Long Bookshelves Poems

A plethora of complex verbiage clogs and clutters solemn university tombs,
gem-encrusted sequestered  vaults  impervious on  mountain peak percentage practical basis, 
when express benevolence  enjoins the ultimate in empirical  assessment ...

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"Love My Way"

Ghosts read the walls like braille in this place
it’s a macabre dance with the past and the petulant future
it romances them away from the let-it-be moments
on repeat heavenly tortured in the evermore never-give-up

they...

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BREAKING THE SILENCE : NO MORE

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Glass shattered a
Saturday afternoon tea ~

Silence holds steady
black fleeced momentum 
for its own ripping
when lightning as whipping 
fire from Heartbeat of
Sun slashes its Void
loudness to tumble...

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The scent of musty, truly ancient fine books,
Waifs seductively behind the impossible doors, 
As they swing wide, out into L.A.’s balmy air,
I enter, a shiver, over what lies therefore.

There they are, the true Hollywood stars,
Scaling...

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My heart needs a home,
I’ve tried fitting it on bookshelves among fantasy novels and romantic stories,
but for some reason,
JRR Tolkein wouldn’t let me in between him and Danielle Steele,

I’ve tried placing it by my stereo;
in...

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Just add beer and abracadabra . . . 
Flavor galore! 
Just don’t add too much . . . 
Alcoholism is a disease. 
It should cook out though. Anyway, I hope it’s not too cheesy. 
Some...

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Somnambulant schlemiel schleps...and says Shalom...

to anonymous readers March 22nd, 2022
(blustery and chilly Tuesday)
reminiscing about mein kampf,
when precious irretrievable youth
frittered away within
emotional wilderness of mine.

Into lonely senescence -
more'n three plus decades 
plus three extra orbitz 
around...

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Which would you have me describe? 
The path taken? 
The path not taken? 
Well how can I describe the path not taken? 
I haven't been there. 
So I guess this is the story of the...

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Schlerotic schlemiel schleps...and says Shalom...

to anonymous readers March 6th, 2021
(blustery and chilly Saturday)
reminiscing about mien kampf,
when precious irretrievable youth
frittered away within
emotional wilderness of mine.

Into lonely senescence -
three plus decades already elapsed
trepidation, hesitation, abdication... unbearably
tugging, shouldering,
remonstrating...

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*Image of January 14, 2023, by WinCal.

An Existential Curiosity

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Ambitious existent presence to yield,
Hostage that's well endured of a pre-life,
Handcuffed fallible praying to be healed,
Labyrinth attributes drudgery strife.

Redeeming shrilling lob gratis to air,
Longings bounded dreamt outpours...

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One day—
The sea will be my backyard
Every morning, standing upon the deck
Of the one called Going Numb
A “Greatest Dad” mug in one hand
My last vice burning orange in the other

I will watch the sun rise...

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One day my dragon, discovered how to read; whomever taught him, is anyone’s guess.  Once he discovered historical novels; none of us would rest.  Night and day, he inhaled words; great fiction, based...

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With most of the people we see every day…we’re like ships that pass in the night.
We see there’s someone over there…but we don’t often experience their light.

One of the things I love about working in...

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Girl of the theater, devoted to beauty, love and freedom. Romantic, not necessarily hopeless, but romantic nonetheless. She romanticises her life, she's the main character of the play. That is her existence. To court her,...

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Pull back the covers and experience,
Just how fresh and crisp it is inside,
Discover a poet who once lived among us,
And built community,
Out of encouragement, fun and wondering

Like you, he pondered the mysteries of foreign flagged...

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Dog fronted automobiles are seventh state in a placed race to hold a fantastic gold baton. Hamburgers and egg jiggling. How rather jolly says the gentleman stood by the train. His fine twisted moustache and...

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A simple man, I don‘t need much, I use few words; I’m Joe.
I once framed houses, now drive trucks. That’s all you need to know.

I love my wife and think she’s great, but one thing...

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Schlerotic schlemiel schleps...

Into lonely senescence -
three plus decades already elapsed
trepidation, hesitation unbearably
tugging, shouldering,
remonstrating accumulation
of "baggage" thumb

of right hand thrust out
silently raving, quaking
cursing ultimatum parents
(soffit to fascia in)
saw fit to fashion
and hammer home

red hot poker rage
their...

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by Bob Moore ©2018

I don’t like Ikea, the place is like a maze
if my wife was not with me, I’d be lost in there for days
following the arrows, as you go from place to place
people...

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In a green skirt wave to tables, in a yellow skirt wave to chairs, but in a white shirt sit in bookshelves humming away and swinging legs and arms to the beat transcribed by tomes,...

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He began to write before his diagnosis…sometimes he wrote…sometimes he drew.
He didn’t need a doctor to tell him…something he already knew.

He would close his eyes for a moment and search back in his mind…then write...

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He began to write before his diagnosis…sometimes he wrote…sometimes he drew.
He didn’t need a doctor to tell him…something he already knew.

He would close his eyes for a moment and search back in his mind…then write...

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I see you hipsters in rustic coffee shops with pictures of Marlyn Monroe and contemporary art, 
the girl in all black with a black beret to make her look more avant-garde and red colored hair...

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A single golden maple leaf rose on the wind twisting reflected sunlit flickers from her polished upper side, dancing in 
wind flung ecstasy of autumnal flight. Rising to disappear over the rooftop to wherever gusts...

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It was the late 18th century and Abegail was twenty-one years old,
     She was about to be married soon to an older man of thirty-four;
Her family was considered middle-class yet they...

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