Long Glibly Poems

For some enchanted evenings...

The following scenario imagined
after the hoopla of
Democratic National Convention miracle workers
Kamala Harris and Tim Walz
trumpeted politically wholesome zeal,
and achieved advancement
propelling them ahead
in the race to the White House.

Unlike the hangdog expression of...

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Hair gets grey, withers he but seldom wise 
To know why nothing thrills him more than lies, 
Why man’s pen portrays obscure truths in grey, 
Why his mind’s chisel carves out misty clout 
So grotesque...

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Anchors Aweigh...

destination unknown
for this Earthling
stardate: February 26th, 2022

At sea since time immemorial
I relish being alone
upon oceanic expanse
yours truly doth bemoan
me gal Sal (one among
numerous female confidantes),
no matter, she easily
mistaken as a crone
magical powers keep
her manning...

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Mister money bags no more

Ah..., how I idolize the days of yore
before June twentieth, and twenty first
two thousand twenty three
when utter senselessness wore,
a trail of woe brutally
ravaging and savaging mine psyche,
yours truly attests gullibility tore
and...

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They channelized the news
the quick zapped flash of fact undeniably
taking the opportunity by storm
by the contortions of varsity
they proclaimed so devoutly
the new acceptable norm
of an already butchered normality

And who with applause
with the legalized blurb
of an...

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(alternately titled: Zayda born April 9th, 1929)

e'er since his birth,
     his daring do didst not abate
the penultimate most spectacular
     concrete incontestable product

     constituting...

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Anchors Aweigh...Destination Unknown

Weather beaten cap'n,
     and watertight bewitched craft
time tested since maiden voyage
     (circumnavigating the globe
back in the day
of my youth),
I ranked tough as a pitbull,
 ...

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written twelve years ago
when yours truly about two score 
and twelve years old,
and fishy financial fiasco
about twenty six weeks
before being scalloped
courtesy villainous fraudster
otherwise known as scam artists,
blithely, glibly, and pliantly
fleeced with shear trickery
my coveted nest...

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Stepping backwards into our future,
blowing into the bag of our achievements.
Fabric stretching reality; ready to burst

Indianapolis track of progression.
Conscience, hard wired from the system
and morality, a discarded well worn tyre.

Digging mines to bury nature,
while we...

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Tonight my sweetheart shook his head

                             ...

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Yea, victors jest. They out-sped the cast of hunger’s cave.
Their cantors, ragged kept, did reach an faithful end.
They in the din o’ drizzle laugh, licking cool drams from stone,
as had they crawled o’er hot pools...

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(“Something From Nothing”, 2024, original encaustic)

Why There Is Something Rather Than Nothing

The great questions of existence
Arise and revolve around just that; existence.
And if not for this existence
We wouldn’t wonder…

So there IS something after all
Although something...

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The soul is right
The soul is good
It gets no credit
Perhaps it should

Deserves respect
Demands acclaim
We give it up
In someone’s name

Maybe a god
Maybe a king
A pleasant voice
That truly rings --

A handsome face
Virile and stout
Yells when to throw
The...

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This is dedicated to the
walking conversation pieces
to the crazy geniuses waiting until tomorrow to
procrastinate
this is for the night writers and red bull fighters
to the strange and the brave
the dedicated and sleepless
this is for all of...

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There is a moment that I have repined for
within the presence of a perpetual dream.
So faint to recall towards the mind's implore;
Though,finding vividness to bolster love's esteem.

And may I rent a shard of your imagination
to...

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In her tear and dirt streaked face
Her melancholy eyes still seek
Shifting memories that flit and flee
Shadows of the past still speak

A Spark of Hope for each passing glance
Searching for her love long gone
Rain or shine...

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*And when you'd almost bet
		You could hear yourself sweat, 
		He walks in.*  -Neil Diamond


I approached the cherry cherry 
fire bush in my garden.
“Who are you?” I asked,

	“I Am, I Said” answered 
the conflagrant shrub
in...

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Passions de l’amour vrai

The texture of your caresses, soft like an egret’s plumes
When you touch me, my soul’s sheathed longing ruptures
Your fragrance engrossing adorns scents of jasmine perfumes,
Sheltered snugly within your arms, you disrobe my...

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"Only a good guy with a gun can stop a bad guy with a gun."
So says the gun lobby—the bad guy with a gun!
School, shop, and street wax wet with blood,
But the hum of the...

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(John Day Fossil Beds, 2018)

Revisiting The Same Ground

Over and over again
I find myself returning 
to the same thoughts, ideas, histories
but now with years more experience between
and years more depth
behind what were once words
so glibly recited.

Is...

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Once a nation
Supremely white as driven snow,
Singularly Christian, white and male,
Purely untarnished, and aglow,
Grandeur unparalleled in fairytale.

Hence a grievance
Punitively bold as bloody hellfire, 
Potently prosecuted in seats of power,
Oppressively waged against objects of ire,
Prisms of...

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How long must the hostility and bitterness continue
The clear majority has made its preference known,
The higher courts of the land have verified what is true.

How much evil and vindictiveness are together sown
Like springtime plantings of...

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When you hear His voice call sweetly yonder
do you turn quickly to walk away?

When He soothes the hurt that another inflicted
do you glibly scowl and sway?

When He asks you to do a work for Him
are...

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His cloak's foul tent is what supplies, 
The darkness for the craft he plies…
His lair, "The Father of ALL Lies."

Victims who enter there "to cope, "
Soon find themselves bereft of hope, 
Like insects caught in...

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Brexit Sonnet No.2
‘Precious Time’
 

One Billion earned takes patience, faith and years.
To calculate it out on goodly pay,
It’s twenty thousand years of sweat and tears,
Twenty thousand years with little say.
Yet glibly do we quote this...

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