Long Globs Poems

A Stolen Memory
A Mirthful Chorus
By Sy Roth 


We surrounded him 
Asked to let go.
She stared at the misshapen face,
Unshaven sandpapery skin 
Eyelids a tabula rasa
Fluttery sere skin
And we could see the humor blossoming in his...

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“We need to talk!    Something I perceive as being nothing short of scary’s now been going on for several years…it’s got to stop!
Insurance costs are soaring…and the cost of some prescriptions is...

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I

 
Take out the caked grimy faucet plug

Let those unseen crawlies dive and duck

                     ...

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It was glorious ...

A glorious, glowing morn ...
crimson crept up the sky, as if air-brushed ...
little round globs of fair-weather clouds tiptoed on the reach,
(so as to not wake the moon, laying down its head...

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Note:  This is not my kids.  This is dedicated to a......friend 


Now my children time has come for me to talk to you. 
I've let you make your choices in what you wear...

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Thirty-one packs of chewing gum,
Clutter up my drawer,
And thirty-one times thereafter,
I forgot thirty-one times more,
And bought thirty-one times yet again
Seems somehow I found
Thirty-one more times,
I had thirty-one more such a yen... 

This went on for...

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(alternately titled: venerated
uber transcendent state haint give me no lyft)

Ultimate mission (ofttimes possible)
closed eyed insight courtesy meditation
ideally buoys state of consciousness
to naturally induced doze zen realm
disgruntlement arises if yours truly
unaware headstrong winds overtake helm

I invariably...

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Repressed, sombre colours
weep a blurry sadness.
Melancholic, metallic hues
bite a frustrated, untouched lip -
silently surrendering
crimson, golden spheres of promise…
They dissolve, shrinking to watery flakes,
melting to a near oblivion.

Lyrics pin hopes on a pointless map,
touching tender triggers
like...

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We had no hand in this rape of nature
Yet we will bear its full weight and measure
Can climate be sentenced to certain doom
Is there time to resolve its gruesome gloom

Don't dare ask us to deny...

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"Got your fluff again"
(for purpose of this poem
pronounce last word uh gain).

The missus uttered
aforementioned phrase
as she pulled a clump of my hair
from out the clogged shower drain
for no rhyme nor reason lemme explain
how so many...

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Ash - grey chemised
she shifts her shape
as silver flakes float coat
stripped naked places, 
sheath curves and angled spaces
Angry glitter tingle stings
thick earth skin with prickly flames
and rumble rise regurgitates
shimmy - shake shudders
in magma's deep thrombosis.

Her...

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Where Doth The Internet Exist?

The pro fun ditty of above
stated poetic side - title aligned
into an unexpected Eureka
(out of a vacuum) find
just when I felt slight (creative/

cerebral constipation) bind
of writer's block about
to take residence, entwined
(no...

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How slow can one eat one raisin?
How slow can one go?
A towheaded toddler sits cross-legged
Amidst his playroom with a raisin pinched
Between his forefinger and thumb, staring...
Raisins in handfuls...raisins in breads...
Raisins in muffins...raisins in holiday cakes...
Ever...

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Diner Pour Deaux     Moi et Toi    
  (Dinner For Two       Me and You)

   
I've laid a quilt on this...

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Two Dogs at the Gateway
By Sy Roth


They slurped their saliva, 
huge globs,
big, barking mouthfuls 
dripping from their jowls like milky icicles 

Teeth-bared lips,
They guarded the gateway.
Pleased by their vacated spittle,
their noses now sniffed the air,...

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This painter decides on a photo of a girl or boy, their face or body, to be distant or intimate, a photo with an idea.

This idea decides on a size of the canvass to be...

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Be it winter or summer more likely than not
my big nose can produce giant globs of green snot.

I use up the tissues a box at a time,
picking and blowing and wiping the slime

that dries in...

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Alligator alley always answers
Bringing bulbous batches of bubbles
Creatively and curiously cavorting 
Deliberately denying and distorting
Elusive energy and enthusiasm
From freakish forwarding fanatics who foresee
Glorious globs of grotesque gossip
Hereon, hereto and herewith heralded
In illustrious illumination indicating ideas...

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Hateful as they may be, to the eye
and ear, the elimination of words,
statues, ideas, etc., will do nothing
toward making a venom free society – 

to flood with light, explaining,

though far more difficult,
more laborious (seemingly impossible
at...

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Crows, bats, witches, haunted houses, goblins, ghosts and me
Pumpkin bread, corn pudding, warm caramel apples my way.
Delicate intricate spider webs between my house and garage.
Holding me in a delighted way on an October day.

Stringy gooey...

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Crows, bats, witches, haunted houses, goblins, ghosts and me
Pumpkin bread, corn pudding, warm caramel apples my way.
Delicate intricate spider webs between my house and garage.
Holding me in a delighted way on an October day.

Stringy gooey...

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Tofu shaped like a bird
something else made of bean curd
Glub of globs passing for grub
with the texture of slime left from a slug

Vegetarian Thanksgiving
you got to be kidding
If the pilgrims had this to eat
they would...

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His eyes were green but no one noticed
Even though he was the only green-eye in the room.
His hair was red, but so were all of ours
We are McCormicks so it makes sense right?

The thing we...

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Sand dunes are licking wounds desert looms through veil
Kites are awry from faster lane and clouds are in dovetail
Gods are playing wobble doable morning glory go
Bodies swoosh a push a rush, a sash falls in...

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Is there anything finer than mashed potatoes
Mixed with cabbage, a mountain of joy
Scrumptious with globs of bad-for-you butter
And sprinkled with parsley, oh boy!

Constantly dream bout this scrumptious delight
Sure sends me to the moon with glee
Don't...

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