Long Holmes Poems

Toddlers' Exploration: 

Cardboard drum and a thunderous beast
With playful roars in tiny fists and feasts.
Fleeting wings glide to dreams just out of reach
Soaring through tales of barnyard Waddles and Squeaks.
Moo! Quack! Giggles tumble and bump.
Flaps...

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Every January first of the new year...

finds me (a doggone muttering Homo sapien)
to give pause for reminiscences
and to take stock (sh lock and barrel)
about mein kampf in general
and previous three hundred
and sixty five days in...

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A nice cruise from New York, I thought

From down by Pier two-one

I thought I'd head to England

For a good old spot of fun

An Ocean trip, some nice fresh air

Eleven days at sea

I thought this would...

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I saw a cat quartet within my dodgy dream,
Sorta started worryin' that I'd gone off the beam,
Really began to wonder if my mind was gettin' weak,
They had their own language that only they could speak.

While...

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I WILL NOT GO ASTRAY


I had fired off curses, you’d forever been strong.
Like a crapshoot endeavor of a serious wrong.
I know i’ll reap my sowing, so change of practice is best.
So I read biblical scripture,...

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Like a beacon on a hill
The white church steeple gleaming still
For all the many years gone past
It marks the path for home at last

Up and down each tree-lined street
Where childhood friends and neighbors meet
In history...

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Sonnet Doubles, A Poet's Deeper Thoughts 

I Will Not Fiddle To New Hollow Tunes

I will not play fiddle to hollow tune
nor beg day, be lit by pale light of moon
life to have worth, must not...

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Lulled to sleep courtesy white noise of the fan

Onset of first 2023 heatwave
found yours truly lulled to sleep
courtesy rattle and hum
(U2 can dreamily tread 
where the streets have no name) 
of oscillating fan.

Nestled under blankets,
the...

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I've seen Sherlock Holmes and his sidekick Dr. Watson 
In a bar room near my dorm on one foggy afternoon
Dr. Watson was singing, Holmes was playing the bassoon 
When a loud voice was heard that...

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I have known:
   of wise detectives catching crooks
   of "Thought Police" revising books
   a shipwrecked family named Robinson
   of lion, witch, and wardrobe magic
   Heathcliff's...

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Yes, my dear, you know,
You are my source of joy, rejuvenation, hope
I need your emotion spread onto my life,
I need your heart to sing among the darkness surrounding
Do not let our words run dry
Together, in...

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His name was Carson Wetherstrum,
and his childhood wasn’t grand,
his mother was plain trailer trash,
his father a confidence man.

He never knew his dad that much,
and only saw the man three times,
Carson had to live by his...

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how the  else you going to progress
if you don't Sherlock Holmes the mirror
look what we've become
men hunting each other
for sport money and babes
an insane ability to believe anything
and that's all there is to it
you...

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My childhood memory always come back to haunt me at this time of year, when I have no one with whom I can share, it is just like yesterday when children used to roam the...

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Poetry Soup Hero's

Poets with golden ink and pens 
You make us move forward with your inspiration
With kind an honest, encouragement  and compliments 
Small act of caring all which has the potential to turn a...

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Nestled under blankets,
the gentle whirring sound
soothes the savage beast
within mine body electric
of one generic, opportunistic,
and wholistic garden variety man.

Within blink of closed eye
yours truly transported
into the realm of deep sleep
benumbed to reality as unconscious guy
experiencing...

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the world watches Holmes
sit “dazed” in the courtroom,
with each mainstream media
monolith
churning out the sound bites
referencing his eyes & his
red hair---
the picture that goes viral is
of course the one that can
be likened most to something
out of...

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A little black coal sitting upon God’s office desk
basking under the Light of God
writing down my thoughts and dreams
wishing to be more than what I am

God’s ink is black as obsidian
His pen of an arch...

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Funkin AT THE CHICKEN SHACK – Tony Adamo - 1990

Jimmy Smith was laying down an incredible riff on a wall of kinetic sound that was oozing out of my car radio.  I was on...

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V.1 Unlike most she sits in the sun,
and waits for the day when she's finally done, she's just begun,
so alone in the sun she'll sit, 
wondering what she did, and why no one will forgive

It's...

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"Escape (The Piña Colada Song)" 
Rupert Holmes Lyrics "I never knew"
That you like piña coladas and gettin' caught in the rain

There's a line in the song that reminds me of an attempted   ...

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Cindy and Sydney - -
The Birth of Sydney

Cindy half lay in a corner of the room,
her long hair drooping over her head.
Almost touching the floor, it hid her face from view.
Sobbing now, low and fully,
the...

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I used to think the long smoke filled tables of NA were the answer.  
The stalks of faces nodding with my inflection,  up up down downs left left right. 
Like a goddamn contra...

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"American Grafitti" took me back again to High School in the 1960's
"Back to the Future's" nifty hot rod took me back in time and almost left me!

"City Slickers" took me way out west, to rustle...

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THE DAY OF HIS EXECUTION 
(The Musings Of Doctor H. H. Holmes)
By Roy Merritt

I had the devil in me since the day that I came along
I could no more stop killing than the poet inspired...

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