Long Bungled Poems

Where art thou anonymous benefactor...to offer me succor?

Ah... methinks legal tender 
could be a boon to help me bolster 
mein kampf with necessary material equipage,
which prospect to acquire essential 
commodities sabotaged 
at the altar of...

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True love is unquestionable. 
What is true love?
To me; it is more feeling based rather than definitively worded. 
Emotional attached, formed mentalities that are equally paired with an immaculate physical connection. 
Collected bi-gender, shared love—
She’s...

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Botched and bungled interpersonal opportunities viewed...

tonight October  25th, 2022 
terrifically summarily requoting 

poetic outdated iteration,
I share the following lines
echoing in the valley 
of love and delight.
courtesy 20/20 hindsight
October twenty fifth
two thousand and twenty two
admirable,...

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Present wedded bliss haint no touchstone...

Circa ~ late spring/ early summer 1978
twas at behest of Harriet Harris,
thus due credit mother dearest
(she long since passed away)
who tried, to bribe, coax, exhort...
(protracted effort not all in vain),
cuz...

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My most troubling client
told me he died last night.

While this did not appear to be his somber case,
nor, sadly,
did my home office silently resound
like this was his actual historical peace,
I did conjure up sufficient energy
to...

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Botched and bungled interpersonal opportunities viewed...
(summarily iterated June 30th, 2020)

I share the following lines
with utmost delight
courtesy 20/20 hindsight
June twenty ninth
two thousand and twenty

corrigible, fallible,
and intelligible light
hearted fella (aging
baby boomer) usually polite
doth not trend toward
superficial nor...

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A Trite Nihilistic Occasion   

This doodling Yankee 
(boot noah dandy) 
doth newt lack chutzpah, 
tries to finagle Fitbit 
fitting figurative footwear, 
that ideally Fitzhugh 
like custom made glove snugly, 
terrifically, unequivocally matching, 
thence...

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Forge on ever foolish
Cucumbers in your relish
Black Smiths and Peasants 
get into the darkness, out of the Parish


The Red Horse gallops, polls, bearers, of holes
Get out of its way, as the
rumors gather Communist ships
 ...

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I saw one journey end and another begin
I saw my world changed and in a spin 

I saw another end - the end of the band
I saw John and Yoko hand in hand

I saw commandos...

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This doodling Yankee (boot noah dandy) 
doth newt lack chutzpah, 
tries to finagle Fitbit fitting figurative footwear, 
that ideally Fitzhugh 
like custom made glove snugly, 
terrifically, unequivocally matching, 
thence handily solving Finger hut issue, 
when...

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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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This is the Third in a series that I wrote for my son a few years back.  I wrote the first and he asked for more. I think they got a little better with...

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There has been news about piracy in the high seas...
And here is news about a nefarious activity you don't see...

People go missing in action off the waters of Philippines...
And then the cat and mouse game...

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A woman sitting in an old house herself,
counting paper clips.

Every day, was a creaking workday
that reminded her addiction was in freedom—
meanings of being young, being old,
being in love with the back then.

She’s not a fan...

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Much of what US Envoy said,
Had he been wise, would not have said,
For, boomerang-like back such words do head.
When it comes to ‘murder for hire’,
No nation than US scores higher.
It backs Canada’s claims at once
Based...

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This is the woman who repeatedly told us for over two years Joe was as sharp and active as ever, there is no crisis at the border, Joe’s record inflation was caused by Trump, the...

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Antisocial anacondas don't associate in numbers;
Bears and beavers don't become the best of friends.
Civet cats catch rats, so is it any wonder
On doleful dingoes dire dilemmas do descend?
Effete elephants eschew jumping, it's ungraceful;
"Frenching" frogs will...

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In English classes my skull would be reeling with a myriad of perplexities,
Struggling to cope with English Composition and its multitudinous complexities!
I could never understand (and never will) the mysteries of verbs and pronouns,
Or dangling...

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In English classes my skull would be reelin' with a myriad of perplexities,
Strugglin' to cope with English Composition with its multitudinous complexities!
I could never comprehend (and never will) the mysteries of verbs and pronouns,
Or danglin'...

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I neither care nor bother about perfection
On all their faces I actually see otherwise 
On strange machines I have found myself
Bolts and nuts intertwined in mazes
Detailed guide too long to comprehend
I posses little education to...

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On International Woman’s Day
who better than women to care for our planet?
a planet that’s beginning to sob.
Who better than women to take care of our Earth…
since men have all but bungled the job!

Women create life…
So...

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Above the mountains
The eagle’s sores so high
Across this great nation
The star bungled banner flies

In New York City
The ferry sails across the sea
And a woman in the commerce
She’s captivating me

She’s a beautiful lady
Such a sight to...

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Errors on Putins bungled invasion are beginning to show
As this obscene war progresses, his loss list will grow
He thought rolling in his tanks, it would take but a day
But the west is supporting Ukraine and...

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The U.S. domestic subset
of our internationally interdependent economy
is not so much about when it is best for the haves
and when it used to be worse for most everyone.

Economies,
like ecological relationships,
are long-term resiliently healthy
climates of multicultural...

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you …

skipped me
like a polished little stone …
you couldn’t pitch me away like any sparingly
normal human being would
(to save me the abrasions to my ego)
but threw me decidedly parallel to the plane
of passion’s oblivion -
the...

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