Long Fuzzed Poems

7/9/17

Getting stuck sucks
Call it tough luck
You must be nuts
I don't know you enough
So why would I just
Put very much trust
In someone that already bluffed
Over petty stuff

Mosquitoes and flies starting to buzz
A lot of sweat and...

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I always knew the cider mill was across the road,
Down a little ways from Grandma's house.
This day, it must have been October;
The afternoon sun was shining hot; 
The side of the road was dusty.
A steady...

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The sirens and mermaids
called up from the deep,
untangled mesh nets
blithely held out by sleep.
There the first to emerge
were the sighs and the nods,
they sank then resurfaced
in clear Morphean pods.

I found myself wandering
on a wide stretch...

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How do I talk about a man who stood 5'9" tall, an average height, but attributes 
made him stood 9' tall. His face was plagued with fuzzed ball only a daddy should 
sport. Handsome as...

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Air smelling lavender lily, in splash of wild flowers.
Bowers of rustic rosebuds, first love fragrance hours.
Cloudless skies exalt blue, fuzzed in luscious green.
Daffodils of yellow beams, bloom with night jasmine. 
Ephemeral path of blue birds,...

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Illness you had, 
made me sometimes mad.
But seeing you begin fat, 
and laying you flat, 
making speaking you like a rat.

But I fell inlove with how the amount of puppies and humans you pat.
And in...

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spring melts into summer’s light
proving wrong that still despair,
chilled in winter’s heart,
has corroded to the marrow

for even poppies bloom
in broken fields and shell holes
bones blanketed in shrouds of moss
trill of larks cross no man’s land

as...

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Flesh is a better word than bone
dried far better than fried
listless better than witless
Verklempt ever so superior to weeping

or am I wrong?

bone is white, lonely, brittle, bleached, stripped, broken?...beached, deserted

Flesh is rich, soft, mushy, tender,...

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thank you Walt Whitman

oh you foolish ones 
bordering on change of life
standing still for a moment
before full manhood embraces

how brave and daring
strident, filled with never ending life;
brash colts with tricks and
shameless lures for pretty young...

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You came to me, what a freight
On that lonesome winter night.
Frosted tips and glistening everything white,
I will never forgive you, for taking away my landscape of green suede.
I loved her, growing more, you made her...

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A moment lost I cry for now.  Memories
fuzzed by the event that stole from me.  I
long for that moment back to piece together this
shattered self I am.  Confusion mounts as I
slowly slip...

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How much more comfort than being well buzzed;
clarity and purity still intact!
You offer hope freely, fixing the fuzzed -
gift beyond gleaming gold bullion stacked.

I could almost laugh at my foolish ways,
except for the sharp weapons...

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the blood scratched upon the fire lit cave
Before
the first inks stained the taut stretched carcass
Before
masters of words and colour
changed the blank screaming page
Before
the shadows burned the glass
and smiles were discouraged
Before
the spinning drum
Cast the trotting horse
Before
black...

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