Long Chopping Poems

A Stolen Memory
A Mirthful Chorus
By Sy Roth 


We surrounded him 
Asked to let go.
She stared at the misshapen face,
Unshaven sandpapery skin 
Eyelids a tabula rasa
Fluttery sere skin
And we could see the humor blossoming in his...

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"That also has a steep drop off the far side of Home Sweet Hell" said my soulless guide as he pointed in the direction of the nearby screams. 
I could see what resembled silhouettes or...

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Long before Christmas had become a jolly folklore,
I met a grandfatherly man...
He was clean shaven, tiny and crabby,
And always wore a floppy black suit, his name was Mr. Atnas.

See, I was at such...

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The past was locked in with very little 'right of passage'.                        ...

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I

These days I forgive myself everything. After all
I'm alone and unhappy so I give myself a little treat
whenever possible. On summer nights I remember
the good women who loved me but live with their husbands now.

This...

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How we loved the same
Foods, had the same dreams,
Wanted the same future, longed for the
Same life together, loved the same movies
And songs and books and colors and clothes
And people. How we knew what the other...

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Doomsday Clock minute hand...

hovers over 100 seconds to midnight 
as of January 2022, 
which apocalyptic prognostication
established by the Bulletin 
of Atomic Scientists
maintained since 1947, 
the clock quantifies a metaphor 
for threats to humanity 
from unchecked...

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I have been listening to the different sounds around
The town and they can tell you where you are bound
I have been listening to the sounds around the town
And they make me want to frown,
 good...

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those early attempts at a Mexican food
no store bought cardboard taco shells
she had to prepare her own
the appearance of the tortilla press
the arrival of the tortilla holder
became a beginning to a menagerie of new tools...

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woo hoo. Donald Duck film at school today.
I'm so happy I'm five, cause now I get to do
all the fun things at school.

Donald showed me what to do if a fire comes to my house
to...

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You are dying for a simplified system when your economy is filled to the brim; you are looking for a simplified system so take a ride with me to the gym. 

You want your meal...

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Darkness swells from the depth of the sea,
waves crashes against waves,
the mad sea roars and vomits vengeance, 
it belches and yawns at the sound of her name.

They have been drifting for many days,
entranced with panic,...

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I went fishing with my brother Ron, and a bloke named Tommy Grace.
We had camped along the Tarago where we could fish on Harvey's place.
Ron brought along his rabbit traps; he don't like fishing much...

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I tried to find a place at sea to set my aching spirit free so I took a ride in a dug-out boat and row towards the foot of the mount.

 No one was in...

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I'm willing to bet you've never accepted the idea that pain can be enjoyed. Perhaps you've mildly entertained the notion, but never truly grasped it's fundamentals.  Well my dear reader,  we have much to discuss. ...

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Nursing and nurturing
can often be used synonymously.
To nurse a baby
is first to nurture a cherished infant.

They share a nutritional history
of healthcare giving
and receiving,
delivered best and most durably
when care works coincidentally both ways
in all Win-Win bilateral...

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Tribute To Youth And The Days Imagination and Boyhood Dreams,
Poem One- Inspired by my own youth, also by Mark Twain's,
books, "Tom Sawyer" and his, " Adventures of Huckleberry Finn "...

To thee of beaming sun, virgin...

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Do you always have ready excuse
In your pocket for times that life throws you a curve?
What if someone you love ups and dies?
Does it matter at all if they took their own life
Suddenly they’re not...

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In the evening, the passerby while lonely passing
Heard some noises of an unseen cart on other way
Which he mistook bone breaking, tearing, chopping,
Murmuring, rumbling, trembling sounds all around,
He was confused, fixed, feared and crying uttering
“Is...

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WHY I LOVE NEGRO  SPIRITUALS   

I know why we sang those songs;
Why I LOVE NEGRO Spirituals-
I have a spiritual 
connection to
those songs we sang.
We sang out messages to the universe,
and to each...

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I quite enjoyed writing these two line poems for the Bantu contest - the idea of the call and response with two different statements but the same sensory response to each line. A bit like...

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Death walks around like thief in the night looking for someone to start a fight; it knocks on every door with an AK47 rifle in its hand and a barrage of bullets in a container...

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THE BOW LEG-GED GIRL
I took all of your tank tops and your hose and your sox,
and I put them all together in a little brown box.
I put all of your dresses and your shoes in...

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Write a long poem 
And get the premium membership for free
Why is there always a criteria constructed by fellow bees 
But we always make it a challenge as we always aim to please 

Like writing...

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It should come to you as no real surprise, that the selfsame pro-choice and 
infanticide of twenty eight days to murder their newborn children, who survived 
abortion.  Most likely even if they were never...

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