Long Cribbage Poems

Incomplete metamorphosis of distilled adolescent...

therefore he characterizes himself as an anomaly...any idea why?

Mortified, petrified, stultified, et cetera sheltered, 
and mortally wounded prepubescent,

I consider myself
analogously buttressed, cocooned,
garrisoned (for bing keeler), 
hardened, insulated,
where cell baited jumping frog
o'...

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Dad is that you?    What are you doing there in the mirror?

I am trying to shave and I don’t need any help.

Do they shave in heaven or is it just cribbage and...

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Like the early morning mists 
That rise from the waters’ depths
Memories emerge in swirls and twists
Foggy shadows of lives past 
Of them all, childhood scenes outlast
‘Membrances of dear, familiar faces and  
Fragmented moments of...

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Come on artists
lets play a game
its all different to me and i want you to see how i am different
and let me shine as you sign up another way 
as i prove to you my...

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We were both born in November
               ....... just two years apart
Having you as my big sister
     ...

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Incomplete metamorphosis of this stilled adolescent...
petrified, sheltered, and mortally wounded prepubescent

I consider myself
analogously buttressed, cocooned,
garrisoned, hardened, insulated,
where cell baited jumping frog
o' Montgomery County ne'er
went leaving larvae stage,

now no divine providential
power can assuage,
yours truly metaphorically locked
within...

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Winter morning light filters through lace curtains,
Reaches down, spills onto the corner kitchen sink,
Through east and south facing windows.
The glass jar, the scrub brush and pad in plastic butter dish,
A down-turned, empty yogurt container,
The pink...

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Generating a ring
     of bright waters, which
currently meanders, ponders,
     and then streams - twitch
ching reflexively as flora
     and fauna lap rich
text chard liquid
...

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Thanksgiving Day has always been a special holiday 
A long tradition celebrated with family in a joyful way 
In my younger years we went to my grandparent’s house
When I was young and single and later...

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Been waiting for fifteen minutes to connect my call
Not sure if the location code is known.
Keep getting invalid number please try again
What’s up with this phone?

Oh, I hear some progress in the line communicating.
Hope it’s...

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ONE-WAY  TICKET


Whoever wrote the adage  -
Stone walls do not  a prison make nor iron bars a cage  -
Obviously never spent a life-sentence  in solitary  - an age.
With nothing to...

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My Imagination Wanders  : To Be beside “YOU my Dearest Most Only Beloved Lenore”
Yet: I crawl through the crevices of the Graves, to Deep Craters, of my Living Hell
My Dearest “Nubbies“  , I...

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The Trivial Pursuits of my fun youth
involved challenge more than I’m so Sorry
or look for a Clue while driving freeway.

We’d fend off Trouble without undue Risk
during long winters playing Canasta
or racking Cranium. Wins came brisk.

Soon...

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It was a foggy, rainy day,
Slight breezes skipped across the bay,
Touched the shorelines and the hills,
Across the fields, buffing houses
And chilled us to our bones.

I and my brother Gerry were
Playing outside and came back in,
It...

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Two old men meet for coffee
once a week at a diner while 
their wives play cribbage. 
Jim says he has a problem. 

His wife leaves the water running 
in the bathroom sink late at night.
Jim...

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