Long Carping Poems

Pellucid pachyderms wade across
the purpling River Manjees
and Tozzath watches from the bank, 
the seat of his maroon pantaloons soaked with mud,
his nostrils flaring with the fragrance of ombadalias,
whose lacey petals flutter
like the wings of long-dead...

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Prizes for Ultimate Sacrifices


    prizes for the abstemious  for abstinence  chastity ?
                 the countless...

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Good evening to all out there this is wabc radios late night slot call in show with your host Tom Morrow, the theme is on pesonality traits and how we percive them
not myself personally.' I...

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Working over Birk’s Works and other tunes my saxophonist admires—
Cheesecake, Blackbird—for the theoretical, applied mathematics
inside an abstract, audial harmonization of the Big Bang and The Fall.

The derivative reveals the slope of the tangent along the...

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I watched her at times, gazing into another world
Her head was past dwelling in the clouds
Way up high, and at times she would fall back to the ground.
She wore stars in her hair, milky way’s...

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Cooped within ancient bodies, this inhabitant 
dwells amongst an elder net 
of crabby, crotchety, curmudgeonly claque 
of old folks, only a portion of population I met
which achey, flaky, kooky motley crue 
disgruntlement fed as peevish...

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Boss is always right! Yes, we do keep this in mind.  But when we fight, we are always right! And that is the moment we need perfect words to impress and to win …no,...

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Written: September 19, 2023
Mocking The Dead Poetry Contest           Sponsored by: Silent One 
"Do not be afraid of death. Death transforms to something wider. Death is...

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Anchors Aweigh...

destination unknown
for this Earthling
stardate: February 26th, 2022

At sea since time immemorial
I relish being alone
upon oceanic expanse
yours truly doth bemoan
me gal Sal (one among
numerous female confidantes),
no matter, she easily
mistaken as a crone
magical powers keep
her manning...

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A serpentine row of pillars of stone  
Winding through farms, woods and much weeded track
Like suture marks upon earth's bordered skin,  
And white-washed, each proclaiming its number in black.  

Stones planted to...

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Anchors Aweigh...Destination Unknown

Weather beaten cap'n,
     and watertight bewitched craft
time tested since maiden voyage
     (circumnavigating the globe
back in the day
of my youth),
I ranked tough as a pitbull,
 ...

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If slavery was a choice, as some have agreed, then what are we?
If watching your father and mother endure rape or murder was a choice,
Then why do we sit on idle hands, while Trump eradicates...

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Long nosed earthy bookworm knows 'bout Angler Saxon

Shell yours truly share hook line
and sinker, regarding how I nearly
fell prey to off fish shill
doom for umpteenth time?

Ya haint got no choice... to late,
cuz eyes already clicked...

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Crow's claws carrion campy carping
nsync nocturnal teenage mutant ninja turtles
analogous to scuttling
(think) browed beastie boys scarab beetle
brandishing sharp small scabbard swords

delightedly digging daggers deep
into deadened prey
rotting roadkill repulsively reeking
formerly (mere moments ago) once
fancy free and...

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Why do I do it, It’s hard to explain
This obsession that’s driving me slowly insane
The dark hours seem endless, the boredom intense
You would think at my age I’d have more common sense

The weather’s ‘Brass Monkey’...

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A foggy morning with dreary overtones
Can cause the spirit to spiral downward
Eliciting slow-moving, guttural groans
A foggy morning with dreary overtones,
It makes us feel like decrepit, old crones
Roadblocks in the way of moving forward,
A foggy morning...

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I’m drifting away from who I once was
Being a quick silver,
Turning into a hypocrite
Carping about the sense of becoming void
And contorted of turning pedantic

But then I sense a chime
A drone reminding me of the propaganda
Realising...

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Live for the moment, be in the present

Life is filled with ups and downs obviously
It is never a straight road as everyone wish 
It is a bumpy ride with fast twists and turns
Hence instead of...

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Perhaps on hind sight they may decide to add more time they may fix the presets 
to make 
them open they may even be more user friendly but they missed it for the first time...

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mystical sunday morning of a smile
an inward lightly scented
point of view

elusive wisps of crisp air
jazz brushing across the wet, warm sun/sky
of bluish, outstretched
blue

uncluttered by any
unremitting
angel.  bad or good.
restored form grand sorrows, or
not.
whether fettered to...

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The picture 
She bends over the lace making table
Fingers swollen knuckles hard and round
Silent conversation hands to cotton, cotton to hand
Weaving and wefting
 Curling and carping
Each lazy loose strand.
Arched back and shoulders
Eyes squinting to see
The...

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An inner voice narrated her life;
It began to chronicle every happenstance,
each ordinary event
as if there were indeed a story unfolding
toward a nagging judgement of her being.
It chastised, painted her as a victim.
The Teller had always...

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There’s nobody except a saint
Who never utters a complaint
Though there are those who seem to thrive
On kvetching to keep them alive.

“The chair’s too low, the waiter’s rude
And do not ask about the food!
The light’s too...

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Who Will Win the Debate

By Elton Camp

Public housing is where you’ll live
All type of criticism folks will give

The public will either hate or extol
For many things beyond your control

Every move the press will scrutinize
Let’s hope...

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When a Poem Is Criticized

By Elton Camp

As for all those who will post poetry online
Severe criticism is a thing they can’t mind
We must be prepared for some expert to tell,
“Nice try, but your poem didn’t...

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