Long Kramer Poems

Moe
Larry
Curly

Shep 
Joe

This Three-Fifth Stooges moron quartet
are brain-slow slugs you don’t wanna IQ know

Just sitting on a milk crate,
waiting outside of the MGM studio gate
Moe, Larry and Curly passed my way

They were yukking it up,
talking clown...

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Phantom feelings...
stinging prickly reminders
that missing attachments
were parts of real healing.

Painful loss replays
trauma bond tricks and treats. 
Days of death danced a two-step
with hot held hope
Two faced masking for supply. 

Divine love's inculcation
Came from a different...

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Jerry
George
Kramer
Elaine

They're my favorite show about nothing;
my jolt of funny,
my cup of insane
They're my telly four friends,
who are the nuttiest
A distinct comedic blend
of vaudeville vamped sluttiness

I love 'em to death,
they make me laugh so hard
Insane of...

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ode to the tomfoolery of 
charlie d.---
i  praise ye 
d.,
sweet falstaff of this postmodern age
who causes us to cachinnate,
stumbling backward in 
ha-ha’s,
be it when you give a guy a box full of 
hornets, aptly...

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Through graveyard
meandering, just
me and Dad
stories sad
abbreviated down to
mostly names and dates

So we tell
their stories by turns
like poor Duane
Dinwiddie
died at age thirty-three of
bee sting allergy

So tragic
how she caught a chill
Angeline
age nineteen
who died before her wedding
day, her...

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I love the smell of fresh cut wood. Did you know that? I bet you didn’t know.
Why would you?
You never asked.
Wooden hearts dangling over a baby’s bassinet.
Be not hard like my wooden heart, chipped as...

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Where is your inspiration?
It’s waiting for some needless invitation,
Or perhaps it is waiting for you to have a needed revelation.

It didn’t fly off to Vegas like your wallet,
And it’s not right under your nose this...

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Seinfeld’s Jerry, George and Cosmo Kramer
   Looked on in revulsion as Elaine danced
   Jerks and quirks embarrassingly enhanced
Her three best friends wanted to disclaim her
 
It all began at a festive...

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Something is happening that is beyond belief.
Cosmo Kramer has become a coffee table thief.
If he comes to your house, he'll steal your coffee table when your head is turned.
If you love your coffee table, you'd...

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Dedicated to my Granddaughter Heather Ashley Curtis-Kramer 
Simple Talk

I wonder if we really knew
Time would pass and she'd grow up
As days would dwindle down to few
To sit and talk and drink and sup

I miss her...

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God blessed me in many ways, 
In one to have him in my life and then he went away. 
Oh how he had a tragic death, 
How I miss his one last breath.  
God...

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God blessed me in many ways, 
In one to have him in my life and then he went away. 
Oh how he had a tragic death, 
How I miss his one last breath.  
God...

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