Long Lubricate Poems

The Highways and the Byways
By Franklin Price
10/27/2107
(Inspired by Nancy McIntyre Stepp)

 The highways and the byways
Of this life in which we've grown
Bring back many memories
Of  places we have known

The Interstates most boring
They bypass most...

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Ah... tis nothing greater than...

malfunctioning heater 
on that brisk winter day
recorded here as proof positive
regarding following reasonable rhyme.

While scrolling thru 
poems crafted yesteryear,
I chanced to jog my memory where
there
occurred power outage necessitated 
more than divine...

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Solitaire / Solitude

Solitude will be my recognition, my fame !
Solitude is my time to claim !
Solitary is my adopted name !
Solitaire is the name of my game,
to play away these hours of mine
until there is...

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Cherry Tree Music Co-op

alternately titled instant infatuation: 
a moment of spontaneous spunk
instantaneously transformed 
ordinarily shy guy into a quidnunc
courtesy powder milk biscuits
inside his mouth 
bitesize morsels did plunk
wafted courtesy pheromones 
found him punchdrunk
reclusive tendencies bubbled...

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With wind in the air, girl in the honeymoon, technology shape our thinking, I cannot sleep without having to think about you Why I look so sad tell me the white lines that you see...

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I can see the strange look in your eyes when you walked through the door; I see the strange look on your face when you see the children running all over the place. Urgency is...

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Cherry Tree Music Co-op
(Saint Mary's Church -
3916 Locust Walk; City)
(Circa mid nineteen nineteen eighties
after the common lee
washed out tide dull era - CODA).

Naughty bits and pieces asper
     an uneventful memory came...

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Chino

By Edmund Siejka

(from East Of Seventh, Local Gems Press publisher. Available on Amazon)


Waiting near a candy store 
For something to happen
Chino pretended to be his idol 
The 1950’s celluloid rebel
Marlon Brando.

While the film actor made...

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Along with the Thunder
came Tempestas, goddess of storms
turtle doves scattered on  
corrugated roof, grey feathers flying when glimpsing her fierce amber countenance 
this is time of rattling cracked panes
loose screws
when weather ruled, seemingly profane
warmonger...

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The shield riders heading over the Dunlaven bridge,
They ride as swift as the wind,
already their weapons were ready,
they did glint, not, in the deepening shadow.
Ride to your fate Valkyrie,
shield maidens of the red,
shield riders of...

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A priest once told me that the lump
on my hand was a ganglion,
a fortress of fat besieged by health.
At last it burst and the hand swelled
like an old man's,
shovel shaped and splayed.

It was her black...

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(alternately titled: ah me go march'n home on derange)

I'll play the devil's advocate, yet
prepare a stance with pitchfork
     against misinterpreted faux attempt
     to describe, how whet
d'ya column...

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The Devil’s watch has started and the time is consummate
A strange and tranquil calmness mocks our terrifying wait
There, just beyond our window moves like fearsome reprobates
A pair of tortuous demons meant all Hell to perpetrate
We...

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(It’s Simply Now) A Matter of When

Verse: 	I’m phoning up a lawyer, I can’t take this anymore
the whiskey and the women keep pouring out the door
	You’re staying out ‘til sunrise, then sleeping in till noon
		so...

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for : Choose a line 2
Sponsor : Joseph May
prompt: “The darkened sky stole my tears”
submission date :  27/5/25
Placed : 4th : multiple 

   RETURN MY TEARS 

The darkened sky stole my tears
soprano...

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Here I go, I'm telling you that what I feel is real.
It's easier to feel, than tell you what I feel.
If I feel this strongly, it's important that you know.
For the greatest loves in history...

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Hear my cry O` Lord ;Listen to my voice.
In pain and sorrow ,I cry unto thee.
My bones are weak and my heart troubled.
Heal me and soothing my heart with your
Viscous oil of joy. Lubricate my...

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CONT from Part 2
                        Snot Man Blue Part 3



Sick with guilt Snot...

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A smile can hide a thousand tears
keeping lies unknown throughout the years
hiding away one's darkest fear
but it never feels the pain i bear....

A tear to unite me with those of broken heart 
A smile to...

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the causes i have lost
ever think the clouds
are hiding something
unfelt from birth
bounced around by atoms
grounded to beneath the ground
down
beaten like a beg
with no
rested pecs
Hero to nuns
ashamed suns
ending just befor
be
gin in a gin ring
unnoticedly unnotice a
bubble
dying...

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Come to me..
And I will quench.
Umbrella free..
And I will drench. 

Fill your rivers..
Every one.
Morning grass..
I rest upon. 

Cut the rock
In Canyon Grand.
Cool you as
Your skin is fanned.. 

Descend to earth
As sad clouds cry,
Restore the arid...

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The fairest land among other earthly spot
She is blessed, dark and more beautiful than what other folks thought
Surrounded by numerous river for bath and food
Her shelve is seen with abundant oil to lubricate her food
Her...

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Poetry Often is an "Open Prayer".
Or; “What came first “The Lyrics or the Song”?
Poetry could be. Hypnotizing and mesmerizing.
A spell cast upon the receiver/reader to intoxicate -
Lubricate-and thought combine.
Poetry, can educate, eradicate, aggravate-agitate.
A good write,...

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Poetry Often is an "Open Prayer".
Or; “What came first “The Lyrics or the Song”?
Poetry could be. Hypnotizing and mesmerizing.
A spell cast upon the receiver/reader to intoxicate -
Lubricate-and thought to combine.
Poetry, can educate, eradicate, aggravate-agitate.
A good...

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Come to me..
And I will quench.
Umbrella free..
And I will drench. 

Fill your rivers..
Every one.
Morning grass..
I rest upon. 

Cut the rock
In Canyon Grand.
Cool you as
Your skin is fanned.. 

Descend to earth
As sad clouds cry,
Restore the arid...

Read More