Long Lumping Poems

We have watched Autumn slowly arriving in mountains across the wide terrain
but we decided on a unique way to experience it….
from an open air car…on one old-fashioned train.

Sitting in our car waiting…my faith in humanity...

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Swarm of lizards on a pizza hut rally. Will make no sense if you dilly and dally. Procrastination is of no better destination than an angled cube on orifice walk. Hear no talk then. Good
a...

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Wild and eccentric
Delicious sin
A naughty pick
A bull with no pen

Only a disk
No real relation
A fantasy twist
Of imagination

Goosebumps formed
Fine hairs erect
Becoming warm
A sensual wreck

Body of brick
Persuasive and stern
Delightfully sick
Passions burn

Smooth brown hair
Camouflage his horns
Convinced it's fair
She...

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Old-fashioned parloring. Dreaming
of friendship with tea and cakes.

Feathered fascinators, blooming hats,
all dressed like a bountiful bouquet.

Chatterbox of lovely talk, liveliness
in eyes and lips. Excitement of togetherness.

A cozy of ladies is the best. Dress us up,
kiss...

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Alligator alley always answers
Bringing bulbous batches of bubbles
Creatively and curiously cavorting 
Deliberately denying and distorting
Elusive energy and enthusiasm
From freakish forwarding fanatics who foresee
Glorious globs of grotesque gossip
Hereon, hereto and herewith heralded
In illustrious illumination indicating ideas...

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Tripping, skipping, lipping Lee. I’ve got a wart hog, you’re on my knee!
Spiking, liking, biking me, I’m going to travel, far as you can see.
Hopping, bopping, cropping, key. Fits in a door knob, bigger than...

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Magical muggle, one of my dreams, delight me with your fanciness.
Magical muggle, come closer, and give me a taste of your pranciness.
“What are you doing in there?” My father roars at me.
 
Nothing, I lie.
“It...

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An un-fairie queene
from an unchivalrous tale
lumping and clumping
off beaten tracks
down beaten ones
so beaten
that they click and crack
criss-crossed with crabgrass
so tall that it looks
like some fiendish crag
it crassly sticks to soles
and copiously 
feasts on clothes
not only...

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Hear That Whisper?


 That faint whisper one can almost hear at the break of day
 is the angels fluttering dragging the last of 
 the stubborn intense pains of darkness away!

 That roar one hears...

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The one I can't touch
is a flirt, but not much.
She brushes me slowly
a hint of soft lust.
She strides along with me,
my pace she has matched.
She glances not quickly
are you sure you can pass?

A slither of...

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I came across a thought 
My mind it caught
Of the bygone that I lived
From which I was ripped 
For the rest of my life

All I took was a glance 
Of a tutor of chance
With whom...

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A shadow of a family
Sits, lumping on our couch
Watching TV with mindless eyes
Occasionally letting a few words out

The lines that bind together
Lie about on the ground like jump ropes
They’re always in the way
Tripping up dreams...

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Johannes was a gentleman; she had heard this.
Greta knew him not, but when he entered the room
she sensed it was the lord of the manor.

He was casual; spoke in a low voice.
Seemed to sense that...

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