Long Heckled Poems

The summer is over but things are getting hotter
The summer is over and people are getting viler
The sky is overcast and the birds are flying around
It feels like a stranger has just entered the town.

Grey...

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Donald Trump must be permanently lambasted...
and ewe know what else...
furloughed & barred from Whitehouse

Ducks of former self proclaimed Grand Poobah
getting lined up and goosed as these words typed
after trumpeting January 6th, 2021
as violent insurrection
Mitch Mcconnell...

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FROM WHITE HOUSE

I ham aghast at increasing banality, deviltry, ferocity,

   imbecility, liability, obscenity, rapacity, ugly

   offal popularity witnessed by Donald trump

hence aye aerate thoughts, 

   how ass a nine...

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FURLOUGHED & BARRED FROM WHITEHOUSE

Ducks of former self proclaimed poobah
getting lined up as these words typed.

Poor sign,... I ham aghast, where 
pigheaded previous president concerned
at increasing mind numbing popularity
and looming ominous shadow 
witnessed by Donald...

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I ham aghast at increasing unpopularity
witnessed by Donald trump
hence aye aerate thoughts,
how ass nine his banal, demoniacal, fanatical, and hurtful
culling frightening insight,
where portentous Portuguese Man 'o War debacle
doth crowdsource, flickr, and indeed long foster 
plenti...

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The final frontier – post consciousness

as imagined by cogent, fervent, intelligent,
lucent, occident, reticent, and uneminent 
nonestablishmentarian.

The following disquisition initially describes 
emotions prior to experiencing corporeal death, 
yet unbeknownst to this skeptical atheist, his 
anticipatory anxiety...

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I wander down a cobbled street, 
sodden from rain, heckled by whispers
revealing secrets on this blustery night.
They bewilder me in a surge of confusion
far beyond the juncture of cursory fright.

If this is collusion to drive...

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If anyone is impatient, by chance or choice,
Or too impatient to read my poems, 
S/he must read this poem—at any rate!

Hopkins once heckled God:
“Why do sinners’ ways prosper?”
And did not stay for an answer!
The answer...

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Heckled hairs, fisted fingers,
Lips lowered to the left,
Nostrils flared as red mist lingers,
Growing greater with every breathe,

Peeled teeth, chin dipped in,
A ferocious frown hides his eyes,
Concealed beneath, an invictus grin,
As shadows fall down from the...

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I tickled funny bones of five Souper men
So I gave thought to trying it once again
In the order they replied
My sarcasm was applied
As I gently heckled them with ink and pen

First, Tom Cunningham, who "liked...

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He was the kid with the squint who we heckled all day,
at school, in the class, then again at play.
We would call him Cyclopes, hold up fingers, ‘how many?’
He had a miserable time and his...

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Through the erotic alleyways
of dim set lamppost light,
smoky the figure struts on by
to catch the last bus of the night.
It's gone past eleven,
and it's down grim lucks drive,
but she'd've danced till dawn
swimming in any old...

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I spent my adolescence writing lots of teenage angst
through poetry, and stuck with it, despite it being pants.
I’ve been to Open Mic nights, and risen through the ranks.
I don’t get heckled quite so much, and...

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I was in the middle of a PowerPoint
About Pastafarianism
Then I noticed someone in the corner
Not paying attention

Lost, looking tired
I heckled to him
"Paul, quick, candy-coloured clown..."
He found the song on his laptop

I checked the speakers and...

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The greatest minds are mocked and heckled, 
but are usually right.
The greatest knowledge, is usually found,
in the simplest places.

Dreams if not a catalyst, to initiate the revelation 
of truth; often contain the truth.
Look within for...

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Orville C. Cameron

1889-1914

Oh, such larks indeed.

Over at the State School pond,

Way back in the tuft of Eucalyptus shade,

We swam, we yelled, and we laughed.

We, the gang from lower Painter Street,

We, the tough boys with fists...

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Death, cringe me in time's tentacles tight
Emasculate me with fears of nevermoreness tonight
Anger me with the void where friends are dust and mute
Tremble still, for the death of the saints are precious
Heaven's God is coming,...

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"Look at the old lady over there
She’s ugly, mean and grumpy too”
Sneered the passer-bys on the walk
Then they heckled and laughed like fools.

“Listen to her curse”, they scoffed
And it’s said prior too she wasn’t this...

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In poignant solitude, I cried in vain.
Like a delicate being, I screamed in pain.
Helplessly trapped like a dying prey,
I secretly wished you'll save me one day.

Each day has passed like a strike of lightning;
yet no...

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The code of silence,
unwritten rules,
existing in gang culture,
even over common laws.

You don't see or hear anything,
you don't say nothing at all,
otherwise your labeled (Nark),
and these people will all know who you are.

You will be heckled...

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Fields, shields and yields of love heal
Upheavals hearts harassed and heckled in circumstances
Maintained, retained and sustained on a hill
Disown and drown doubts in cocoons that ingratiate impertinence instances.

Fields, shields and yields of love lubricate
Gears and...

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I just won a medal
I wasn’t in a war
I think it’s made of gold
I don’t know what it’s for.

I’m shocked at what it weighs.
They threw me a parade
I got an honorary degree
Jimmy Fallon had me...

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The statesman ascended the podium and though
Heckled, he bravely prepared and delivered
Everything in his mind in a foreign nation

“Usually I thank whoever hosts me anywhere
Not a lie I ever told; I have enjoyed all my...

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You say you've seen it all
but your not even close. 
There's always more
twists and turns, ironic endings
to the comedy and horror show-
Given time, life will stomp the mind
you've only seen a vignette of its grit...

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The crossroads made of fire

I walked my share of crossroads
But this path was mine to bare,
The street sign made of brimstone
And sulfur lingered in the air.
The journey made me weary
Voices heckled in the dark,
Depressed and...

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