Long Clamored Poems

Some pro's and con's of being connected to virtual reality

Dune not be bashful, grumpy, leery
or any other contemporary dwarf man
regarding countless less well known dwarves
(that never got a chance
to play a bit part) such as...

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Some Pro's and Con's of being Virtually Connected to Reality poetic verses

Dune not be bashful, grumpy, leery
or any other contemporary dwarf man
even countless less well known dwarves
(that never got a chance
to play a bit part)...

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Harriet Harris née Kuritsky...

Despite being a nineteen year old bride
she wed Boyce Brandon Harris
half a decade her senior,
(where I ranked less than a twinkle in their eyes)
during the month of June 1955, 
not quite half...

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Impossible mission to sleep on opposite side of marital bed...

Oddly enough even 
when frolicking in the autumn mist
with seasoned super tramping 
cheaply tricked out goo goo dolls
some resembling Indigo Girls,
one foo fighting beastie boy
unable to...

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A traveler dwelling among refreshing springs
The busied day was drawing a close
Evening dishes clamored loudly to sing
Outside my door a whipping wind blows

Working to rest a goodnight rest
Again I hear that whipping wind that blows
But...

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Mine Nightmare With Social Anxiety,...
Now Mostly Purged

Decades removed when body electric
felt tortured reverberated, and quaked
with MegaDeath repercussions tattooing, 
piercing, foisting, ensnaring, drubbing
 
drum beat indelibly 'pon psyche NON 
MEMORABLE years gone bye felled 
psyche with...

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Designed To Communicate

Poetic  justice often can communicate;
Never humiliate or ever to prevaricate;
Open a mind;
Curiosity find;
And much more interest in you create.

To me, this is what the name of the game is.
How do I wiggle...

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Always be true to the blue and purple river
That flows through your veins
Time will find you in the end when all is right
The curves of the world all spin to make things right
It’s all there...

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De Andy Lee (part one)

Talks about the little Lady Lee and me,
It all started at the first flight
Our adventure had an origin---
From Off-ego was where we met
So dazzling was her beauty that
Caught my eyes at...

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I never knew she was bleeding and pleading,
Until I turned to see the blood in her eyes,
And the agonies tearing her apart.
Rejected and dejected, she gasps for breath, 
Humiliation and intimidation - written all over...

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who felt incorporeal storied power 
   of Herman Melville as zen unseen aid 
instructing hypothetic rich kid to drop out of school 
   before his/her first grade
coz of all the money...

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Cobblestone Echoes
                          by Odin Roark

Ancient stone
keeper of darkness
of auras reaped...

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The path was long and arduous
And night began to veer
O’er trees, and lanes and rusted gates
Its' shadows breeding fear

Unbridled Wind wisped ‘round
Tombstone crosses where
Hissing its’ frustration
Loudly in despair

It sought to nourish fears
The shadows did create
Searching...

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Half choked by a rising paroxysm of rage, then nisus,
The brittle and mirthless smile on his face were pathetic,
A nonaged;
Amputated and broken with a heart big but beats quiet,
Suddenly, he sighed deeply, from a kind...

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She was born a little different,
In fact “she” came to understand that “she” was “she” much later,
Some usual description of physical changes came to make her a full “she”,
As an adult she clamored for attention,
Run...

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The Braille of Cobblestone

 
Keeper of darkness,
of auras reaped from high seas,
vast is your harvest
of earth rumblings beset by molten tears
to charred obsidian made hard glass.

Such reflects primate-memory
once clamored upon by man and beast running,
dodging...

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She was Auntie Mame, Cher, Bette, and Liza with a Z to those amongst us.
Children clamored for her attention, twirling and whirling in her presence.
She was happy, joy, enthusiasm, personified, if you got to know...

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A glowing presence appeared before me. Was I asleep or was I awake? 
I thought her first a stranger; she wasn't a stranger at all. 
“What is your name?” I asked. She said her name...

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written a long time ago

Aghast
Sans shutting the dresser fast
Lest drawing to cloths to the past.

Akin to dredging up sedimentary muck
That metaphors me whence getting stuck
During adolescence – which lasted decades 
each 'n to barreling driverless...

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For such a time as this: 

…when enhanced community quarantine
causes angst, grievously torturing…

...when lockdown brings ennui
of senseless boredom that seems to be forever…

…when pandemic’s cure
being clamored for is still uncertain…

…when disease-virulence continues to attack
inflicting even...

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He’d have to take his new jeans off to swim
Or mom is sure to paddle his tail.
So, his skinned them off, climbed atop the railroad bridge,
 folding them with the greatest care, laid them on...

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It's midnight and perhaps late April,
The gunshots thundered sporadically across the roof,
Suddenly, an awkward silence crammed all the rooms.
Favour Akachukwu Onyekachi ran to the lavatory for safety,
But saw something creeping on the wall.
It was as...

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That morning he headed off to the store as they were having a big sale
In life he was looking for more as lately things had become a little stale
It was Faith this department store was...

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He sat on his tree stand looking out
Over a field layered in frost.
He’d found his way without doubt,
Even in darkness he didn’t get lost.
Getting up early was the cost
Of getting a shot at a deer,
And...

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One Scary Night

A joke, a dare 
Come on, dont be scared
I am not, I stammered
Alone, up old brown stairs I clamored.

Inside, I could swear I heard them laugh,
Where were the lights, around me spirits dance,
The...

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