Long Dullard Poems

If there is life there 
must be an encounteration.
Even the moons and 
the suns, all get to return 
back if they passed 
to their eventual 
transportation. The morning
lights shunned and pass 
like flying clouds. When...

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they disturb, deep behind my sleeping eyes
  ......
  retune my tautened strings, replay my frets
  vignette movies spin reels of dreams discovering
  fresh slants on shadowy delight
  the foreboding, ominous,...

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One day I wish to know, 
as the scars of devils do, 
when your eyes, married to the auburn fox, 
will remove their pantheon of petrified ghosts
and lay with me once again.


Lay with me again...

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Something I've long been curious about is the great disparity between our 'waking lives' and the lives we lead whilst dreaming. We all dream--that is a pysch/biological fact, even for those folk who claim never...

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Case closed

I was locked in my closet
Thinking deeply with so much fear
Eyes pregnant with a load of tears
In between the four walls, I sob
But my mind insists, saying
Peace be still
If God is involved, then
Case closed!

Arise,...

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The art of talking 


If you want to talk 
And in the process want to learn the art of talking 
Then you are requested to sit down beside me 
One more request to you 
Please...

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A stone's cast ----

   but what great arm has set about the motion?

   was not the first mother reared? ----

   her children on the smiles of angels?

  ...

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Come unto her not with pious words from a pulpit’s herd of unsure-footed sheep.  Rather, come unto her with deeds that her lamb needs, your bloody knee spurs speak to hers.

Come unto her not...

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There’s a monkey tag-team of mo-rons 
running things   ~   Polly Would Pinocchio style
Dumb and Dumber dolts 
got dim a dullard king Dumbo
dunce chair directing

Elephant Man, with the carrot top sage
He’s a...

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In my city
No one care to know your photograph
They only noticed you as a mere human
No one care to know the malaise on you
They only notice you as fixed in vacuity

In my city
No one care...

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The Fifties were really and truly not all that square
Though that dullard Dwight D. sat in the Executive Chair
And his frumpy wife Mamie had really bad hair
Matching those dowdy, plain dresses she'd wear ...

While husbands...

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Why am I born in this world?  I ask myself.
Am I not a part of His creation? Why so to me?
They strike me hard that I’m out of self.
But I look at things as...

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I dream of magic lines but they  elude me.
Chapbook on acrylic tube  palette, janus-faced cave in 
at the crack of dawn,
crescent moonlight awnings turn to  circus of the  soul, 
images that...

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Apples in orchards


Apples in orchards crashing like snowflakes to the ground,
They fall into the baskets to be eaten now.
They have ripened and at last we can taste their juices;
This fruit of the loom brings pleasure...

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Save Yourself

My soul they took for all it’s worth
These demons of the underworld.
Who inflicted rules, I shouldn’t have shunned.
But I dismissed their advice and chose fun;
And jeered their jest and mocked their pun.

The elements fade...

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Nude - descending a staircase slowly
San Francisco Bay through the plate glass
Fog horns telling each other, "Beware"
To this world I was given a pass

I sat on the dock in sailor's gear 
When she approached from...

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A starlingly, stunning woman, she!
Who, like a slinky cat, came silently 
into a smoky room.
The wide-men took notice and loudly 
gasped....."vava-xoom"!


I honestly  don't know, what was so 
special about her.
But those big floppy hats, shades...

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Book

Book, a limitless source of knowledge
A companion to its lover
Through it we become intelligent
From it we acquire ageless wisdom
It can turn a know-nothing into a genius
It's turned a dullard into a great surgeon

Book make us...

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When I was  a toddler Father was brilliant

Taught me many things and with the wonder

But as I got older and the passing

Father grew slower until fifteen when..........

He eventually became a dullard

Told me my friends...

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I know anytime you see my scolding message or a raving and ranting message, you used to mutter that this person is so jealous in love.
But anything I did and I'll do is not out...

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Cliches drive me totally crazy.
They make my thinking more than hazy.

Two words in particular, you are already familiar with.
When a dullard uses,"they say", I want to scream, forthwith!
.
Look you now at the way, some respond...

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A Lad from Chile

There was a lad, who came from Chile                        ...

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Devoid of inspiration,
my hands suffer hesitation.
Drought, no percipitation.
Always good inspiration.
Bury me in brazen light.
One line of sensation,
while my verbal mind cramps so tight,
it drowns in its perspiration.

Like a drawer and his animation
Like scoring dope at...

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The hill wanted to be a rippling river and it opted for a sex change surgery
The dancing falls now gurgle pink with two masters in maths and English
She applied for a lecturer's chair where they...

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A body enmeshed
in the dullard traffic
Intravenous circuits, downhill highways
By my side, snaking waterways
Ruthless traffic now bashes
No faces, no lyrical intimate
Blast out like canopener 

This soul-flying i have dreamed
Skyscraping every distance
The wheels of time shift
I ching...

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