Long Hawing Poems

Psychologically still thirteen 

Ordinarily meaning pre Internet days
familiarization with me would entail
bringing the avid listener 
into my private mancave hideaways
less a physical place than a juncture in relationship, 
(whereby one or the other of us)...

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Sans sixth (psychic) sense...
poise zen dystopian rant

This prognosticator doth predict
potential based at current rate
sinister debacle that will
instantaneously annihilate,
United States storied republic, 
which alarming horror 
points to instantaneous annihilation
of America the beautiful;
(ohm my dog) turbulent
endemic chaotic...

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This revolutionary fella followed by 
Adams family patriarch,giving rise 
twin heir (plain lee gifted "Renaissance 
Man") Jeff force'n without hemming 

and hawing, subsequently conceding 
nexus (nor horse drawn Lexus) of Colonial 
power to Madison, thence...

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From chaos to cosmos
From cosmos to Barbados
From Barbados to Cricket


Fifty odd years
CAT EEG Resurrection
An original me?


If you know
The fundamental difference
Between 1 and 2

First comes the moon
Second comes the yellow
Last come the clouds and bats

They move...

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Ofttimes yours truly assiduously tries to adlib,
but blubbers like a landlubber
at sea treading water donned with bib
(that doubles as yellow
spongy bobbing life jacket)

furiously doing doggy paddle
riding the next tidal wave
hoop fully washing me ashore to...

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This Bumptious Poet ©

Once again dear reader,
     aye strive to regale ye
with in apropos prate,
     (nee inane) vain
null gibberish in order to suss stain
mine infamous reputation
 ...

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George Washington Set Potus Precedent...no lie

trumped hill re: by a bill yon votes
and bridged tradition (Abe Lee) linkedin 
to present president; biden his time
trying to build back better
suspended crumbling infrastructure
hallmark of United States
transportation superhighways
tied railed...

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The sage green wall had worn a blank look
until, slightly askew, with a tilt to the left
dangling helplessly, without a complaint 
is the pride of an artist, who lacked all constraints.

He dipped into his paints...

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This Dissembling Man...

Trod thru three
score orbitz with air
tight (hermetically sealed)
lid on his emotions bare
reft of evincing

concern and/or care
ring forever guarded against
incursions upon fragile as chinaware
psyche foregoing giving
healthy breathing room

never to dare
risk challenging discomfort zones
 ...

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Hee Haw, I Cried 
By Sy Roth

With a mulish hee haw, 
I wrap myself in my own divine comedy.
Commedia dell’arte path 
For a blind mercenary of his own fate.

An ormolu wonder stood before me--
Trees clad...

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I cannot sleep so through the aperture I look,
The crescent shining a marvellous bright
The scenery as if straight out of a book,
The sound of the crickets in the dead of the night,
A stoic sound surrounding...

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TOM THE TATTERS MAN






The sidewalk creaked the old-ship-creak, cracking away a gorge at last;
  asphalt split like wood, split-fast and bastions and toilets ------
  overflowing fast; flooding through the deep dark cracks:
 ...

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Sponsor: Nayda Ivette Negron


Accentuated by nature the hushed willow gently weeps,
Beneath the sun the sparrow cries as he gently sleeps,
Above the clouds the eagle flies to catch his helpless prey,
For these...

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WITNESS OF CHRISTMAS

A long road, a long ride for pondering.
A burst of occasional hee-hawing.
Bumping along, did they sing, did they talk,
this man who dreams dreams, with Mary he walks.

Did the star follow them to Bethlehem,
encircling...

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Tuesday Lobsang Rampa made
tea so his Third Eye could open
to see dreams fortifying in aspiring hearts
as they reach for the next beat in their comings and goings

Socrates played the lyre by
banging on the strings while
humming...

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Portraits can take many shapes and forms
Unlike in Rembrandt, a Rubens, or even a Dali
Modern artists will often eschew the norms
Portraits of myself do not look much like me.

Unlike in Rembrandt, a Rubens, or even...

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The donkey was kicking up a ruckus all right
Hee hawing and making all kinds of a mess
We told him to hang on to the barn oh so tight

There was a bucket stuck on his head.
We...

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Allowing awfully awkward arguments to arise
Self-doubt secludes, so sequestered, sadly... sans surprise
Madly muttering melancholy mottos
 Odius, obtuse obligation on auto
Deftly denying deteriorating destruction
Somehow sickly surrendering Soul's suction
Humbly hemming-n-hawing, half-assed heretic
 Dejected densely dimwitted dumb ass...

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Trust is an oak tree with shallow roots.
so very treacherous in windy weather.
I feel as though I'm glued to the floor;
pinned like a moth to an insect display.

I wish to leave this horrible evil place,...

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Evil smirks are on the agenda 
For you tonight my Dear 
Ever so fortunate my beautiful face dims 
The hatred burning across the dinner table 
You're as dense as your guests 
They look at me...

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Would you just spit out what you're trying to say!
Stop sounding like a jackass, hee hawing a bray.
Sugar coating words won't make them sound sweeter,
and don't even try to recite them in rhyme and meter.

You...

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Il vaut mieux- as there was nothing.
None knocks at the door, as I don’t knock more
A horse doer, escaping from the stable
I penetrate a place then dropping from the window
Humming – hawing,
Rushing,
Sighing,
-In a far bench
I...

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Withdrawing

What's with all of this him and hawing?
From whole world is everyone withdrawing?
And sad has become their favorite word
Which to me really is totally absurd.

Is this what God does want you to do?
Say life is...

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