Long Huzzah Poems

November 13th, 2021 - Happy eighty sixth birthday
to my long deceased mom...
Harriet Harris née Kuritsky

My mother succumbed to a terminal illness
two score minus three orbitz passed away
no matter she fought tooth and nail
to keep ovarian/uterine...

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Mark my word...
Das führer Donald Trump will return with a vengeance

Trump wracked up an impressive 
$122.00 million war chest
accumulating $82.00 million
merely proffering impish grin
between January and June of 2021;
now he sets his sites and will...

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Extra...extra...Trumpasaurus Extinction...
iz only wishful thinking

Political polls whether advisory still consider 
forty fifth president 
dangerous, hazardous, lymphomatous...
known to wield violent blows,
his delusional perception analogous 
to fable regarding emperor without any clothes
best to handle beast with more'n...

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Le Bateau ivre (“The Drunken Boat”), an Excerpt
by Arthur Rimbaud
translation by Michael R. Burch

The impassive river carried me downstream
as howling warriors slashed the bargemen's throats,
then nailed them, naked, to their former posts,
while I observed all...

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The glory of America, now heats up 
   with agitation poised to strike on the brink 
sans legislation incites humiliation, 
    which goads desecration fete accompli chink 
  ...

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Dump Trump – a lump n prowl lot terror re: hot

The tattered glory of America, now heats up
with agitation poised to strike on brink
arty choked Jerusalem legislation incites humiliation,
which goads desecration fete accompli chink
in armor...

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The glory of America, now heats up 
   with agitation poised to strike on the brink 
sans legislation incites humiliation, 
    which goads desecration as fete accompli chink 
 ...

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In a closed door speech Saturday April 10th, 2021,
thus far, he accumulated $85 million so far.
*     *     *     *    ...

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Serious sibling subluxation... 
rapprochement somewhat salvaged dislocation

Truth be told about following poem 
mostly written quite some years ago, 
and revisions made to recreate
and revise a more satisfactory literary product.

This trademark ungainly, unsightly,
and unwieldy title essentially
huzzah...

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Edward Kenway was a pirate
He sailed the Spanish Main
He plundered British merchant ships
And the Galleons of Spain

Once he was a farmer
He walked behind the plough
But now he ploughed the oceans deep
He was a pirate now

He...

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That dormant feeling of insecurity arose,
when travel journal got thrust adjacent
     to my tattered (holey tattooed) clothes
while I knew with crossed eyes

     aroused anger from peaceful doze
my...

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Serious Sibling Subluxation... 
Rapprochement Somewhat Salvaged Dislocation

This trademark ungainly, unsightly,
     and unwieldy title essentially
     huzzah mask queer aid,
and accentuates tendency
     (mine) to administer
...

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The glory of America, 
now heats up
with agitation poised 
to strike on the brink
sans legislation incites humiliation,
which goads desecration
 
as fete accompli chink
in armor of Democratic rubric, 
constituting capitalistic
ethic, generic iconoclastic, 
and jingoistic logic,
nor budging...

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What's new with me...Matthew?

Well for starters Nationwide
road service emergency
one man cutting crew
with battery charger in tow knew
exactly why no juice (think electricity),
his hunch found trunk light kept lit,
an innocent looking (to me or you)
lady's handbag...

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with Huzzah, but stood mute in proximity 
when ye didst call
in kitchen of century old stone 
mansion built and hall 

ways echo wing the absence sans pall
in droning sounds of silence, a squall
vacuumed a key...

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So few will ever see
A clown’s sorrowful tears
His hopes, his dreams, his fears
Hidden so expertly

Can it ever be known
A clown’s most cherished thoughts
His soul, tangled in knots
To us is never shown

He lives but to perform
He...

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~ SIR GALAHAD's RETURN ~


Sir Galahad's returned to life
Hurrah! Huzzah! and Yippee-Yay!
He's bought himself a hunting knife...
Strange appetites of steeds these days
Demanding noodles, but not hay

Announcing in the village square
"I've come to catch a yeti...

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i scream “Huzzah!”
as lightning rips across the sky
holding my breath in anticipation 
surely, thunder is to follow

innocents reek of trepidation 
in her wrath, daylight is swallowed
masses run for cover
before they’re consumed in deluge

this is “my”...

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You dwell in the shadow
of the prodigal.
You did before he left,
too, when he was away.
Now, he has returned
to joyous rapture.
Huzzah, huzzah; 
you shrink a little further. 

Though eagerly welcomed home
not all return reborn in penitence.
Some,
after...

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