oxymoronic name for quickest route
into center city, albeit Philadelphia),

yet this...

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Heartbroken lass bereft of eminent beau
papa doth vicariously experience her
(mine daughter's) grievous woe.

Unfair a budding promising relationship nought
going to incorporate wedded bliss,
when for all the world
the strong humble lad
absconded to Puerto Rican his homeland.

Thus pained...

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I remember being a little remote control. My chassis 
was sound and I was beeping all the time. My handlers 
were amused to drive me around. I was happy to please them.
It made me feel...

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im getting         
sick of               
all the       ...

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I am getting old now, I can only turn over
They can’t get me to run, but I not all done.
My valves are leaking, I often misfire
My fuel gauge will sputter my heart will flutter
I go...

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Damn anticipatory anxiety affliction...
trumps volition (mine) to don employee hat!

Until the grim reaper
whisks yours truly away
common joe just biden his time
chronologically old fogey
(albeit boyish looking goodfella)
at moon shadows he doth bay

meanwhile stricken with
dripping wet sweaty...

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Though thine two grown
     former babes in crib age,
now lead checkered lives,
     no longer monopolize my time

     as though their persons went backstage
either...

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May sunshine and scattered showers
Countdown days and sleepless hours
Village maidens creep from their bowers
Meet amongst the meadow flowers

In a circle they skip and dance

Whilst chanting their love one's name
Enticing as moths to a flame
Each to...

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There's little left now, Lawson, mate, of your home by the hill, 
Except, a guarding sentinel, the chimney stands there still; 
To some it's just another site, for tourists passing through, 
Perhaps they've never read...

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The heat and the wet is what you remember with dread
When Australian Servicemen and American engineers stopped them dead
The first defeat of the Japanese in New Guinea in their empire race
It was Milne Bay in...

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There are no laws designed by man that mean a thing out where,
the drying sun on pastel lands can’t lead all to despair,
where frightened eyes can see for miles across the saltbush plain,
where death becomes...

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The nocturnal routine call started but I was certain
There is fire along the mountain, yet don’t know
If I should run or wait, get water and quench it
I insisted that she share her feelings with me...

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What am I thankful for?
As I lay here my mind searches 
Afraid of waking up 
it lurches
Vacilating within
the folds of my covers and brain
Trying to return 
to my slumber again
Attempting to hang on
to my infinite...

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Shame must have burned her countenance,
along with fear that gripped her heart;
she’s a woman in the gospel  brought into the open,
by those Pharisees and Sadducees in their attempt –
to entrap Jesus on the horns...

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When a kid was she, adored child only,
Treated like a princess, every wish fulfilled.
She was gifted a book one day,
‘Adventures of a little girl’ it read,
Colorful pictures, exciting story,
She got lost in its glory.
But then...

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