Long Interregnum Poems

April fools' occurs first day of fourth month

Ordinarily all manner 
of tomfoolery doth abound,
celebrated for countless centuries 
by different cultures, 
though exact origins remain 
shrouded in mystery,
nevertheless quasi holiday of sorts 
begat courtesy primitive precursor...

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A fanta see overrides reality!

Hello?
I like to get positioned for sixty nine. 

Are you looking for a scheming, 
schlepping, and schvitzing writer? 
natural body and laid-back vibe??
I'm all about therapeutic touch via
bolts, nuts, screws 
and...

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all the stuff going on that motel was heating up but the locksmith didn't speak
Irish too well & besides he got drunk & robbed the wrong merry-go-round anyway...
Sigh
Banal as it might seem, it's not how...

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Hello?
I like to get six + 9 ??Are you??????
schlepping writer,?? natural body and laid-back vibe?? 
I'm all about therapeutic touch via nuts and life of bee dogged trees!

teasing with idealism beef hoar 
   illusory vision fades away
whatever ur...

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Enchanting Encounter With Rustic Beauty on an Early Morning Stroll

Along the beautiful tree lined avenues and residences I strode, ruminating spirituality and poetry, amidst peace and bird chirping background.

Upon a sharp turn, afar stood a...

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April fools' day - ordinarily all manner of tomfoolery abounds

Written/updated since last year
unlike any other 
when out of this world
outlandish accouterments
people did wear
hermetically sealed
of even faintest tear
to avoid contamination
against coronavirus pandemic 
air supply difficult to...

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April fools' day - (ordinarily) all manner of tomfoolery abounds

(written last year
unlike any other 
when out of this world
outlandish accouterments
people did wear
hermetically sealed
of even faintest tear
to avoid contamination
against coronavirus
when wing and prayer
soul saving amazing grace).

Pandemic...

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The Headless Greenlandic Horseman
A Meditation in 6 parts.

Avalanche
I.

The sky is starry
The night is scary
I'm very afraid
of the living dead;

On a mission; or Fugitives in the city
II.

The headless Greenlandic horseman
speaks Kalaallisut very well indeed,
plus Dansk and...

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As I sat the serene waves were evocative of those pleasant days,
The setting sun made the myriad memories come alive,
The waves to and forth: encircling my legs like meanders asking questions in 
this vast sea...

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When words sound like a lost course

Who is will provide the answers to all this questions we ask

When the world feels like sinking sand

Who will beat fear to hold my hand?

When the road of life...

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April fools' day - (ordinarily) all manner of tomfoolery abounds

Pandemic straps tightly plied girded beltway
unlike any other All fools day
in annals of recorded ("fake") history
western civilization tapestry doth fray
April first two thousand and twenty
neigh, no...

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I was in jungle,
Deep woods with plenty of dense green,
A meandering river flowed through the middle,
And there was a rocky terrain well caved on its west bound,
The pathways were skewed and well spread,
Made only of...

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I peer quite nervously about,
to wonder at the goings on,
how much of what is said,
is  speculation on my part,
and  how this dwelling rose,
from a clouded past milieu,
tales of the apocryphal I’d guess,
imagination stirred...

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It was dress down day in Heaven
All approved by The Good Lord
For even Angels in Heaven
Can get a just little bored
Think of all those chosen
To balance on a pin’s head
Think of their relief at doing
Some...

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As I sat in quondam agony and anguish,
The inimical air stales through my nose.
A teary, terrorising sting like a potent radish,
So envious of shared beds and emotions volubly composed.

Weakened by haste I screamed in ignominity,
Unaware...

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