Long Forfeiture Poems

Once pawn a time...

About four plus weeks after
frazzling fiasco from friggin fraudsters
white knight still mourns swindled money
Lynne Costello Senior Civil Investigator
(assistant to Philadelphia attorney general)
unable to recoup forfeited funds.

While holed up in castle keep,
(albeit fetchodit...

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My jubilant latent, nascent poetic tribute to black history month

Which acknowledgement ought to be year round,
similar to altruistic, humanistic, and philanthropic
unconditional acceptance and respect
crafted with the following words 
mostly written January 23rd, 2023,
cuz I, (a...

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Nascent poetic tribute to black history month...
crafted before onset when people of color  
got acknowledged for twenty eight or nine days
depending if leap year occurred. 

Though I yam Caucasian,
rightful to honor most bitter
racist genocidal...

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My nascent poetic tribute to black history month

more apropos and alternately titled: 
praise to thee people 
of variegated melanin color,
whose immense understated improvements
and enhancement of webbed wide world
worth more than paltry words
of yours truly can...

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The moral mortgage of mice and men 

Yours truly quite astute,
especially regarding cute
little field mice, also known 
as meadow voles,
which imprecation one doth emote,
when aforementioned animal burrows inside
leaving pellet size poop in their wake
suddenly presenting...

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As Barbarossa roars into the East.
its southern barb cut swiftly to the core.
And as it raged the slaughtering increased,
consuming any force that stood before.
His swift barrage devoured the ranks of Red
as iron divisions consummated death.
These...

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They left me in the woods…a simple game of hide-and-seek, only there was no reciprocation. I’ve been here for so long, the imprints my knees have made are now pools of mud from the rainstorm...

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part 25

there is enough pretense to deal with
when the future delivers
disappointment after disappointment
and the roles you play become stale
and you cling to the trend in the graph line
breathing without permission
and noticing that what goes in...

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]=           THE STRANGER MAN  (1)

Once a foetus when I began the venture
And sloughed from the cove of the womb
Now closer the monstrous possessions 
I...

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Poetry knows no age, as thee Marcia
Abramsohn (the former ex lady friend
of my late father corresponded with me
some years back)
wrote (by hand nonetheless,
a long lost art) inlaid with ambidextrous
zealousness impossible to identify,
which hand crafted artistically...

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Two way street 
a common road
so much esteemed on the way one go's
Those who build a world with hands
and the bodies beaten to build those plans
Others figure with minds of brilliance 
while charmers amass financial...

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Poetry knows no age, as thee Marcia
Abramsohn write (by hand nonetheless,
a long lost art) inlaid with ambidextrous
zealousness impossible to identify,
which hand crafted artistically colorful
epigrammatic ghostly hint emblematic

of former exuberance toward English
Language..., perhaps other once
vibrantly familiar...

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this just one example of many peoples
   UNFAIRLY subjected
to subservience and exempt
   from enjoying the fruits of their labor.

January twelfth two thousand and ten
(original date this communique writ then 
kept wedged...

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January twelfth two thousand and ten
October seventh two thousand  eighteen
and again August fourteenth,
two thousand and twenty one 
witnessed near annihilation and destruction 
of the Haitian nation, 
(especially courtesy first and third aforementioned)
whereby countless/ nameless...

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When a tree is felled....!

When a tree is felled, a sad ring of deathknell,
With it goes for many - their tiny places to dwell!
How much of Earth will man's greed consume ?
Very many forms discovered...

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- - - -
To the gardens. . . of celebration!
- - - -
As the birds chirped,
the sunlit golden,
the merry cries of 
glee, for upon this
day a proclamation
of love ever-after.  Though
ne'er yet had the 
splendor...

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January twelfth two thousand and ten
   witnessed near annihilation and destruction 
   of the Haitian nation
whereby countless/ nameless individuals 
   e’en the strongest Herculean type men
   crushed...

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January twelfth two thousand and ten
October seventh two thousand  eighteen
and again August fourteenth,
two thousand and twenty one 
witnessed near annihilation and destruction 
of the Haitian nation, 
(especially courtesy first and third aforementioned)
whereby countless/ nameless...

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The struggle of life is water to the soul.
  It’s taste is no indulgence.
    It’s abundance drowns and rots.
An inevitable tide
  With an infinite, invisible guide.
The body is built of...

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Mister Government Taxman,
IRe See
you’re reaching into the citizens’
		              pockets again

Mister Caesar Palace Chamberlain,
your adept eyes
	       ...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Thirty-One

The Tent-Vendor’s son kept whining and wailing on the road
Such that none could even hear their own thoughts mocking aloud:
“Now what doth yon Sirrah untimely break open our...

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Among the other thugs in his circle
he is considered to be a statesman
Like them he compromise his values
if he has any to get what he wants from
whomever, he plays the fence on both sides.

As statesman...

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Naked to Nurture.  Naked, to Nurture.



Why not naked into woods?
We yank up gumboots.
Enshroud our piggies in wicking and itching sockbags.
Hoping to holdfast against the forfeiture of bought heat.

The city slickers in their shiny slickers
clasp...

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Hackers

Systems’ dare-devil invaders
And secret passwords discoverers:
Into the privacy of computers intruding,
Their mouse masterfully clicking
And their sleeping documents awaking,
With treasured, classified files
Going unauthorized miles!

Jumpers at an opening door,
With throat –slitting knives
Rather than keepers of either hand...

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Snake oily palms
got a-plenty 
under the table plans

Synthetic sly reptilian smile
bewitching many
Picking pockets with a hidden hand

Real filthy lucre fingernails 
have the zircon gluttonous glow
that enticingly Endora sells 

Dirty laundered money
boa clutches 
that unclean epidermal...

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