Long Funk Poems

Like Hannibal we crossed the pass and crossed 
   the Alps (okay, the Brynderwyn Hills) 
and a bridge too far on north-west passage.
   From out of the Valley of Mizpah 
to...

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Long in the tooth male doth recount, reflect, reimagine...
his woebegone damn dental daze today May 5th, 2021 

No particular rhyme nor reason
garden variety indentured flunky (me)
revisits his salmagundi salad days, 
when oral blight smote 
left...

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There is a new mythology emerging, 
Howling from the hind end of the pack, 
Scorching the composted leavings 
Of established orthodoxy as a pillar of flame 
Showing the way for true rock & rollers. 
It’s...

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RED SEA

At the mouth I lay splayed
blood trickling, slowly dripping into soft mud or red Akashic ink
             mud of my anus, ink of...

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Will you, won’t you join the dance,
We like to dance here every night,
Moving slowly at the speed of light.
Won’t you give yourself half a chance,
Even two left feet are alright.

The Bipolar Coaster is an excellent...

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A tale of greed, power, 
deception, discrimination and 
love. 

Miller, daughter, king—
All the actors are present
Except the small man. 

The king summons the miller 
for some reason. Summons a 
humble working man. 

Miller, shaken, scared,...

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Incomplete metamorphosis of distilled adolescent...

therefore he characterizes himself as an anomaly...any idea why?

Mortified, petrified, stultified, et cetera sheltered, 
and mortally wounded prepubescent,

I consider myself
analogously buttressed, cocooned,
garrisoned (for bing keeler), 
hardened, insulated,
where cell baited jumping frog
o'...

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Yesterday I was in a little funk
because I got peed on by a big skunk
             took a long shower
    ...

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tweaked to pass inspection broadcast on the double
(alternately titled snafu: ma bell heave hubble
vehicular repairs (prohibitive)
finds me bleary eyed stupefied
and countenance grizzled with prickly stubble
collapsed amidst virtual rubble).

Best sung courtesy rotten dull liver:red worst
after words...

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In a smokey room, each time I awake, the dream again descends.  Deeper into the 
abyss I fall to a sea of melancholic funk.  Souls waft by on clouds of imagination, 
clinging to...

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(written a while back)
 
What a blast…
Nothing lasts…
So, listen up…
I’m drinking sarcasm’s cup

Can’t stand the envy
Can’t stand the anger
Can’t stand the rage
Can’t stand it

Can’t stand the stubbornness 
Can’t stand the hatred
Can’t stand the dread
Can’t stand...

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I cant stand there and watch you burn, its my turn 
I wont let you get hurt, even if I get burnt 
If I hear you cry It will make me die  
All this...

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There is no greater sorrow then to recall in the most miserable times, when you  were happiest.
Only our pillows know the great amount of emotions we hide from this world.
All the pain, hurt and...

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Panting, running, paying, fuming,
Bumping, swearing, hurrying, driving,
All because today is the thirty first
Of the month, why are we all nigh to burst!
Got to buy groceries, go the butcher
The dry cleaners, the florist, the baker,
Did i...

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A decade of growth and decadent boom 
People didn't mention the debt elephant in the room
It was the charge of the bull
Many pockets were full
The search for a higher return was the motivational pull. 

But whilst stocks...

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Freedom foremost, and the will to fight
to keep and protect our natural rights.
Nightclubs, jello shots, disco balls
mechanical bulls, beers cold and tall!
Baseball, football, and basketball games,
crazy rodeo riders on horses untamed.
Books by the millions, more...

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Once on the vast placid sea,
Was a bucket whisked 'long currents so free.
   He was as a boat
   And he ever did float,
Unknown to Care, Worry or Hurry.

But one day, there...

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GEORGY BUYS A CAR

                         A man named Georgie had a few--
...

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Four empty years 
- Filled With –

Four life times have slipped away. 
Left, this barren, a broken plane 
remaining in the throes, locked in, 
great moments, in memories hoard. 
where all of one’s life is...

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Before golden opportunity
(goes no argh hue mint 
the way of Long John Silver)
doth fade and dwindle
not necessarily cuz the missus
did (NOT) bribe and swindle
an ambition (for nor rhyme nor reason)
arose to kindle...

Affectionate communication
employing (figurative) gambol
probably...

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I dream of sleep,
Though when it turns dark,
I try shutting my lids,
But they’re stuck in park.

I seek out the fridge,
Pour milk in a pot.
Then scream out in pain,
Because it’s too hot.

I plop in a funk,
And...

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done near got clipped yet even tripped
out on the patio blasting the stereo
my son was inside eating his Cheerios
man that kid don't quick eating some ice cream with another lick
it seems that times like these...

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Funkin AT THE CHICKEN SHACK – Tony Adamo - 1990

Jimmy Smith was laying down an incredible riff on a wall of kinetic sound that was oozing out of my car radio.  I was on...

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For Bob Dylan

sheltered from the howling winds of vows and scattered souls and sweltering hate

she is a refuge from the blistering sands of dread and loss and torn and twisted fate

when the emptiness inside becomes...

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It’s a holiday weekend, all of the ‘fellows’ have Monday off.
At lunch Wednesday, Lisa said, “We need a throw-down.” 
So, we made some invites and started spreading word around. 
“You know, we all work hard...

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