Long Cha Poems

(alternately titled: idolizing childhood's end
today April 25th, 2021
generates elusive warm treasured memories).

Akin to significance my eldest sister
felt toward her “Willies” –
(totally tubular fuzzy bendable contrivances
analogous to an outsize pipe cleaner)
until she became a tweener
my Matty...

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Days passed, and became weeks.
Weeks became months. Soon it
Was June. "Everybody in the pool!"
All the kids communed. Molly and 
Dolly joined, in the cool blue zest.
The children answered the heat
With all day swimming relays.
Dolly and...

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Moe
Larry
Curly

Shep 
Joe

This Three-Fifth Stooges moron quartet
are brain-slow slugs you don’t wanna IQ know

Just sitting on a milk crate,
waiting outside of the MGM studio gate
Moe, Larry and Curly passed my way

They were yukking it up,
talking clown...

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(21st century pearly white prosthetics,
restored jaw bar wah key) 

Aye noel hunger bristle,
and when false teeth soak at night 
     in tandem with stubby facial gristle
har reckon noah kisses
 
 ...

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August 13th, 2021 – twenty two years since...

Wicked bad designed day poem originally crafted
then alternately titled for no particular rhyme nor reason: 
courtesy Doctor Donald Dossey  
who coined paraskevidekatriaphobia. 

August thirteenth nineteen hundred and...

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The finis sing touches touché

Knead dull brows knitted; 
belief system I cogitate 
gearing thee ordinary bipedal hominid 
acquiesces to deck the halls 
of the mountain (dew) king with boughs 
of sister golden haired 
sprinkling angel...

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01001101 01111001  01010110 01010010

yeah ...
they hijacked my mind, man -
hard-wired my neural synapses
said I'd be famous ...
(wealthy, certainly)
With MY financial issues
what choice, really?
Family no longer cares -
they gave up on me ages ago
(who can...

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My contingency measure in case of…götterdämmerung

A scenario unfolds
more abominable among
any previous warring factions,
his wicked weltanschauung
charred effigies futilely hung
against regime of brutality
considerably more unbearable
than infestation of fruit flies brung
about courtesy evil monster sprung
shortchanging restless and young.

Seconds...

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Opening Day with a Little Delay

Take me out to the ball game
 Of balls and strikes - bloopers and perfect games; 
 Basket catches, ERA’S, country hardball;
 Foul balls, the pick off, intentional walk, the...

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Apple of my eye darling daughter numero deux gifted me...

Twenty four years ago –
February 4th, 2023,
whose existence begat 
by this dada and da mama aye
revel in your bursting at figurative 
seams viz maturation, and know...

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Lima describe how yours truly went Peru zing...

thru truckloads of his personal communiqués broadcast
(methinks quite some years ago) across world wide web,
but now still smarting from selfishness, I feel quite aghast.

Yes practically every word
needs be...

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Addictions, restrictions, afflictions, decisions,
A needle, a bottle, step down hard on that throttle!
Disaster, no more laughter, destruction for years after.
Placate, eradicate, fornicate, masturbate,
Addiction.  Restriction.  Addiction.

No more art, no more heart, another false start.
No...

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Messiah’s portent
His advent, descent, ascent
Returns to cement

Apostates conspire
To douse the prophet's hellfire
But reap God's backfire

Curse your weighted scale
Your oppression leaves a trail
God's scale will prevail

Salvation has highs
Persecutions brutalize
Faith to exercise

Human worth erodes
Divine judgment at crossroads
Man's...

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Sometimes I feel I know nothing about life

But I do know something about Kenya

I come from the gustily, hilly terrains of rural Ingavira

Where huts form bungalow sorts of flawless beauty

An ambiance of warm soothing atmosphere

And...

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“It’s all in a day’s work
 Tryin’ hard to defend
 The time that I spend alone.”
     ~ Chaka Khan, “What ‘Cha Gonna Do For Me” from the album  UNSUPPORTED CODE...

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(Alternately titled always look on the bright side of life)

Armageddon wold be a morbidly amazing, 
   concluding (reign of Homo Sapiens)
   fascinating albeit simultaneously catastrophic boon
dog gull to accompany 

 ...

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Ms Agnes finally presented herself in front of me and ordered me to stand. I remember 
feeling small as I looked up into Ms Agnes' face, looking into eyes covered with an opaque 
blue film....

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Huge life like mockup 
rigged up to bark
dare buzzfeed outsize monstrosity
diet coke, McDonald's and meatloaf
pet banality, execrable, and misogynistic words
greets visitors at formerly named
Mosquito State Park forever known as
Donald Trump State Park.

Whom so e'er decreed...

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I awoke to a clashing and clanging coming from my kitchen; in the hallway, I did stumble upon a frying pan.  A cautious peek revealing nothing left me to grab that frying pan for...

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blowing balloons signaling 158 years since Appomattox
(Alternately titled always look on the bright side of life)

Armageddon would be morbidly amazing,
   concluding (reign of Homo Sapiens)
   fascinating albeit simultaneously catastrophic boon
dog gull...

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zilch = the current net result dabbling with said medium
which upside per literary skill 
   allows, enables and provides
a golden opportunity 
   to write my own nonestablishmentarian epitaph.

Though gleeful at assiduous...

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After beguiling charisma,
damnable excoriations fixedly,
gamely, horribly, insult jesting,
kibitzing, loosely mindless nattering,

outlandish pablum, quintessentially
representing senseless trumpeting,
unswervingly vapid wordy
X-DOUBLE-MINUS
yawping zest.

If ye did not already guess from thee 
above blimey claptrap, Das English flap
doodle glib human incorporates jokingly,
kookily,...

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The alphabets were standing in a line 26 strong,
The Language Door Keeper knew at once something 
was wrong...
No verbs or nouns or personifications, no sentence
structures, or punctuation. 

What is the problem The Language Door Keeper...

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I’ve been sitting here for long lonely days
In this small space that I cannot escape from.
I am one of many other dogs in their own small spaces
where we stay in a long row, all different...

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Love Songs and Es·cha·tol·o·gies
?esk?'täl?jes/
All songs written by John Fiordelisi, aka Johnny Rockk, copyright, , 1990

Part one: Love Songs

When I sleep, I dream of you, you, only you.
When I dream, I run to you, you, ...

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