Long Ikea Poems

During finals week, I’d spent days on various reports and papers, scribbling in the margins of notes and books, checking facts, revising flashcards and prepping with friends. I’ve an unshakable faith in plodding persistence.
We were...

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Spawned from the loins that 
Perpetuated the loyal serfs mongrel
Seed:-
These peoples of a conditioned and
"Resigned-To-it-all" breed.
Born into the enveloping tedium
Of interlocking days...Interwoven
With interlocking days -
Victims of stark circumstance
And vague promises unmade.
Gregariously living out their lives
When...

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Frustration

These days my frustration is digital in that `Brave New World'
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If we could sing
of futures searched

If we might ring
with resonant sacred research,

We might find within each inside thing
a place Future co-invites,
outside reconnects
ego-remembers
from dreams of Ancient Paradise

Each unfolding chapter heading
becomes retitled
unentitled revival
as we pass

Renaming Future Searches
as...

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This town, this Silk Road had no toll to pay
  yet from the east caravans again fill its
pharaonic marble and glass temples. Monolith

malls rise its clefts, eco-wilderness morph
  into multiplex cinemas; mini golf...

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i stare at the screen
and hope my thoughts make sense in words
there's always some coherence in these poems
if only i could find it.

something seems to be missing from my picture
there's a smile
and eyes with laughter
and...

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Seven Mossad Agents came to Norway a winter day 
when a snow drowns the needs of the homeless
asleep in a shop's doorway absorbing the sarcastic smell
of coffee and the aroma of a Napoleon cream cake.
Their...

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GALE FORCE WINDS EXPECTED . . .  
 
Gale force winds are expected - time to tie your knickers down
All Heads bent and everyone is pushing their way across town

Mouths are tightly shut -...

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I lie - what wife mine’d been saying (our solidarity betraying)
Was in fact much more dismaying: “Why have you not come before?
From our lives you’ve been absented – with your coming, I’m contented.”
Would I could...

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DO YOU LOVE ME?

Do you love me?

Sorry what was that?

Put the morning paper down and talk to me you rat.

Sorry, I was miles away; now what was that you said?

I need to know you love...

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What a sad day out on the farm;
A raccoon got a chicken, did harm.
At the edge of the heather,
The large pile of feathers
Was enough to raise the alarm.

Bat and Gat knew they’d need an assist,
So...

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A is for Ant (and for ass, your dad is an example of an ass)
B is for Bee (and for b*stard, your dad is a bast*rd - first class)

C is for Chicken (and for a...

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Thanksgiving gobbledygook

The following anecdote baste
upon overactive imagination of mine
in sync with being married
and monogamously living socially chaste
life as a scrupulous anchorite,
whose weather beaten corporeal flesh
plus sabotaged, riddled,
and tuckered psyche effaced
after becoming adequately stuffed,
this turkey (in...

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At first glance, you would never know you were inside a prison.
See the perfectly lined books on his ikea book shelf?
That old wooden desk in the corner is almost too neatly arranged.
The Apple computer screen...

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by Bob Moore ©2018

I don’t like Ikea, the place is like a maze
if my wife was not with me, I’d be lost in there for days
following the arrows, as you go from place to place
people...

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Ryan and Amy are getting married next month…as couples often do…
As the father of the groom in honor of their tying the knot…I thought I’d tie one too.

When I found the perfect bow tie…I knew...

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Bedsit 
Sit beside your bed 
And wallow there please 
The world doesn't want to see you today 
Even you don't want to see you today 

Oh god why does everything hurt 
And why do I...

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In my class one day, 
I had to write, more work, no pay,
all I wanted to do was play,
but eight sentences were due today.

So I sat down at my surface pro 3,
to write, but nothing...

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doctor. Lunde
 
Let us go to doctor Lunde she said
I found a place near the bus terminal that no buses
A police officer came and told the parking place was only for bus-passengers.
He offered to drive...

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Do you see the fractured mind?
Always solitude in any crowd.
Monologue conversation with ether friends.
Normals, gracious, to side-step confrontation.

This street nomad once had a home,
where soft cotton sheets
greeted a weary head.
Now yesterday’s man sleeps
with yesterday’s news.
Ikea...

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let us go to Dr. Lunde, she said and we drove to the bus terminal to park the car as there as no busses anywhere, but we had to move our car 
because as the...

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Do you ever think about film characters in the realms of reality?

Think about someone like Grima Wormtounge making Saruman a pot of tea?

What about the eye of Sauron trying to find someone to play monopoly...

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We who struggle to put together,
a piece of Ikea furniture,
or complete a difficult jigsaw,
or are hopeless at chess,
we are creating that reality,

Who?

You,

the ‘Creator’
create this whole self-made world.

Time is in the mind like a hamster,
the more...

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Robotics To Come

In the Star online today, there are a few articles on robotics....
From a robotic language teacher to an IKEA furniture assembler....
And the introduction of robotic workers in the construction sectors...
Besides the all too...

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Sardines  and Hunger

We are leaving tomorrow for Lisbon it will be Sunday
and the traffic will be going to Algarve an obvious place 
that has little to offer but sand in your shoes and 
ready...

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