Long Fang Poems

Blog, On Poetic Contrast,  Between Dark And Light
(My two poems composed -one of dark, one of Light.)
(from my new blog)

(1.)

The Horrid Night, The Terrible Nightmare

 

In a dance of serpents the long fangs drip

poison...

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Is Joss Whedon ‘I AM?’ (1) Christ Reincarnate?
                  I Think That That’s Doubtful!

More than Trump ‘IS’ (1) (by...

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Ace colonoscopy doctor Kellen Karl Kovalovich

revisited January 23rd, 2024
on the evening before yours truly
(the one and only Matthew Scott Harris),
a stand up comic wannabe, who
historically heartily hales 
from Schwenksville, Pennsylvania
undergoes oh joy rapture colonoscopy.

Three days...

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Ace colonoscopy doctors Kellen Karl Kovalovich
and Larry Borowsky

Though necessary to down: 
four Dulcolax laxative tablets, 
quaff half 238 gram bottle of Miralax 
over span of eight hours, 
and if necessary even one Fleets Enema, 
I...

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Man: 		woman do not with me begin this morning,
Don’t want to go through the day with mourning.
Look I’ve got enough woes on my desk and shoulder
So I don’t need words that sting like adder.
Your mates,...

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A sodden dreg with wooden leg is dancing for a dime,

to sacred psalms and other balms, all ticking with the time.

He’s 22, he’s almost through, he’s melted in his prime,

his bane is firm, the canker...

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Horsemen moving camp I already saw ,
And storming to show themselves then to start,
And too sometimes for escape  withdraw;

Fast runners I saw in your land depart,
Oh Aretines, and gatherers to go,
Tournaments fight and also...

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Time To Cook the Rolls 

“Honey, turn on the oven to 350; the movie is starting!”

Soupy Sales is kicking back with June Taylor at Studio 50.
He is flirting with her leggy dancers as they feed...

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why are we here my friend? 

----(a soft growl came upon the wind of his exhale and he saw his own face, and gave a knowing grin akin to our softening skin) ---- 

why do...

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I am a pandora's box.

Let loose upon an unsuspecting society.
Once my night life begins,
complications arise.

Let me pen an example.
Keep in mind, it was not my fault.
well, not entirely.

I awoke in my usual good humor. ...

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When a woman I yearned for would not return my emotion,
I consulted a witch for a magic love potion.
She said there was an elixir that would suit my request,
Time-consuming to make, but was by far...

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III.
They wore skimpy clothing, like any whore,
and three of them Sol had not seen before,
but the tall leader with red hair and eyes
had once before been a thorn in Sol’s side.

“Why if it’s not Sonya,...

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On the brow of manhood I bore you
Dreaming of a successor to my throne
Invested wind and echo full of dew
Native prince, that was ever all I own
Knowledge and experience to make
Wealth out of nothing, like...

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From the kitchen sink at the window sill,
I see a house on the distant hill,
when as a child I had time to kill,
where now my spirit wanders still.
Then life changed on a day that’s dire,
we...

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Modern day scoffers say,
only the strong will survive
That the weak will be eaten alive
Only T-Rex,
cold-blooded logic will thrive

The talking serpents e-vol hiss, 
instincts of compassion and kindness won’t abide
Forgiveness is viewed as fleece clothing
to bear...

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“Do you like yabbies?” Barry asked. I replied “Are you sick!
I’d just like to ask you; now is the Pope a Catholic?” …
So we headed off across the ranges, where Barry’s cousin Ray,
had a dam...

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Dear Sacred Son,

I realize this feels like a Win-Lose
New Game Year,
with you as "Loser"
and so it is,
a self-fulfilling prophecy
equally as powerful
as if you could find a way to choose
this as a Win-Win Game
opportunity, with only...

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To Have Once Kissed The Monster Of Sorrows And Burning Death

I slow-walked hot desert sands,
cacti begging to stick my naked feet
volcano sun searing my white-faced skin
why, why has blindness sent me into this inferno
to wander...

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ELEGY WRITTEN ON THE DEATH
OF A PARAMOUR
How many faces shroud
A paramour ?
One, two, more!
He was vibrant
Man hood with veins and vines
Gushing passion
Historicity
Genetic thread bestowed
Chewing wild passions
Bit by bit
Anaconda devouring tender deer
Deliciously.
Adolescent love
Infatuations
Treacherous;
And on by virtue...

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                   O, I see you're coming back to Ella 
of the Cedar's Tale, more and amore, 
as...

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Scarecrow Addict
           

Gritted and dusty
Powered by flack jacket eyes
Bootsteps through grey puddles
Flotilla of cigarette butts
Trash kicked aside
In a desert of litter
Seeking the soulless of death
Chattering...

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Einstein Rolls the Dice

the paparazzi were all over Einstein
after he said make sure where the rope leads
before you kick over the chair
he wrote his own scripts now
Further Adventures in Archaeo-astronomy
tonight the constellation Vertigo
a place of...

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The alleyways within the maze are paved with rats and mice.

Evangelists with moneyed fists collect the sacrifice

from losers scorned and rubes reborn, and promise paradise,

while in the back they cook some crack, inhale, and roll...

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Salmon Run

A flurry of reds emerges distorted from the river;
As the Sockeye Salmon return from the ocean,
Following the scent of their home stream water,
Swimming upstream to the place of their birth,
In this, their final act...

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Do You Love Yourself in God’s Will?

Do you think you love your soul as much as I do?
You should honor this fact: You’re a part of God’s will
for my life, and your dregs are a...

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