Long Clog Poems

Defecation accidentally clogged...

for the umpteenth time 
during spate to sit scrawny buttucks 
on porcelain throne id est 
videre licet toilet bowl...
with toxic water brew threatening
to overflow onto the floor,
and hence found yours truly (me)
immersing himself...

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Intertwined in everything and nothing. Apart forever and never apart. Always reaching, never meeting. Intertwined in nothing and everything. 
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I twist and turn rising higher. 
I’m forced into destruction and anger. 
I want to dance...

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I am feeling the shock of fast change. How to cope with it is of course the question. Listen to Beethoven through the neighbor's window? Look up from the page? Appreciate doves even though they...

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Politics and Poetry – is hate really the answer

Why write a poem of hate about Trump
He’s been there just over a week
Though Hilary Clinton the people did dump
It still matters not what they seek

He cussed...

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{"I anguish myself with the presence of a loved one to keep me alive inside of my head. 
Call me crazy, insane, a moron in all depths of despair, but my reluctance for somebody to...

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“For other answer”, told, “ I cannot lean
Than do it, because to honest question
Must follow action, with no word between”.

We dropped down the bridge with its progression
Where following it is reached the eighth bank,
Then I...

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Human Sack Gruff Ice Agonizingly Glommed...
Murderously Skewered, And Torturously Zapped

Directv linkedin to accentuate
piddly money crisis, tis zen uneasy fate,
I imagine dragons gyrate
ting, and licking chops, faux masticate
ting, no matter I didst pre
   ...

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A bunch of paparazzi came into town, with new toys, and an added crew.
Yes, we were now to meet the technological ages, latest break through!
We were suddenly swarmed by drones, that they very aggressively flew!
Nowhere...

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Twas the darkest of nights in the prarie woodland
Little Red Riding Hood walked the raven strand

A steamy fog cut through the bleary bog
The rancid odor of vaporous springs did the air clog
A venomous frog full...

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{"HOPE splurges angst my rib cage as I thrust aside the bed sheets and allow them to bundle up on their own. There was a longing extravagance in my spirit. 
The voices were painfully appalling...

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Alpha Bet Cap Cha

Just twenty six letters of the english language to whit
twisted in various & sundry combinations pit
this bull dog of a canonical wordsmith with true grit
to craft bone a fide filigreed grammatical parts...

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Of Cars in Malaysia Part 1

In this part of the world where I am at, a motorcar is every somebody’s must have…
Simply because reliable and regular scheduled public transportations is not as we should ...

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I adopt dainty etiquette
when quenching thirst or dining
to buzzfeed growling beast
inside me tummy.

The missus requests obedience
raising both my little fingers in the air
upon taking beverage or repast to lips.

Additionally, she also requires I
(well healed husband...

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I was working my way north through Kansas,
selling hot dogs at a traveling fair,
the pay wasn’t great, but it was still a job,
and I met all sorts of people there.

We’d set up for a week...

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A poet dreams, a poet writes
Words of passion, mostly unlike,
Like a rhythm nation, they rock in time
Coming from strange but gifted minds

Like a blank canvas that opens up so many feelings and thoughts
 Writing words...

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Moggnome was a wee little soul from Tashee, 
standing on tiptoes, he might reach to your knee.
Pomegranate face, fringed by dandelion fluff,
a thickly thatched head, and like that wasn’t enough,
for it grew on his hands,...

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they warned me
against extremes
intensity must not be indulged
"Flying in between
is your safety scene
not too high
not too low
don't look too longingly below
don't fly too close
to the sea of his splendor
the blue green of his eyes
hypnotize, mesmerize
desire...

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People think plants are not violent 
This is where I will tend to disagree
Have you ever seen a vine strangle a tree?
What about when a fly is devoured by the Venus?
When the weeds clog the...

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(The final part of my serial "Do Not Listen" poem. I had written this months ago, but hadn't felt confident about posting it--until now and with a few edits.)

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Do Not Glisten, Child! of my early...

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I was in a bar in Texas,
in the eastern back-country,
with three beers already inside
and another draining quickly.
It was a perfect redneck bar,
the kind of place I love,
with sawdust on the floors below
and taxidermy up above.

A...

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I am a differeent incarnation of  a poet who garnered a lot of praise for writing a poem on a 
subject matter a lot people thought of  consequence, as do I.  So...

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Dear Miss Monkey Manners, I am writing to you out of desperation,
It seems that I may have a problem with excessive perspiration.
As a lowland gorilla I live in regions of extreme heat and humidity,
And my...

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Dancing was my favorite pastime.    
On the dancing floor
I would clog, and I would shimmy 
till my feet were sore.

But one day my dancing ended.  
I've myself to blame.
Here's the story...

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Everyone wants free help from that Computer expert, Hubby of mine.
They want to know his computer secrets, on what he does, each time.
So let me give you some hints, for he’s brilliant, in what he...

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Everyone wants free help from that Computer expert, Hubby of mine.
They want to know his computer secrets, on what he does, each time.
So let me give you some hints, for he’s brilliant, in what he...

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