Long Gluey Poems

Where do we come in
					in medias res  not knowing nor caring when
doesn’t everybody pine being number one we leave behind our lives in pages  pictures  or else make for images of what...

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Diary Notes: Lamentable laissez-faire

                     …the lêche cul is
back
       ...

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- Inspired by ‘Tubby Makes a Mistake‘ by Enid Blyton in ‘The Cuckoo in the Clock and other stories.’

When night falls,
toys come out to play
While we slumber and snore
the night away.

Now somewhere on the window...

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In the forest, one I saw
Groping down a tree limb
Trembling like an old man
Dressed in a patchwork robe of
Green, gray, yellow and brown

Its colours were like the bark and leaves of the tree
At a glance,...

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55 plus years of marriage down the drain
She watches it spin and spin 
It is too much to process the pain 
Her mind usually a flurry 
No longer a need to hurry

Her Husband departed on...

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I love you rain
Come at me
With your sparkling
Diamond splashing
Water baguettes
Diamondize me
Lick me with your
Splishering diamond joys

I love you rain
Come at me
With your portly portable pumping poetry
Flitter pitter patter buoying boosty banter
Pouring snoring, roaring soaring, jumping...

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She was back into my life after a long sejours 
how could I not welcome her at the table 
after so many suns and moons 
Having crossed the oceans of reality, 
my dream was a...

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In the days of wine and roses
April showers fresh the air 
Garden sculptures change their poses
Streets are leading everywhere
Sun is shining through the curtain
Through the gluey young green leaves
And I’m fairly well ascertain
You’re the reason...

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A shiny morning bathed in golden-gluey rays. 

Somedays are different from everyday. 
The royal couture's army, Of sun's dear palace.

Served down the feast of honour.

As I opened the mouth to greet.

The berries of my mommy's...

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the struggle within
seems never ending
ego urges spiralling
addictive hypnotic spin

encased in mind body
we identify with its desires
gluey attachments mire
attention in thoughts shoddy

there are two contestants 
left hand corner lust brothel
right hand stands love temple
referee free will...

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Snowflake dancing on the hot burning sand
A rainbow we can ride
Freedom to choose where we wish to stand
Bliss throbbing inside

Having loosened the gross gluey substance 
That binds & confines 
Polarity rotation a seamless playful parlance...

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A spider came crawling from my mouth.
Obstructing my thoughts, its view uncouth;
Wet-plaster egg-sacs lined in rows,
Frothy-white gluey strands stand aloft.

A whistling through teeth, acerbic garrote,
Like a ed-up chord, one shrieking note.
With spiked legs, lustrous eyes,...

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Bongo taut resonance
Cornerless bellydance 
Schedule of edges set adrift
Lured by translucent twirled wrists

Shimmer and shadow juxtaposition 
Ripple wavered rhythm without repetition 
Syrup never cool, pool dissolves all granules
Sip of boiled candy stories make tongues tangle

Sequel...

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The wind puffed
And blew the clouds in for a day.
It puffed again
And blew them far away.

They'd just had time to play and spray,
To make the day a little gray,
And turn the dust and rust of...

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words are not well today; starched
you ate them up like bread
in a box they slowly spoiled; parched
charnel house for the unsavory dead.

they’ve pickled long in quiet brine
meaning chokes; forms bind
brackish style and sly shade of...

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I create monsters  
Then  I wait  in ages  to hunt me

Monsters  in dreams as  I introduce
Become real  hi t  haunting to me as I  work

They ...

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