Long Cadres Poems

Each day’s (we’re alive) one more leaf that has fallen
from tree (Fate’s collusion?), our edifice grown
with the help of light garnered from sources outside
of our provenance, moisture, and minerals,
‘cheap’s’ turned to ‘gold,’ not by Chemistry’s...

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UNQUOTABLE QUOTES: LIII - Tongue Teasers

Whether the glass is « half full » or « half empty », what counts is WHO « drank" the "other half », the « better half » ? Lucky...

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  anyone for humiliation

                   do even the best cringe
in shame
      ...

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Mine fervent aspiring political activism...

Gunning gusto, (while rosy axles grind)
for Bernie Sanders dagnabbit
nipped in figurative bud triggered zilch
prospects to germinate, 

cultivate, and amalgamate
late blooming spore port as 
schlocky, reedy, quirky, political neophyte,
whose aura, charisma, dogma
enigma,...

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Mine fervent aspiring political activism...

Gunning gusto, (while rosy axles grind)
for Bernie Sanders dagnabbit
nipped in figurative bud triggered zilch
prospects to germinate, 

cultivate, and amalgamate
late blooming spore port as 
schlocky, reedy, quirky, political neophyte,
whose aura, charisma, dogma
enigma,...

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A monochrome of boho days
segue one another surreptitiously.
Endless pantomimes of idle chatter flutter by.
Cantilever bridge, a one stop halting site for gossip and suspense.
Small talk, bespoke winged creature, Combe of pleuron.
Turin shroud spotter in the...

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Perched on figurative shoulder...
taking devil's advocate stance...,
with sharp eyed cognizance
of course Joe King abidance!

Wild eyed traitor Joe Schmoe,
albeit Democrat subjects himself to grow
wing skepticism at impeachment show
whip lashed, viz strapping jock who stow
weapons of mashed...

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I was born in the odds, 
I lived through it,
dotted the lines on my path
I was born among hyenas, 
these scrambling to stiffen the last breath, 
Amidst hurts and hate first from home,

A lot cast...

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he parlayed a condom full of nouns
in bold thrusts of the quill
for the para structuralist cadres
many of them freeway orphans
who won't even read a stoplight
on the other hand
there's a lot of other hand
upon hearing the...

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Clean at hands….
We are light and airy utter.
We are poor also despair. We are differed much to rich in living ways. Poor are weak and bared with hands.
We are pan to hands. We will eat...

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Still, my voyage to the Capital
A city whose other name rocks with “Aso” 
On the rock, yet in the capital 
The ruling vampires swim in affluence
They are the upper rockers,
The middle rockers strive to climb...

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After three decades and a kicking more,
I deem it glaring waste and blatant loss
To play sad part of second servile fiddle
In elite cadres agleam with ersatz gloss.

Whatever charged scrolls attuned to pelt
With loaded deterrents deft...

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Though Canton claims it’s communist, it’s not.
Beijing, like Belarus, breeds oligarchs.
There’s nobody alive who’s heard of Marx:
a rickshaw ride’s the only kind of trot.

Seek Mensheviks in Minsk, you’ll end with squat.
In Kursk are cadres countable...

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Shock of bursting explosion
Shattered arms, flying faces
Stunned shining angel
Disbelieving observer
White wings soiled
Dripping crimson splashed
Stacking body parts
Who shall answer
Tramp in marching boots?
Cadres of olive drab
War machines, martial music
Exploding human flesh
those too young to see
mourning, nightly weeping
collateral...

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Parliament is an umbrella of the people by which
All those who have read books of satire and sarcasm
Regularly shelter and gossip wisely and vigorously
Legal issues as hailstorm threaten to tear hopes.
In formal ways one with...

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