Long Bopping Poems

Mine dad in the 1940’s was an organ grinder huh!,  in the high seas in the Navy. In the 1940’s
 Lo, the clanging, bopping, banging of prepare containers foods. Large coppers pans and pots....

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We want to heal-
scab stealers wont allows us too 
sneaking up on us-
giving us new busy work
side trackers –
killing us 
the only hope we had left 
invested in our progeny. 
progenitors
Our children become our ancestors
Arrested...

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with noticeable burgeoning bosom in the offing, ahoy
this baby faced blubbery bosom beastie boy
fast becoming a bra man,
and might hire himself out
as a male wet nurse for employ

ment, cuz when stark naked on shark tank,
I...

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The Storm  by Jennrut

Soiled

Drum drum drum drum...
A pained, wet leaf 
saturated by the storm's reverberating  pressure.
Compacted, 
Smothered by heavy soil which consumes it
Weighted by shadows of familiar clouds. Deadening, 
Rotting. 

A Reprieve 

Unable...

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standing clothed at the edge of the mall parking lot
with a lush green park set next to him---
slowly beginning to undress, right down to the complete nakedness
au naturel, exposed, in the birthday suit,
with the genitalia...

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Incorrigible Recalcitrant - Doppelganger (mine)

Ala Goofus and Gallant 
highlights my diametrically 
divergent alter egos
always the reserved 
obedient docile boy
afeared to stray outside narrow

circumscribed comfort zone
figuratively tethered
extremely short leash
choked me like yoked oxen,
albeit non red dually...

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Why won't mama go to bed
Said Ned to Freddy Flake
I don't think she has been fed
There must be some mistake

Freddy gives to Mama Eddy
Children for her sake
Eddy lives for Papa Freddy
And their home to make

Sunny,...

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G-O-I- to the N. These 4 letters fill my head and that point I do begin. To go in and bust a ryhme. Come with a bong and you're right on time. To see my...

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Half an hour catching stone swans on a very thin window ledge thirty foot from the ground is not a pleasant way to spend the afternoon. And neither is running at great speed down a...

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The sweet, almost sickly, smell of flowers
cut through the soft scent of the morning's dew-covered grass.
The shadbush along the thoroughfare glowed blond and bronze.
The fields stretched like a flooring of ornaments,
jadeite and musgravite and blue...

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On the day before Christmas
I was shopping in town
just hopping and bopping
and chasing gifts down

With toys for the kiddies
and gifts for my wife
not a care in the world
Just enjoying my life

When suddenly the mall
erupted in...

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WALK IN THE PARK

a lovely late afternoon
sun and shade at eighty
perfect degrees

my toes curl up inside
my sneakers, not
in shape for this season
of walking

surprised to see
a baby bump
bopping along
with expectant runner

i walk steadily toward the wooden...

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every time i hear music, no matter where i go, 
my feet start on moving, 
and i wiggle my little toe, 

i dance down the street, 
even if there is no music around, 
and all...

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I started sucking my thumb until it looked like a plumb
Things didn't feel any better so I poured a glass of rum
Some will imagine I'm happy when they hear the tunes I hum
whisky me Dixie...

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Bing bang, I saw the whole gang; bopping to the beat of my dream;
There was the court of damnation; who had gave me probation;
There were the ladies I knew; who I’d left feeling blue; 
And...

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We're Covid free - restrictions lifted
Shop barriers, they have been shifted
But there’s still a queue
For the ladies loo
Weak bladders, us gals have been gifted!

Bars opened for drinking last night
At closing there’s a stupid fight
Folk have...

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Sitting on the beach of “Puri” beholden at the setting sun   
Rose-colored globe dropping drowsily in fathom less ocean.

Felt every atom of the sand pulsating with divinity
 Million years since depicting the milieu...

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Millipede. Multitude. Millionaire damson. When elevation is caused by an unauthorized z code a b could be an m an an m could be a t or an a so please do not throw coats...

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A Jingle Bell Bop
Santa Claus was worn out and deflated 
"Get yourself to bed" the Mrs stated
She got in herself
Dressed up as an elf
And what arose up next was x-rated.

Santa was due to be at...

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Applauding an Acrostic Aria
Bopping to a Ballade Ballet and Blank verse Berceuse
Clapping to a Cinquain Cantata and Couplet Chorale
Dancing to a Dizain Duet
Exalting in Etheree Etudes and Elegy Ensembles
Frolicking to Free verse Folk songs and...

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You're clothed in the nuanced expression 
            of variety, in the unique alchemy 
         of weave...

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Bimbo sails a boat and bumps into Betty Boop,
she flaunts her flashy flesh landing on the fresh Isle,
hostile trees harass the two harbingers as they fear,
sickly savages come to scare them away in style.

Betty’s black...

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Blended with fragrances
And the joyful carols,
The con games of children
Looking for gifts full of fun.
Kris Kringle’s cock-and-bull 
Make them rosy and lull.

Adorned houses with odorous candles
Christmas tree ornamented with red ribbons and jingles 
Marzipans fruitcakes...

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The juxtaposition of a jelly bean is a line out symbol which points not just north but in all outward direction. To consider an atomiser a friend is to put on a hat and scarves...

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Here's A Poem That My Mom And I Did Together.

               Fun In The Sun

  Romping in the grass with all...

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