Long Dropper Poems

I Am The Final Word And The First Word


I’m having another one of those night sweats again. 
I am on my back here as naked as David, 
On this slip-covered sofa of mine, 
Counting the...

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On a historic, emotional night of March 28th, 2015
It was the most important hockey night to be remembered

While the current players played 82 games for the season
This member played only 1 game for one true...

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Scarcely the Dropper-- a roach antennae Felt,

Some Maudling exterminator of nakedly inhuman hands.

Boiled renunciation falling sick With life itself,

For Libido has and Always Will Be…. the most Impersonal of instrument.

Stepping out and through a purple...

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Samra comes here often Pretending she wants to buy stuff Or is looking for something
What she is really look for though is me
She wants to know who iam
She wants to know what I do
She wants...

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The Evils Of Drugs  part I

What are the evils of drugs? How do we know when,
we encounter them? The evils of drugs are everywhere.
They seem to sneak up on us. Usually you start by...

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What the Butler Heard
Extract from a memoir

Lord Illustrious Penge of Lampwicker Hall,
Welcomed local Toffs, to his Name-Dropper ball.
Noses upturned with a touch of conceit,
Hob-Knobbing with gentry and gentleman elite.
Colonel recalled, his luncheon with Churchill,
Discussing backbenchers...

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REVENGE IS SWEET

Once upon a time
almost toothless
The hunchback hag picked
~ a juicy red apple ~
With malicious intent

Toward her stepdaughter foe
The sinful fruit
~ perfectly round ~
Like her snow white face

The mirror mocks
The wrinkled old witch
As she...

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John Deere riding lawn mowers in fields of high grass 
can sometimes be cruel to small creatures that live within.
My brother, Jimmy, twelve years old at the time,
noticed a puff of fur fly out from...

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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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When I was in third grade,                             ...

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It's been weeks, but you, Royal and Linda have been on my mind...
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If only I could find the words 
to comfort your grieving hearts,
I would gather them all up,
put them in a box

and wrap it...

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11/11/16
"Water"


On land and in the water

Ores such as copper


The M.V. P. of the entire roster

Back in the day they use to call me Harry Potter

Show me a lady that can cook like Betty Crocker

I'll appreciate...

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The cup
The mauve coloured love
Filled with tea or coffee
Impish and flirty
Richly ripply
Indulgence in anarchy
Fascinatingly
A festival of crimson glee
Agelessly

A cup of happy time
Smile seated on sweet lime
Tempting me to crime
Of misappropriation for tasting rhyme
Between hungry life...

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She was on the ground
Draped over a mushroom house
Almost hidden under poison ivy
I almost stepped on her with my hiking boots

My singing stopped immediately
I was concerned, but not surprised 
For I had run across them...

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NAME DROPPER

One day I had lunch with the Queen
We ate fresh garden peas round and green
One of mine rolled toward her
Sent back in short order
“No thanks, One don’t know where it’s been”

On that day I...

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Knock, knock who's there in my bathroom?
Jan the princess of posterior interior transfer

Knock, knock who's there not in my hot tub?
Cheryl the magnificent moonlight moon pie muncher

Knock, knock who's there in the pickle barrel?
Dale the...

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Great Evangelists must be very strong
I think Billy Graham really belongs                        ...

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Author Dana Redricks
June 8, 2027

I got rhythm in my soul. I got that fire in my soul that makes me stand up and be bold. I know this world can be cold. I have that...

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I must have been six years old
When my Dad came home one day
He had a shoe box under his arm
What’s in it? He wouldn’t say

Mom said it’s a surprise for you
It’s something that’s really great
You...

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It's these times the brainwaves' brimming 
But there's no cored means to articulate 
Hooked at a slant of transcendence 
Staring down fat glimpses of life lived through death 

It clots red-black, thick in the dropper...

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She used to take my calls and commandeer them.
It was all about her.
If I wanted to add something she would have to “go”
which meant hang up.

She would always beg me to bring my other friend...

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Types of fall

We all taste the physical one
After Earth’s Gravity has won,
With zest we rush at the fallen,
No big deal there, so no stalling
“You’re okay! Please, don’t mind the slip”
That is: if uninjured one’s hip;
Victim,...

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YACKETY-YACK
This broken pencil was just a nub – no longer usable.
I wanted to jot down the amount of this playbill dated September 08, 2001.
However, I decided to save the amount in my contacts of my...

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A dropper of winsome Fall
in my cat-eye irises.
I fall for this payday of
solitude and promise.

God’s mercy and grace
in the Southern places
of my soul, playfully sourced -
Autumn in living color.

I saunter the shadows of treetops,
burns of...

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Please walk away or turn around,
as  i might loose control tonight!
Please try not to shut my mouth tonight,
or i might kiss you at a moment!
Ask sun not to set,
else i might hug you tight...

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