Long Grappling Poems

This page shows my writing process and is part of Poetrysoup's first workshop.  The workshop's intent is to reveal how revision strengthens a poem. Constructive feedback can be a gift.  Should any journal...

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Colin is a cabby with a proper taxi cab
He drives for all the passengers an Uber didn’t grab
Which means he has a lot of time to kill most every day
And lots of evil folk to...

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Night Moods 

Stars weep, they cry in the night sky
for those who laugh in the light of day, 
yet, not with spirit, heart soul or eye.
They see not the game they play,
nor understand what laughter...

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THE CHIMNEY
The once fine air, refreshens with dust
Between the village horizon and crest
Since the sailing of a death chemical chimney.

Young green plants seedlings growing on slope
Are left to sip these  carcinogenic dusts, sapling
And entwined...

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Clutching the moment 
Before yesterday became yesterday,
The promise,
Before he pledged his love to me,
The colors,
Before autumn waltzed away, 
Swaying in shadows of soft snowfall,
Breathing white, plunging into the thought,
A blizzard erasing the gentle flames,
Sheltered by...

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I, heart on sleeve ... proudly? I suppose, in a contrite way ...
          but it's beyond my breadth to control, so it is what it IS.
...

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Adolescent infatuations...never consummated

Greetings reader from a cross between an aging seventy inch long (ringing ding dong) haired pencil necked geek and a Norwegian bachelor farmer wannabe; meaning yours truly actually a virtually married Pennsylvania man,...

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I want more solstice evening silhouettes.
And nights of rhapsody filled with rental stars.
To explore blurred mornings when the sun rises.
With transitions dripping through the trees.

I want to know how the seasons change.
Who makes time a...

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Now this is a great story… But where to begin… Oh, Yes… I see… 

Our Dear Sheriff of CrazyLand lives in a town called ‘Nodding-off-Ham’
Where peace reigns supreme… and beside the ‘Oh-My-God-River’…
That does keep us...

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Jinxed jesting jejune junior jobber...
just jabbering gibberish (A - J)

Again, another awkward ambitious
arduous attempt at alphabetically
arranging atrociously ambiguously
absolutely asinine avoidable alliteration.

Because...? Basically bonafide belching,
bobbing, bumbling, bohemian beastie boy,
bereft bummer, bleeds blasé blues, begetting
bloviated boilerplate bildungsroman,
boasting...

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One generic baby boomer, (a garden variety sexagenarian)...
offers his interpretation of critical race theory

I, (an articulate, charming, domesticated, 
erudite, friendly, genteel, humorous, intelligent,
kind, learned, male, albeit modest – married) 
with freshly clipped formerly gnarly toenails
discounts...

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In the eases softening breeze leaves rustle in the crisp
Autumn air, as the creeping shadows begin to claim the
Hallows of the darkening night, layer by layer the blackness
Swallows whole the last remaining essence of light,...

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I wake up with a great startle.

My Obama EarthTribe CoOperative WinWin GlobalVillage Dream
was merely my hibernation.
I dreamed we share richly valued properties from healthy-wealthy African Elders,
but awake, once again,
only to painfully remember
I am now merely...

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Come join the unraveling circus
quite soon to be passing our way,
with the clowns in a clamor to twerk us -
line up as they lead us astray!

Arriving, the elephant trumpets
agendas of aberrant acts
while the donkeys drool,...

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Written: December 04, 2024, For Contest, Sponsored by: Ink Empress
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A grimacing goon
in a destructive drug-driven delirium 
faces...

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{"We don’t run away, we cannot run away from our demons; the very ones that plague us with our history, reminisce on our backstories and they,
Judge. 
Judge, adjudicate us by it, 
Convict us of a...

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Elusive ephemeral ethereal expansive eye (I) witness timelessness

Analogous to Möbius strip -
measured passage of existence
seems to defy any beginning or end
(unless Artificial Intelligence
supersedes developers smarts 
of computer technology
evincing brain power
designing sophisticated machines 
that enslave their...

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A is for angst, the lacerating emotion you spark inside my guts when I think of you…
B is for Bingo…boy did I win at that game…
C is for cherish, those precious moments you and I...

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SAFETY AND AWARENESS
CREATION AND DEVELOPMENT
RIGHT BALANCE ( CREATION OF OPPORTUNITIES)
ON THE SPOT NEGOTIATION CLAUSES
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REGIONAL DEVELOPMENT OF SPORT LEAGUE ALLIANCES
 GRAPPLING  IMFORMATITY
REREGULATION OF LEGITIMACY ( MEDIA RIGHTS)
INTELLECTUAL MANAGEMENT...

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Dear GreenKollar Peeplez



l' home qui doit nous unir
il rendra l' alliance
forte a nouveau
les promoteurs du monde
enteir le soutiennent
les gens doivent
les rende riches
levr arrogance sera
que de les faire forger
de nouvelles assocatoins

sign by
Wealth Steeples
the Grappling Prophet


Twelve named...

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"First time I ever recognized Bipolar for what it is; I found-yes, it 
was me. Writing... precious-gift-honorable... the-antidote-fate; 
my-advocate"

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Bipolar--rushing-a trip, trip tripping-along-trip-trip tripping 
along-grappling whispering yea grumbling--gambling-
groaning-the sounds; echoing--unholy banter.


"Snickering-liar hell bent on-you-yea-ha; with-
eager-intention-you yes,...

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In the deepest chasms of my soul, where shadows whisper secrets to the light,
A magical and melancholic poem unfolds, with equal verses, tightly woven.
Inspired by the nature of the poet, that solitary soul who perceives...

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I have been on a roller coaster ride, on a bid to survive; I have been on a Rolla coaster ride with destiny gallivanting by my side. I have inherited an empty barrel with grease...

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Helianthus annuus, heliotropic slow son dance

Stream of photons bathe
top heavy fountainhead of sunflower.

Analogous to Atlas
shrugging, hoisting, grappling...
with planet Earth, the heavyweight
discobolus buoyantly held aloft
upon robust stem
tracks the heavenly orientation
of said hypothetical nearest star.

This immense distance,
nonetheless...

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SPECIAL INTEREST 

With the thought processes of the masses overwhelmed 
By the heavy burden
Of no influence on policy  
And with little scope for advancement
Up the greasy pole 
Insurrection and rebellion abound
Catching the chattering classes...

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