Long Hunks Poems

Imitation! Creative Compliment, Lacking in Originality, or Plagiarism? 

This week takes me back to college days. I was taking a graduate course (as a Physics major)   in 'Modern Poets' at the University of...

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The Story of History  

Beyond those beaten days’ depleted daylight
Beyond the bathos of a pandemic bondage
With  the resurrected  sashay’s charmed night
Down in the dumps   at the pretentious  proscenium
A ...

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EATING    OUT

Seated uneasily at the edge tables,  café males alone, silent  -
Focused on eating, heads moving, looking around to defend,
Guarding their plates against enemies and, finished, quickly  leaving.
Am I...

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Little munchkin dweeb
                                ...

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The grand, half-ruined Parthenon,
once a sublime, Doric grace,
Even now, in broken, stone blocks,
always takes my breath away.
The rich, classical detail,
fluted columns without plinths,
to imagine what it once was,
the mind can’t even begin…

That towering Coliseum,
the great...

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I can still smell Mom's homemade soup on the stove,
she always had a pot simmering for us kids to welcome us home;
it was made in this huge soup pot which I inherited,
old, and dinged...

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driving through streets of angst and apathy
driving to the place where I can actualize my desire
to eat a 12 piece bucket of chicken hunks

smiling at the coo-koo bird with tits exposed
the paper words speaking in...

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It hardly seems a fair fight,
it’s like death has already won,
we’re doomed from our conception,
it’s over before it has begun.
We live our whole lives in fear
of when it will come for us,
spend billions to hold...

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**“Those that respect the law and love sausage should watch neither being made.” – 
American Humorist/Author Mark Twain (real name Samuel Clemens) 



Prestigious lawmaking bodies are comprised of solons*
Some find it hard to refrain from...

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Familys complaining can ya hear em?
Uncle larry's probaly gonna puke dont get near him.
I kinda messed up sight.
Someone get Bobby Joe outthe street cause ya know he aint bright.

Christmas kinda blows around here.
So toss me...

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                   ~Merry,...

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A Mystery of Love

Who can understand. Why would a person
sacrifice himself in such a way. Spat on,
slapped, falsely accused, deprived of sleep,
given no food, unquenched thirst. Hauled
before Pilate the Roman governor. No guilt found
but crowd...

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Well,here it is, and here I am,
for dinner a lettuce leaf, and a slice of ham.
If this tiny morsel,on this great big plate,
is supposed to ensure that I lose weight,
then rest assured, it will ensue,
that...

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As I was driving to work early morn
The Police and Fire fighters were cleaning their horn
in Preparation of a Certain Alert
Evacuation exercises while the Hunks take off their shirt
DUCK AND COVER:The Best of DVD has...

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A clatter of human hooves
drums on through an after- dawn marketplace…
the wide tunnel of  mouths
reel from the splintered chorus
of jangled tunes bargaining and rattling
papaya, arabica and sushi roll orders: a fiesta 
of succulent aroma...

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I feel my skin crack and split
as I watch dust seep from my old wounds
         in puffs of smoke.
The gore that encrusted my skin long ago
dried up...

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A Gourmet Treat 

By Elton Camp

Joe went to Mexico to see a bullfight 
Then to the arena’s café to eat that night

The waiter, “Our testiculo is the very best
And I recommend it over all of...

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I looked in the mirror and shook at the knees
T’was enough to give a gal, the Hebe jibes
Where was that young girl men looked at with glee
Who was that old ding bat, No that couldn’t...

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Flower Power was an ongoing craze
That was way back in the 70s days.

War was raging; folks were talking jive.
Young military men fought to stay alive.

No spiffy crib for those Viet Nam dudes.
They camped with Jack...

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M-emorable fourteenth September
A-ims to make you real happy; 
R-emembering your birthday
I-s equivalent to an ecstasy.
V-ersatile fourteenth September
I-s also a multifaceted morn; 
C-hunks of mirth and fancy brought fun when you were born.

T-hrilling fourteenth September
A-ims to...

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I, too, dislike poems.
I’ve tried runes (and rampikes)
but that’s affected
rather than merely effete.
So I call them
figments.
When people query
What do you write?
at a barbecue or birthday party
I say soliloquies,

fractals,
fragments.
Self-similarities,
singularities,
sculptures (scriptures), geometric shapes and series,
three dimensional triangles,...

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A little Bluer
Tales of the great
folklore and the gypsies
pirates all around the state
traveling the seas getting tipsy

mythical witches and their brews
hellish demons and angels too
This world you will have trouble
elves and trolls...wait, I'm not through

fairy's...

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While trying to zip up my pants,
I had to take on that “stantz”
Of sucking in my big gut and bending just the right way;
Maybe I shouldn’t have eaten that éclair the other day!

Before I try...

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We're not all Hollywood hunks much as we'd like to think
Some of us are simple down to earth dudes
With simple needs and desires, walking around in a daze
In a “wonder what the hell happened” mood

Before...

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Decade of my birth





All Show and No Go,
Ankle biters were Almost Home,
Baby, Ball and Beach bunny,
Brewed bread as Boxes Burnt one,
Even the Bad pipes Bagged some food for the brain,

Chilled the Cat as Chrome dome...

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