Long Irreverently Poems

"Blue Sky, Why?"

stories speak to us.
inside our heart 
is crying.

Blue Sky, Why?

why do children
holding sunflowers
watch their parents die

why do sweet children,
now war torn, 
some the battle's orphans,
daily lose their lives

lying in their sick beds
bombed in...

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Paradise of passion has dawned upon my mind of my once dusked mindset (desired future of peace that has transformed my mind that was of darkness for the better) 
I'm envious of others' ecstasy for...

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"The In-Between"

I ripped the pages of 
that tired old story 
from the heart, a body of work

buried the misdiagnosed slanders
then wiped their mouths
with the back of my spoon

the feed they found,
passed the disingenuous time;
some found...

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Jinxed jesting jejune junior jobber...
just jabbering gibberish (A - J)

Again, another awkward ambitious
arduous attempt at alphabetically
arranging atrociously ambiguously
absolutely asinine avoidable alliteration.

Because...? Basically bonafide belching,
bobbing, bumbling, bohemian beastie boy,
bereft bummer, bleeds blasé blues, begetting
bloviated boilerplate bildungsroman,
boasting...

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Plagued with lifelong lower gastrointestinal Sturm und Drang

Ever since a young lad
irritable bowel syndrome
in my humble pinion wracked
lower abdominal area 
gurgled and ballooned gastrointestinal tract
(similar to following Colonoscopy preparation
slated for January 24th, 2024
at Phoenixville Hospital)
posterior...

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"Understood"




My feet stand solemn
grounded they're barefoot 
sinking in the undertow,
feeling what’s real

my toes grip the past

while the slow words 
wash it irrevocably away 
the ego sashays
and hangs that Faust in the wardrobe

Locks it away
turns the...

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This is a dire warning that I am issuing to all of you as a Watch woman on the Wall! There was a young boy who was able to see into hell and hear many...

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The Dilettante Diaries: "The Bumble Bee Big Blue Sky Boston Two Step on Love Street"


She said, "Pffft Bumble Bees Rule, 
No Bees, no World
Shy Little Hearts 
Big power 
freedom wings
realised 
dreams into reality
unfurls
Who’s to write...

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Germane generic geeky guy
five sixths enroute
to complete lxiv luxurious Earth orbits
experienced chronic, demonic, 
physiologically hegemonic...
irritable bowel syndrome
without shadow of a doubt,
yet aforementioned plight
the following lines of poetry
will not be about
problematic posterior plague.

After contemplating discomfort
linkedin with...

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She stuck out like a lily among thorns, when she sprung up in 
the midst of the Baptist Student Union.  All eyes were on her, as she raised her 
hands and lifted up her...

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What is this life…reality?
Why do I question it relentlessly so?
So many moments seemingly meaningless
Meandering through this meaningful sentience,
Chronology…
Continuity…
Spirituality…
But reality, Oxford will tell you:
Property of being real, resemblance to Origional.
Accountable, in my opinion, only through dissemblance.
What...

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Gamesomeness goads gawky, gingerly,
goofily graceful, grandiloquent gent, gallant,
genteel, geico, guppy gecko, gabbling gaffes,
gagging, gamboling, gestating, gesticulating,
garlic, gnashing, gobbling, gyrating,

gruesomely grinning, grappling, gnomadic
giggly, grubby, gastrointestinally grumpy
gewgaw gazing guy, geographically germane,
gungho, grave gremlin, grumbling, guiding,
guaranteeing, guerilla gripped...

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Jamaica, Jamaica, Jamaica now day comes bright
Her white dress lifted over blue legs of mountains
Marbled to the sky. It drank diamond littered night
Leaving nothing but  an empty cup, where fountains
Of rivers use to full...

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"Birth of Venus" 

The yo yo 
bleeds and bends
a life haunted by ghouls

green nymphs
blowing pixie dust
kissing bottom 

a donkey’s soul
tight rope walkin' -
all for love

trust 
is the pill 
swallowed

suspension;

addiction, 
the lies laid 
believed in cut...

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It's the irreverent soda stain which irks me today
swelling the wood milky white in a ring
and satisfying that place in my brain's back pocket
which daily refuses to be satisfied.
Lipstick on the coffee cup at Waffle...

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They run my neighborhood.
Constant, breaking only for food.
Movement unending, shifty eyes.
Dirty plans, planning lies.
Languidly, they go walking.
Loud. Irreverently talking.
On the weekends,
they multiply. They gather.
Parties abound.
Their neighbors don't matter.
I try to enjoy my tea in peace,
while...

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Treading softly over luscious loam and skeletal leaves
Wisps of virtuoso violin slipping through cracks in topiaries
A savory smoke curing wild boar
With bated breath I hunt the soireé

Convivial spirits frolic in elaborate tongues
Entwining reveries immortal phantasms...

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while spreading a nocturne
on your body,
i was stunned :
a cobra stands up !
between us, the storm and fury of a 
burst dam was released; i start playing
with the words irreverently:

spiders in the glass jar
staring with...

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"The Vagaries"

You could go all Zen over Me,
I’d listen studiously, then, spit it out 
like cherry seeds for integration

the flesh of it all,
"The Past", savoured;
"The Future",

for lame time-wasting 
poetic rebels pretending
to be connoisseurs, parlaying -

"The...

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I stand on the brink of tranquility
A short distance from out-of-touch,
Surrounded by chaotic disapproval
All around me swirling in confusion,
Wondering whether truth has died--
[sacrificed on the altar of popularity]
When it was irreverently interred;
What it left for...

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