Long Duller Poems

Unquotable quotes: The Janitor, Gardienne, Landlady, Housekeeper, Portero, the Sereno and the Hausgast – XXXI  Part One

Be they so named or not in these here parts, visions of shrieking furies with Gorgon heads and...

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Each ego identity,
whether of busy bee
or slacker sloth,
recreates its uniquely sacred eco-Other,
mutually capable of Win-Win intentional experience
and memory
toward appreciating capital investments
in further living, not deadening, artifacts
through each personal life 
both cooperative and competing
so far.

So
every shrinking...

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The Tale of the Duck

The morning was crisp and in need of assist
    from the sun to warm up the day.
The Dragon needed some food to lighten his mood
   so...

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I awoke the next day, with a soft smile,
Not awakened by the screeching and the moaning of the demons beside,
But of the intense breathing of my collaborator,
Crouching above me, glaring me down with eyes abhorred
Though...

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I was an enthusiastic painter, striving to apply more verve and color,
Like sunshine dreams, of blue-gray days, that couldn't be any duller.

Painting had for long been my passion, but had turned into a career,
Like the...

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There once was a man with Trumpian crown
so heavy it caused him to frown
when he gave it away
some folks say to this day
it grew lighter while revolving 
more democratically healthy around.

There once were most men...

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Before you pull the trigger for that person’s color, don’t’ you already know that the calm, peaceful, and refreshing shade of a tree holds a color? Have you ever been angry at a tree for...

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A passer-by once told me that I’d “better heed and behold thee”
“For I transcend the spirits and I’ll show it all to you!”
When he said “Your spirits are gliding and they’re here be your guiding
Light,...

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You look back at your life
Wishing you had more to show
Wishing you had done more
You find yourself periodically saying
That you've always wanted to do this and that
But never had the time, never took the time
You...

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hummingbirds are God's gift to us . . . 
          with their unique "flight" -   their agile hovering and darting
   some with...

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There you go,
back, far back into the woods once more.
I wish you knew the names of all these tree.
They are distant aunts, and old soldiers,
warriors of coincidental conflicts.
Blood soaked relations of relative ghosts
seen now only...

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Once upon a mind.


A lonely soul sleeps inside my heart.
It has given up on trying to be my star.
The light has dimmed; the finish has begun to become duller.
I have never been anything other than...

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Eight Mile Rhyme Bubble Bath Battle

You want to love me don’t you
Why won’t you
My words will soak into you just like I told you
Do you feel my flow?
I’m soft rhyming iridescent sultry slow
I’ll drown you...

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Today is National Pretzel Day…the day to give our hats a tip
to the long-suffering cousin of the more popular potato chip.

I’m not sure how it happened…why or where or when
but in a list of the...

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Blue is the colour, blue is the period, blue is the mood
As Pablo's mind sunk, on the meaning of life he did brood.
The death by his own hand, of a friend that was close
Left Pablo...

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Things look differently in hindsight
Objects, ideas, and people can take on a life of their own
What once existed serenely now rears up on its scaly haunches
Breathing a most fowl and unpleasant exhalation
An all-encompassing shroud
Like an...

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Oh, to be in England 
Now that April's showers have gone
And whoever wakes in England
Sees, some morning, aware,    
Deep division or apalling apathy almost everywhere,
Most do not applaud at funerals or turn...

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An example of Hutinashro form.  Hope you enjoy!  Or don't...I don't know...you do you.


I saw all the vivid color.
Life lived and butterflies fluttered.
Everything was truly perfect.
The birds all sung in harmony,
I lived and...

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Listen my children
and you shall hear
on our NewMoon ride
with Paul
the Wickedly Queer.

Paul, my dear,
beloved muse
conserved his loopy horse
for just GoodNews.

His forest lanes
restored rich in color
resilient and dynamic
yet aging unfortunate duller.

Paul the Queer
rode hard his horse
until...

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Do you really want to love me;
Like the kind of way you want to;
Do you really want to hold me;

Then Hold on, Hold on

Place me in your protection;
Give unto me right direction;
Be more of a...

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There we were away for the weekend
a break to rest relax and eat well
in the countryside with no bus route
took the car there left to its parking shell

We stayed in really lovely hotel
staff so friendly...

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The seasons revolve in sublime spell,
joyous essence I feel within me dwell.

Summer’s departing footsteps I hear,
as blazing sun mellows down at noon.
In autumn meadow dew pearls appear,
the leaves rustle, they’ll be gold soon.

The seasons revolve...

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The Stately Iris Flower

Bearded irises are tall and stately in form
They grow from rhizome sculptured leaves through a storm
Standing stiffly upright or curving at the tips
A swollen stem where nutrients are stored at the hips
Spring...

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This knot..... 
A second of your time 
This colour........ 
a thought 
 
This ongoing composition, 
your time here, 
your doing, 
your volition 
 
Live your life 
as a tapestry 
Each knot, 
a thread in time...

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This knot..... 
A second of your time 
This colour........ 
a thought 

This ongoing composition, 
your time here, 
your doing, 
your volition 

Live your life 
as a tapestry 
Each knot, 
a thread in time 
Each colour,...

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