Long Fretfully Poems

Alice, did th' afternoon grow long an' dull; 
As your older sister did read an' mull? 
While in your mind, boredom grew- 
That you'd grown restless no one knew! 
That's what came before th' fall-...

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Fretfully aching to feel fit as a fiddle

After experiencing a severe,
albeit violent near lethal bout
of irritable bowel syndrome
(yesterday night August 30th, 2023)
triggered courtesy dulcolax caplets plus 
healthy portion of lentils,
I (a beatle browed, foo fighting,...

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Push the limits…try to find outlets and coping skills for yourself
Pull away from the urge to throw those childish, languishing fits
Explore and implore with me now
Feels drown away and fade somehow
Hooked to your melody
Haunted and...

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Felt like hurting myself tonight
Fighting with me, myself and I with might
But, now I want to dance the night away
Now, I want to sing my heart away
But, it’s time to rest
It’s time to try my...

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Oh Lord, I know this empty terrain…
I recognize this grassland; I’ve tread this ground
Long ago, I used to roam in it time and time again…and touch the Rain
I let the Rain… wash away my insecurities...

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In the cold of the morn with a crisp cloudy day…
A flat tire assailed a young girl, as she went on her way.
Young and full of life but definitely overwhelmed…
She was late for work and...

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Ankle wrapped, lipstick gleams
Music is heard in the backbeats of faint rhythms
This is just me, and myself

There are people           there     ...

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At night we do drown in depression and darkness because we have no heart,
At our darkest hours we see no reason to keep going on, to posses a living art.
At times of sickness we feel...

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Joseph was a young man excited about life
A maiden named Mary was pledged to be his wife
But then he received news that he could not ignore
News that hurt and the community would deplore
Though they had...

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Unsolicited feedback
across rock of ages woke
beguiling ghostly busty spectre
courtesy Marie-Antoinette,
(i.e. bride of France's arty choke
King Louis XVI) bespoke

let him eat cake, and (sic)
send back the bloody bloke,
aye suddenly begot idea rye
Jack Corner of zee desk
didst...

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Rapturousness wrought Unitarian
transformational spiritual rapport
traversing thru space/time
continuum appending increasing
chronological orbitz as an Earthling,
frivolously did cavort,

who (with ever more energy)
required exhaustively to sport
fretfully clinging to each moment
after downing a quart of port
poured by Norwegian bachelor
farmers of...

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KEEPING UP WITH THE DOW JONESES 

These here are the indisputable facts
I was born on the right side of the tracks
WITH People who only smiled if their stocks or equity increased
If not they wouldn’t have...

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Sometimes after Lisa and I do our early-morning 4 mile run (we treadmill in the basement fitness center if it’s under 43 degrees), I come back and lie on my bed, for just for a...

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FRAGILE HEARTS

F alse friends force me to feel fretfully furious, 
  R eason turns to regret as I remember the rejection.
    A m I antagonistic to anybody's approach?
   ...

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On this fretfully dreary and desolate day,
when at last the fading sun dipped his face,
I was grieved to realize love had led me astray.
Now, I am lost in a sullen, shadowed place.

When at last the...

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THAT SPECIAL SPARKLE

You, a lady birthed of beauty, sat so near to me
‘twas twinkling, swear that did I see
No, begged I with subtlety and silence,
please do not confuse me by such beauty seen
prettiness and pleasurably...

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INCONVENIENCE

Home :
Take one cube of gravy essence,
stir it fretfully, if I still dare,
into boiling, or at least hot-ish water;
such senior movements made with care

Care Home :
Drizzle ointments, yea, and potions
onto wrinkled tangerine skin
of arthritic hands,...

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A little nasty bee flew  
past the yellow hill – 
fast as running deer 
hunting a Rose tree. 

Dew drops from her sting – 
trembled the butterflies,
wings flapping fretfully – 
scorn was in the...

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words fail to conceive in an eager, eager heart
a twisted labyrinth of puzzled paths
never the twain to gainfully meet
beginning or end never to gleefully greet

a writer's most dreaded curse
he sits and fretfully fears the worst
in...

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HUSH, CAN YOU HEAR THE DARK BARK?

I dream of darkness
i dream within darkness
my dreams ARE darkness
black born and begotten by beleaguering and backward visions
visions which reverse reality with retrograde remorsefulness
and fretfully frightful forcefulness
vision of coal...

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