Long Bungling Poems

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“Liber Novus”


Life is read
it bleeds continually
we simply need to stop
and breathe forgive

ourselves for tripping
over misspent thought
too caught up and enraptured 
in the chapters we imagine

we always dream
best beginnings
and tidy arduous ends
unicorns in black matter

Life is...

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It’s so serious,
it ain’t even funny
High times going on
in a White House underground bunker,
where Archie is glassblowing
American taxpayers’ money
He got heavy munchies
of Jughead hero dreams
Telling his kitchen cabinet
to kiss the silver signet 
of his fingered...

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Angel’s songbirds awoke and flung the deal
Anisette chirps, sounds of reels
On that day my soul grew lyric
My heart couldn’t see it
Angels songbirds sing with me

And the harmonies never waiting
The sound singer souls singing
The song craft...

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 Last good days of innocence

He did came 
with no trace
with no chain no fame
no frame or mark of true repentance
In skeletons of liquid pawns
carved in satirical steer

Streets bubbling
enchanted in silence
men wailing, 
choking, bundled like...

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In the faraway kingdom of my imagination;
My land of make believe thrived on one Disney creation.
Join me here; you’ll never spend a more enchanting ev’ning.
Over there is Cendrillon.  Step lightly.  Hear her singing?

Terrible...

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There’s a monkey tag-team of mo-rons 
running things   ~   Polly Would Pinocchio style
Dumb and Dumber dolts 
got dim a dullard king Dumbo
dunce chair directing

Elephant Man, with the carrot top sage
He’s a...

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Misstep Paradise
                    by Odin Roark

Like the ocean’s waves repeating themselves,
mistakes love to revisit their beginnings,
gloat about...

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Put the pork-n-beans
in a big garbage can
Let the kiddies run wild
til lunchtime, 
then try to reign ‘em in
Make the little bed-wetting buggers
play White castle in the sand
Find out who clogged the shower drain
and stopped up...

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stagnant and muffled voices are stirring
like a music box wound up not stop
refuge sought from a whirling daunted world 
of which smoke of disgrace hovers over

tongues lashing out at one another 
like school children must...

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Every Christmas season, I hear them,
those folks from the Salvation Army,
their constant ring-a-ling-a-ling-ing
sticking in my brain as I near the entrance
to some big store or another.
Often in a hurry, sometimes knowing
there’s little or no change...

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stagnant and muffled voices are stirring
like a music box wound up not stop
refuge sought from a whirling daunted world 
from which smoke of disgrace hovers over

tongues lashing out at one another 
like school children do...

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mene tekel peres - calligraphic prescience.

global village voice - a dialect of babel

the poetry slam - pen viva voce
inherent bloodline - curdle into nepotism

Atlanta's Oliver Hardy
so pretentious and somewhat lardy,
had a sidekick,bungling,but thin
both silently,still bring...

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Whilst pensive and serene
and seated on the loo 
contentedly having 
my morning number two 
my serenity was shaken
torn asunder
by a massive mistake 
a terrible blunder
someone had installed a new toilet-roll 
hopelessly bungling this very simple...

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At three 'o clock this afternoon,
A shaft of light pierced my room.
Curtains flung back as I arise:
An actor's life I do surmise!

Working halls and live theatre,
Singing songs in every meter.
Playing Hamlet, then a clown,
Each week...

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It was a time when we were troubled
Work shifts had to be doubled
We didn’t earn enough to take a wife

We protested a worthless war
Cried over the Ohio four
Watched newscasts full of strife

Our innocence had died
Our...

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Compared to Bungling Idiots

To my poems pretty soon should be immune
And to receive comments I must impugn
Your delightful mind to become more diligent
Trying to find where party platforms went.

What if I put in thumb pulling...

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Life like snow is fleeting and beautiful.
Fragile and light to touch, breakable and unforgettable.
Careful when approaching the winter season, biting cold like heartless people.
Gnawing and taking pieces from your soul if you let them.
Everything needs...

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Those Tiny Things

Those tiny things that fly through space
Straight to my bird feeder start to race
And no matter what is their nomenclature
Head right for my newly placed nectar.

But there had been a great big breeze
Blowing...

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Laminate

Plastic covered up definitions lip with profound mastic. 
Layered lamella formed single filed lines separating life from death; 
Held onto by paper thin adhesions. 
Besides bungling up a perfectly fine bollix, 
Laminate single handedly took...

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A big conclusion by tomorrow I must hurry up and reach.
 It's about what I am to ‘do’ with my doggy “boy, Billy ‘Blue’.”
Half-wittingly I just keep vacillating between two notions.
 My mind is ‘churning’;...

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He had a disorderly mind.
She had an ordered one.

She had cerebral files,
binders,
alphabetized answers
for every occasion.

He would come to her
with questions
like - what-do-you-call-it
and who’s-his-face
and whatever was the name of 
some thingamajig or other.

She would calmly dig...

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I heard a ‘dillo muttering,
a-traipsing and a-bungling.
I could not make out what he said,
a-chattering, a-sputtering.
He started rooting in the bed,
a-grubbing and a-burgling.
Then all at once, he up and fled,
a-prancing and a-scuttling.
Was glad to see him...

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For his fifth birthday, Heathcliff 
Received a toy sword and sheath 
With bubble mixture inside from 
His absent-minded Uncle Keith. 

It seemed an ideal gift. 

Heathcliff tingled with pride, 
Blowing heavenly bubbles 
In the lugholes...

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ROLL UP
I can’t go down
In time replenish
Seek refill the void
A vacuum in existence
Bungling energies crumble
Like a young seedling break
I can’t pay
That in introspects adventure relish
Of time it could have been
It won’t be any nostalgia, perhaps
I...

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