Long Cellulose Poems

Scotch Tape Sweepstakes

The easy to handle
sticky sided material
made of a variety of materials, including
cellulose acetate, polypropylene,
PVC, and adhesive
(alluded to in the title)
applied in an innovative manner
allowing, enabling, and providing me
the means and ways to affix...

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The first anniversary since being pelted...

with pistachio shells April 3rd, 2021
sitting in the exact same chair
yours truly sat three hundred 
and sixty five days ago. 

Watermelons, grapefruits, oranges...
lobbed at yours truly ruled out,
hence the missus...

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Pelted with pistachio shells April 3rd, 2021

Watermelons, grapefruits, oranges...
lobbed at yours truly ruled out,
hence the missus dreamt up bright idea
to enfilade me courtesy pistachio shells.

Rather than just hurl one at a time,
(she who unwittingly helped...

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Tuck into the public
private seclusion.

My aversion to inclusion
includes a stub, a tub,
a carelessly careful curation,
a velvet rope, a hint of hope,
a folding chair, softened and stickied 
by foam and frothing soda spills.

A not soundless though...

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18 Stoic Faces
- by Bob Atkinson

eighteen stoic faces
faced four who had come
to read the erudite refrains
of poets both dead and gone

readings were in earnest spoken
for respect for some who had
garnered from the establishment
accolades, awards, well...

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Lyricvixen's Dark Cherry Blueberry Chocolate Ice Cream (Low-Calcium)(not-vegan) )

11.1 oz - (OR - 330ml or four 1/3 cups) Embe Coconut Milk -
             ...

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How can I live without sugar, fructose, glucose,
I love cookies, candies, pies, and pastries and cake;
oh that sweet, sweet lactose, dextrose and cellulose,
grandma's cherry jam and her cupcakes and cheesecake.

I love cookies, candies, pies, and...

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If there were 
only MORAL coins 
and no MINT coins
people's would have 
conducted sans sins

Sin smeared 
Moral coins 
would be akin to 
Self Demonetised 
Unfit coins for trade
good for scrap grade 

Pristine Moral coins 
would...

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Like castles build in sand
The wave of time has left me nothing
Of letter or rhyme, I made
Since my hands stammered my heart
In broken spectra of words.
My childhood is lost, and manhood's bud
Like ash in the...

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I’m a young boy 
A single mother’s son 

I’m a young beach beaten by a tsunami
Sent by an undersea earthquake delivering ripples of death 
Carrying my mother and hers out to sea 
Ravaged sands asking...

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When there’s just too much news
That has more wrongs than right—
I watch those old westerns
In good old black and white.

I’ll watch that Rocky Lane
Or that Johnny Mack Brown—
Tim McCoy or Buck Jones—
Ones that once were...

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Supermarket celebration
shoppers are cytoplasm searching
for cellulose, muscle, photosynthesis.

Oils, petrochemical and vegetable
love: faith and trust
for instance, the Food and Drug Administration.

In America, the custom is
to avoid meeting the other shoppers' eyes. We graze
like cows or wander...

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Energy is neither created, nor destroyed
but does transform
witness the log burning in the fireplace
cellulose and lignin combining with oxygen
yielding heat, water and CO2
and with you sitting so close beside me
another transformation's coming on.

Yet cracks appear...

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Hunger 4

So much food such little time
With so much on my mind
As I consumed the New York Times today
While others read it
My stomach grabbed me by the throat
Made me feel its pain
It screamed; “Feed me...

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peering on the window, water apple leaves
sway with the breeze, dancers of the night
in green veined fingers cast quirky shadows
against the cream-colored concrete walls

beneath them, i turn to the porcelain cup 
in my hands, whirling...

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It's impossible to step outside of alcohol.
It's like finding a new road map, curious and invigorating,
Until you wake up to the old, brighter consciousness.
The binging of drink is Life Immobile.
The non-creative dream-state of 
Fools and...

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By Parizo Van Thulare 

The rock of my soul 
The flower with a scent that makes me whole 
Always down with your pose 
Always glowing my cellulose
You come flying when I'm holding a pole
You are...

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September sun setting low,
Fall in all its golden glow;
Anticyclones hold transient sway
As mist forms ,at the close of day.

Dogwood,jasmine,marram grass
In flower ,as pressure fills the barometer glass;
Evening primrose in scented bloom
Fill Autumn with  pungent...

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Seaweed, another nutritious meal,
With an acquired taste in a meal,
I desire for my breakfast,
What is the purpose,
Is it the cellulose,
That is so delicate to be pulled by the force,
Enhanced by the source,
Here, I found the...

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Dogwood,jasmine,marram grass
In flower ,as pressure fills the barometer glass;
Evening primrose in scented bloom
Fill Autumn with  pungent perfume.

Sycamore seeds twirl and twist
Onto a fairy-ring fungus tryst;
Stink horn capped with slime,
As carrion beetles pass the time.

Bramblings feast...

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How can you stop time?
The precious moments past and passing.
The wreathed faces of so many friends.
Snap shots, jogs to the imminent fog of age.

Can you stop time? Should you try,
so many pictures so little eye.
Will...

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My soul, I thought this day
That no one shall build an earthly station,
     But he that means to win but attention.
     And lose his place in heavenly...

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Often referred to as the woody core, hemp hurd is the soft inner core of the hemp plant stem. It is highly absorbent and rich in cellulose and great thermal and acoustic properties. The hurd...

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