Long Bryn Poems

Fate decreed sexting/texting while married abominable

Therefore karma caught up to me big time
and delivered yours truly sent to purgatory
(figurative speaking) by casting a spell,
whereby the government issued Safelink
Tracfone got permanently disabled
and all the data
(including contact...

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Introduction: once again I incorporate 
my trademark penchant 
to fabricate fictitiously
portions of the following poetic endeavor
can you care to 
discern fact from fiction?

Attempts at lifelong friendships and holy matrimony...

Shot thru with figuratively cankerous nub,
cuz yours...

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Inevitable death defines afterlife

I mull mortality 
thru lens crafted occipital orbs
regarding a better future
experience sing a space oddity – 
whar incessant yaks
exuding a big hurt
emanate as cosmic atomic 
bipedal hominids replete roof lee wax
during a...

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Deva Ossig, the landlady (and property owner) turned rogue

Just a couple weeks shy 
and seven years ago to the day,
I still remember contractual obligations
our previous residential abode
724 West Railroad Avenue, 
Bryn Mawr 19010 zip code
volatile...

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Poetic nugget discovered today March 29th, 2021...
while rifling thru outdated electronic drafts,
whereby yours went back to our memorable past.

Circa 6/30/ 2017 - Lost missing master car key...
plus additional ordinary travails affecting me
such as near bankruptcy,...

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Deft "star student" and beloved dynamic daughter upon her twenty fourth birthday

I suppose... see:)?

twas approximately early/mid March
nineteen ninety six begat your fate
obstetrics and gynecology specialist(s)
signalled impending birth (due) date

about nine months later
December twenty second, and...

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Dear New Poet,
Don't you just love modern poetry! So free to be ourselves in so many fun forms. Never mind the sonnet or finding a rhyme for bonnet. Just ideas flowing to express what one...

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Lovely enchantress of cyberspace

Betwixt and between us
lies an immense untraversable realm
of never knowable forbidding possibilities
quixotic, rhapsodic, sympathetic, telepathic...,
where tantalizing, scandalizing, and revolting, 
nevertheless promising fantasies beckons
buzzfeeding, crowdsourcing, dovetailing,
earthshaking, foo fighting, hashtagging,
jump/kick starting, twittering
uber whatsapp pining

toward...

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History contends that on that score
hing hot summer at 6:00 pm June sixteenth 
in the year 666 after the Devonian era, 
two lovers - a Mister Belmont Me 

and Missy Bryn Mawr Hu felt the...

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Doctors (particularly biomedical engineers)...
really trolley train hard to keep track of patients

Eye tell ya we (spuds)
pulled up stakes after four yar
and zero scores ago living in Bryn Mawr
salutary heart and lungs figurative
storied Main Line Health...

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never could this baby boomer papa – 
   lviii orbitz round mister sun as I write while wife 
at present (takes her siesta) imagine 
   dragons, killer Queen Latifah countless ways,...

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Belated condolences extolling fateful tragedy...
befalling beloved Khurana's

https://www.nbcphiladelphia.com/news/local/
Montgomery-County-Small-Plane-Crash-527480941.html

Published Aug 8, 2019 at 7:03 AM |
Updated at 1:14 AM EDT on Aug 9, 2019

The missus shrieked
with horror watching
and hearing in
disbelief and shock
catastrophe costing
three precious lives,
Macbook Pro laptop
wallpaper...

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Down this once famous graveled road
I drive by day and drive by night
my mind replaying stories of times past.
As if thinking about them
can make them real again.
Buildings standing with new faces, signs.
I see them now...

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SUBMITTED FOR YOUR APPROVAL.

                              TWILIGHT’S OWN...

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I dreamed and schemed through all of my life,
On how to end this miserable strife.
You caused my life to be sheer terror,
But you were twisted, and that was your error.

You kept me bound in chains...

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THE MINER’s TEAR

With a blackened finger he points and fears
This terrible day of four hundred tear’s
Young mothers, wives and brides to be
Their loved ones smile once more to see.

Who will they bring from this hell?
Deeper...

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The Gypsy jumped from car to car,
never getting off the train

In Davenport through morning fog,
the old town looked the same

The prairies waited in the dark,
the Rockies far beyond

In Denver’s wind he heard the words
to an...

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Ending In Regret

Most of us wait 
  for what few of us get

Then start the excuses
  —that end in regret

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014)


   Inside Your Heart

With your every smile,
  my...

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“Who’re you really” the Sage asked again,
that look upon his face

“It depends on who I’m looking at,”
I said, his eyes now glazed

“I’m never just one thing as you’ve heard often
in my songs

“Like the weather I...

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Days weave together
as night tears at the seams
Light as it vanishes
deserting my dreams

The sun making promises
darkness reneges 
The truth stays an orphan
that both will misgive

The rooster to signal
that devil’s retreat
Hope spawning a sunrise
where wishes beseech

All...

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Man is predestined
to destroy his world
Consciously damning
‘free choice’ unfurled

An apex predator
upon himself
No rhyme or reason
or logic dealt

Self-destruction
his stock in trade
His nature foreign
to all else made

Killing his brothers
killing his sons
Shakespeare prescient
of what’s to come

Time irreverent
he never...

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In the company of Poets,
I make my bed

In the company of Poets,
I rest my head

In the company of Poets,
my dreams congeal

In the company of Poets,
my heart revealed

In the company of Poets,
my thoughts are brave

In the...

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He asked her why she acted so,
her answer was “Why not”

He asked her why her mood was vile,
she said “That’s all I've got”

He asked her then about their love,
gone missing and in doubt

She answered back...

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There’s a clarity that comes with age,
confusion on the run

The light much brighter deep inside,
no writing on the come

My youth endeavors, drifting lines,
those hedges where I’d hide

Have all been trimmed or taken down,
left nothing to...

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The sentence was death, terminally sure,
to pack my bags, adieu

As reds have never looked so red,
and greens, the greenest hue

The wine the sweetest on my tongue,
as birds sing sweeter still

The children’s laughter I embrace,
their joy...

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