Long Droned Poems

Molly sat on the backyard porch 
Watching the kids play when Dolly 
Emerged from the doorway and 
Sat with her. "Hey sis how's it going 
Girl! Dolly seemed jovial. Molly 
Replied, "I guess it's going...

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                             Brahman Nemesis

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The children called Damian into
The foyer to inspect their
Achievement. Damian came
Down the staircase and looked
Around. Pleased with the
Organization skills of his
Offspring, he Loosened his 
Belt. And asked, "what do you
Think of yourselves, you think
You did...

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Walls Make Bad Neighbours

‘All in all we are just bricks in the wall’ deconstructed by Pink Floyd
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Green eggs, Spam and grits
Sam and Pam had their fill,
Then made their way to Main Street
Down WhoDat’s Whatsup Hill.

Waived "Hi!" to their neighbors
To show them that they cared.
All smiled except two who
Just stood there and...

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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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The Room of the Unrequited
By Roger White
    That evening, stillness permeated the lavender-scented room.  Dusk crept through the windows
smudged by oily fingers, The day’s twilight left a dull umbra on wall...

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I was a skillful, amiable nursery worker, cultivating blooms in a greenhouse,
Like feverish and fragrant blooms, often grown in redbird's green treehouse.

Hours were spent sowing seeds, adjusting conditions, and also and pruning,
As June full moon...

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Somnambulant schlemiel schleps...and says Shalom...

to anonymous readers March 22nd, 2022
(blustery and chilly Tuesday)
reminiscing about mein kampf,
when precious irretrievable youth
frittered away within
emotional wilderness of mine.

Into lonely senescence -
more'n three plus decades 
plus three extra orbitz 
around...

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Schlerotic schlemiel schleps...and says Shalom...

to anonymous readers March 6th, 2021
(blustery and chilly Saturday)
reminiscing about mien kampf,
when precious irretrievable youth
frittered away within
emotional wilderness of mine.

Into lonely senescence -
three plus decades already elapsed
trepidation, hesitation, abdication... unbearably
tugging, shouldering,
remonstrating...

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Last call for alcohol, embargo 
              on the cargo headed for Fargo? 
         ...

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We celebrate Guy Fawkes although he did not quite make the grade

I know and understand rebellion threatens thus he met his fate

Could have been worse he could have blown of his incendiary hand

Less body parts...

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It was a Thursday afternoon, 
and Katie was in school.
The teacher droned and droned and droned 
about a number rule.

But math was not on Katie's mind. 
She yawned and checked the time:
the minute hand showed...

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Sheer Phawn was not like other jungle creatures. She did not blend into the landscape.
She was not fearful of the unseen dangers, or the dark shadows, or the lack of sun.
The secretive cloak of the...

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Thunderous bang
Blinding flash of lightning
A loud clap
The crack of a whip on air
The storm raged on
The endless shower of the heavens
Continued to pour in a furious gush
With a staccato matched by no other
Droplets of water...

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no one saw it coming they never do
the phone poles were giving off sparks
dogs began to howl birds flocked to the sky
A Plymouth hubcap of immense proportions
quivered and droned in the air over the capitol
television...

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Schlerotic schlemiel schleps...

Into lonely senescence -
three plus decades already elapsed
trepidation, hesitation unbearably
tugging, shouldering,
remonstrating accumulation
of "baggage" thumb

of right hand thrust out
silently raving, quaking
cursing ultimatum parents
(soffit to fascia in)
saw fit to fashion
and hammer home

red hot poker rage
their...

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I feel the scorn;
         white lies, beneath,
        alabaster, undaunted, cold.
         Remaining unborn;
...

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* 
It happened in a moment, during my 7th grade English class   *
As we studied classic literature; “Evangeline”,  the poem
A substitute teacher, wearing shoes of polished coal     ...

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I do not know
Whose excitement was the greater
My dad’s or mine
As we boarded the bus
To a long-lost dream
Of verdant fields
Rich with the fruit of native soil
Of crystal clear streams
Where laughing youth
Was spent in carefree
Abandonment.

My dad’s...

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Today, meandering through the clutter of the local antique store,
I almost tripped and fell over an object partially hidden on the floor!
My hands came to rest on an old-fashioned school desk sitting there.
It reminded me...

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my fondest memory of church
had to have been the day that girl from my confirmation class
whom i can’t for the life of me remember the name of now
showed up in a skin tight neon pink...

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The powers that be, undefined, ruthless, opaque authority 
Shapeless, bodiless, upstanding folk, coercing the majority 
Overseeing applications, supplications, ensuring conformity 
Specialists in quagmires, minefields, esoteric bureaucracy. 

The powers that be, model citizens, high ranking royalty...

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They suddenly barged in their tanks and trucks
Covered in various armaments of war.
Their vehicles droned, piercing the silence,
Cutting deep wounds in that fertile land,
And desecrating the once sacred ground.

Rockets flew like meteors across the skies;
Bullets...

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COLLEGE STUDENTS SHAPING MY WINGS



"She did this" and "She tore my paper, I’m red mad!" 
"Miss, tell her to quit copying my lines!" 
Every nail of rampage was tolerable, 
as bright awakenings made semesters less...

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