Long Dallying Poems

I have been trying to find the right words to pen this verse, but since I came to this country my words are suppressed and my voice is oppressed. The wind is blowing furiously, and...

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Nobody lives in that house anymore
It was built to ridicule the poor
Nobody lives in that house anymore
They must have gone beyond the shore
The operator is no longer around
Greed has driven him out of the miserable...

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AntiPoem 4
“Santo and Johnny”

(Poet’s instruction- Play “Sleepwalk” twice by Santo and Johnny while reading)

Santo and Johnny play Sleepwalk on Fender steel and bass
Just oozing out their mellow electric dream sound as the
Santa Monica Pier exudes...

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Unquotabe quotes: Dancers - XXIII

Dance like Cassius Clay, Sting like Muhammad Ali.
The dancing Dervish’s ethereal trip makes the Sufi’s Qawwali breathlessness sound like the radio-astral waves dashing on the beaches of their consciousness.
The only unlicensed...

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I know of a river of more than average 
Sorts...
Meandering, when not dallying to maunder,
Between many differing contours 
And unruly contorts;
Where a privileged youth once
Happily sought -
Pursuing about his passions
In the traditional methods 
By which...

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Solitary rituals of mourning the write way, right?

Papa... bless his (your) heart and soul,
impossible mission your second born
sole male heir cingularly communicates,
viz his avocational crafted poem, since
written words, mine metier
write most pained words

with great difficulty,...

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I am sitting on the park bench waiting for a friend
I am sitting on the park bench wondering 
When it is going to end
Chirping birds flying from tree to tree
 Dancing to their predicted destiny...

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Unaffordable, yet valiant speeding, 
tailgating, and zooming Pep Boys, I cannot dodge. 

Yours truly grief stricken
(sob... sob... sob)...
wheely hard to bear
this anticipatory anxiety
riddled joker impossible
mission thwarting despair

death knell tolled (told),
woebegone news, I did fear
hears stunned...

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Yes, our Creator's Love; this always comes and it goes between to good people and or thing, and in and between Him just as each uses this all; to remain faithfully helpful; to this effort...

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(not that ye wondered, 
but simply tubby like totally tubularly clear
The Epic of Gilgamesh will not be extolled here).

Though thoroughly well mapped, parsed,
     scrutinized vibrant wonders zoom
plethora, sans newly discovered life...

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Misery accompanied, haltered, tethered... tattered web

This health conscious lx year
roam'n, hoodwinking hoodlum doth wear
two pair bullet proof underwear,
(which confession rarely trumpeted),
plus yours truly admits unclear
why tibia long in the tooth fellow,

prevaricates with tongue in cheek...

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I KNOW YOU, you're me because I am you

I know in the dark when you think No one is watching, in your head you question  !! 
In feeble struggles your weak mind tries to...

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narcissistic negativity in higher learning.
nods of forget-me-nots, knots in shyness
satisfying unconfidence - look at me,
don’t look at me, pass by, stop...please.

brat in me left for a funeral, fuming dissonance;
meanwhile friends thought I was dead, falling
off...

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Act 1: Scene 1:  (As the curtain opens, we see the bulky frame of Farmer George. He paces 
the worn floor of his large open kitchen. He has just come in from harvesting his...

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He sits and mourns and weeps within the Willow trees.  A sodden forlorn form, 
alone in his own company.  bemoaning fate as destiny's joke.  While keeping in his 
cups.  An addled...

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"Propitious the rondos' end-bold-in their cachinnation frilly whirlwind-June bugs caught up all about 
us flopping-around in-their-daily-dallying, teasing toying, have-left me-rather-intrigued."

"As the-many-shimmering-bass' billowing-up-soaring-about-a foot sometimes-a-foot-and-a-half-
or-two-above the waters under the clear skies-above-us-fall back down-into-the surface-to-try 
and catch...

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Argh... dog dam mutt
(boot exhausted tending Milan Collie)

If only father time could... but
yea right Matthew Scott cut
your losses, accompanied
with sinking feeling in gut
ready to vent off steam
start fire next time and burn

(billy me I merrily...

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That Day In ‘73

That day in ‘73 was as clear and pristine as glass ice,
Torched by a brace of smitten souls falling in love.
There was no lush music to be heard in this duet,
No swiveling...

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I.

I dreaded those days before they came
When I had to look at you laying down, weak as I stared at your frame
And many treasures that couldn't make you stand up
Glory is nothing to those gone,...

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EAGLES ENCOUNTER

Mi was doing my nite rounds..
then was a student at a local varsity
when i had an encounter with them eagles
they offer me peace...salaams..
but they were really trying
to appear nonthreatening

one of them asked mi a...

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The continued story of this poet
Haters r going to be mad that I even wrote it
Here is where I give u "The Business"
Like a lightning bolt striking with a quickness
Trust me, u haven't heard the...

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Bedsit 
Sit beside your bed 
And wallow there please 
The world doesn't want to see you today 
Even you don't want to see you today 

Oh god why does everything hurt 
And why do I...

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I've got this involuntary fascination with procrastination

The coop I file claim to for keeping my record an all time high for being poster child of mildly lackadaisical along with low key insane...

Playing the blame game...

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I often wonder
as I wander through wonder
receptive to the signs
projected from minds mines
exploding in invincible
imagination invisible

like cloak and dagger
I search for the truth
whether it be within me
portrayed without my boundaries
leaping bounds

offering sounds
collected in the skies...

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THE MICE ARE OUT TONIGHT

The mice are out, it is a wonderful night
The waxing moon is in a laid back mood
Mice pass through the grass out of sight
About “em, there's a mysterious attitude

The mice are...

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