Long Bulges Poems

FICTIONAL BIO:

The missus asked me
(hitherto known as her bozo)
just mere moments ago
to craft humorous poem to glow
nsync with the shiny nose of Rudolph
keeping syncopated metrical flow
thus methought to crow
about being equally as foolish
streaking naked outside...

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Someone who knows
Said You were an old ancient Tree,
But at the time, it didn’t really matter, 
Or seem important to me.
I knew You only for a very short time 
and just a little…
You see.
Your transparent...

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Don’t know when it started….freshman year?
I look in the mirror
	See….fat
		Hanging
			Bulges
				UGLY 
UGLY UGLY UGLY UGLY UGLY UGLY UGLY 
		UGLY
Remembering the food….calories….sugar….fat 
Passing my lips….
		Leading down my throat
			Into my stomach….onto my hips….my face…my stomach…my arms…my legs
			UGLY
Next day,...

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Diary Notes: Lamentable laissez-faire

                     …the lêche cul is
back
       ...

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It's too hot and humid for September!
Even dust specks descending in the room's sunlight
are beads of sweat running down my sides.
I bring pencil, crossword and ice tea 
to this chair and table, these angled shutters,...

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Your mother didn't know how to make a child,
she triggered her nature. Mother nature knew,
and she knows and will always know 
how to turn a seed into a child.
Bit by bit assembles life,
under her ultimate...

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There’s a party tonight so I bouffe up my hair
Pamper and powder my sweet derrière,
Arrive at the door, all done up to impress.....
Oh man, I forgot! Invite said “fancy dress”!

Pete and Sue are here, seems...

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Oh beautiful Gypsy,
I see you there, in amber campfire mist.
On the banks of a crystalline pool, a bronze skinned lovely moving with intoxicating rhythm to the strum of guitars.
Sable eyes, gleaming with wanderlust, transfixed on...

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Conquistador, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s tercets : Conquistador

Message to fellow soupers: I have been trying to upload, in vain, yet another translation of a 
 Paul Verlaine poem titled: "Ballade in favour of those called...

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wind howling and silent whistling as if a lover whispering softly in the prince's ears 
as he stares longing at the moon, his eyes glazing over as he sees the ghost of his 
bride ...

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Uncomfortable confronting 
your continuous consumption to which you're accustomed, 
the crunch, the chew, it's all you do, 
most munch at lunch while you the whole day through, 
can't get a grip like a hug holding...

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I entered the hotel dining room and sat at my table for an early breakfast, watching the rain pelting against the windows, overlooking the River Clyde. Conversation was limited; more audible the clinking of crockery...

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in the rusty tide animating bones
of deluded gods reaching for the lie
etched on eroded steles in dead lisps
licking flames of seers tossing guts
filled with blue and red fascists 
infecting the hands of the curious
willing to...

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Covered Dishes 

2

Into the tattooed tavern 
we sauntered dreamily,
squinting our delirious eyes, while
blinking rapidly, and flinching from 
the electronic glare of spit-polished mirrors,
shining as an insane sun would, 
without reflection, without resonance,
hanging on a purple...

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An Alien Abduction

By Elton Camp

The tale he feels compelled to relate.
So, the ancient mariner does imitate.
He stops whomever he comes to see.
“Come here now and listen to me.”

He was driving the road one night
And he...

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Body Casting

Standing there naked for all to stare
Or is it a pleasure to share
The days when before
Your body took a different shape and more.

A way of remembering the time
When pregnancy was progressing just fine
And your...

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Pacing up and down, finally I yell
are we ever going to do this?
yeah, yeah, hold your horses
I’m coming he screams…

eventually he appears
dressed in a black jeans
and white tight fitted shirt
with bulges in all the right...

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Money is better than barter
Money is better than share
Money takes you further than you dare
Though hands,  not money built my walls
Hands put together materials to paint my hall
Metals I dug came before all.

I fell...

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Oh my, seems I’ve lost my height!
Doc, please tell me, “What is the source of my plight?”

“Tis true, you’ve lost three inches,” she said to me.
But doc, “How could this be?” 

“It happens after menopause,...

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World Wide Web

What is this thing the world wide web?
   with experts raking, racking, stacking
 -- fields of unknown wonder.
It’s bursting with bloggers with opinions a dozen
and hackers I curse their sly probing.
They’re...

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“Four dollars a shot,” 
marched from the bartender’s mouth - 
each syllable carried the clanks
of Herbie’s Rhodes – jutting like 
glacier crags in swells of desert-base. 
They carried the smoke curling like 
a silver chain...

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I hear no ambulances at night
            Secure sleep brings wishes accepted
            When the...

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Corona virus!
Beautifully sculptured like a jewel
Armless, with bulges of a crown
But only those who narrowly escaped
With scars of your sharp fangs
Can tell the potency of your venom.

A merciless human predator
Riding on the wings of morning...

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The night ended in smoke.

Sleepwalking fumes 
          rolled over the park,
perambulated in groggy circles,
then got stuck in the tree branches
      ...

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Spindly stretching brambles rebel from main form
    Amused bending stems eject spikes of rhino horn
    Thorns barely a repellent for birds resourceful
    Tweezer glowing twilight globe,...

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