Long Handsomely Poems

You are a 15 year old girl;
so young and able;
stature small , petite short not tall,  they hardly see at the kitchen table;
And at school it's not cool;
you're chosen;
But not for love, just..
Lust;
you see...

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Friday May 13th, 2022

An excerpt taken from a lengthy tome,
written courtesy a favorite poet of mine.

Paraskevidekatriaphobia  struck within a blink,
I swear yours truly never took a drink,
nevertheless he witnessed
and falsely accused of being a...

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Earth dwelling mongeese are neither toys nor coins and pedalling backwards then forward is not considered the primary way of jet propulsion off a very high hill. So one two ping means fried rice coming?...

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Putin non gmo gluten free cheese on the ritz as a celiac to follow

Initially written March 18th, 2023
and revised exactly two years later
tweaking the poem here and there
courtesy adding or subtracting Nabisco  
National Biscuit...

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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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Once upon a time in the lands from the north, south, east to west    
Navigating on the cold white sands formed of sugar and ice       ...

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I was interviewing the Head Poobah
of our Norwick Public Utility CoOperative
and asked him
Where did the 22 percent goal come from
for acquiring renewable energy?
As compared to 78 percent from nonrenewable
and guaranteed increasingly costly electricity sources
like burned-out...

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SHAKEN UP

The vortex sucked
me into the globe.
  shaken, distressed
pounding on the confines
of the glass.
   the snow n-e-v-e-r stops.

Music lifts,
   from the bowels
of this new world —
the humor of “it’s
 ...

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Balaam's Third Oracle Numbers 24:4-14 part three concluded

who sees a vision from the Almighty,
who falls prostrate, and whose
eyes are opened.

How beautiful are your tents,
O Jacob,
your dwelling places, O Israel!

Like valleys they spread out,
like gardens beside...

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The Boatman’s Song       9/Many

After taking some passenger, the boatman moved his boat
And while oaring the boat he started his singing 
Tarang felt as if, someone was pouring honey in...

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Sappho Translations III by Michael R. Burch


Bed the bride with the beautiful feet,
or bring her to me!
—Sappho, fragment 103b, translation by Michael R. Burch

I long helplessly for love. Gazing into your eyes not even Hermione...

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A poem for my Orion 
Who cowers in the sky
For many years, his faithful hunting dog 
Was always by his side. 

“Orion you are iniquitous, 
You do not shine so bright.” 
The dog's thoughts were...

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Balak Summons Balaam Numbers 22:1-18  part one

Then the Israelites traveled to the plans of Moab and camped along the Jordan
across from Jericho.  Now Balak son of Zippor saw all that Israel had done...

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In open Nebraska, eighteen eighty-six,
lived a man named Floyd Belgard.
Only twenty years, he lived with his pa,
a ranching man named Richard.

Richard had moved out this way
about seven long years before.
After loosing his wife and dry-goods...

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A man unpresidentially known for the showerhead
Msholozi, the man in charge of singlehandedly running a nation into crisis
With him at the helm the public anxiously watches as the state of things degenerate
The rand has slumbered,...

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What A Revolting Development
(Not by Groucho or Karl Marx)

Bernie with bent back grudges does carry
Decided to become another Revolutionary
Always knowing exactly what he meant
By this being a revolting development.

Hillary's tough questions were a strain
Until about...

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We the old and broken, have become the pawns
in the grand game of politics. We are as in the game 
of chess of the lowest esteem, expendable 
if not worse unwanted, a barganing chip.
For three...

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I am stifled, stagnant, stressed and seriously strung 
from streetlight to streetlight
There is nothing left, my energy is kaput, gone. 
My creativity is something I barely remember.
Until I get home to my refuge in the...

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It’s called my inspiration
Your a beautiful soul
My inspiration
A beautiful soul
My intimidation
Just a beautiful soul
You Are……..beautiful

I see you in many lights
More than I can think off
I just want everything to be right
Just blessing pouring from above
Give...

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                   ~Cinderella Memories~

Young, self-confident, all...

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Before the traffic awakes me,
Or the train slowly vibrates my sleeping zone,
Silence defeats the sounds and demands the morning.

As the early morning rises, most often with smiles;
Before the sun rises from the eastern sky, or...

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REVENGE UPON REVENGE UPON REVENGE 

There was a young
Woman called Mrs. Dancy
Always dressed so fancy,
Used to gossip and flirt a lot,
Which was a bad fault.
Mrs Dancy was a butterfly
Fliiting and flowing
From one lover 
To another.
Her...

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On that faithful day;
A day that will never be dismissed from the mind.
It was a beautiful morning,
And from the city I watched the two glaring towers,
Standing body to body like twins,
As the sun passed through...

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Neither the clang of swords, nor the rattle of guns
Nor the devastating drop of bombs nor bomber’s motion
But a hush-hush research in quiet laboratory in a far corner
Producing mass-killing virus to infect and spread afar
To...

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New Love
By Rick Rucker

Some say that Love’s a dance,
A ballet of Romance.

I think it a bit more intense,
Just by using common sense,

More like a fight with a bull,
A mortal combat, with no lull.

When we met,...

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