Long Mandarins Poems

Memories of My Parents

Memories of my father
Bring forth the autumn walks.
Shades of nature on the crunchy leaves
At the man-made lake down the hill
From the little white house
With the green picket fence,
Which our large family lived...

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Peculiar words crawling over the pages of my journal
Leafs of beige bound by counterfeit leather
Small enough to rest within my palm

Masks, quarantine, isolation, Covid, Alone
Lyrics scribbled upon blue lines traversing 
Three hundred and more pages,...

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#RED:
RENDERING A RICH, RIPE, ROBUST REVEALING, {A RAVENOUS APPEALING}
A FIERY FURY/FEVER PITCH IN HEAT INTENSITY PROVIDING FULFILLING IMMENSITY!


BLUE: BURSTING BRILLIANCE OF BEAUTIFUL BOUNTY AND BENEFICIAL BROADENING...
{NATURE'S SWEET NON-COMPETE  WITH FLAIR} "BLURPLE" A.K A. BLUISH...

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The Team.   

Here we are in Gayndah town, 
The parks are all filled up. 
With Caravans and Motor homes,
‘N’ Backpackers trying their luck.

The pickers are around the trees,
And filling Gaypak bins.
As cold and...

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Saturday Farmers’ Market 

Here’s how it goes at our Farmers’ Market:
shoppers all ages, clothing, and races,
parents push bundled babies in strollers, 
children dash eagerly through the crowd. 
Others meander to and fro, seeking 
new food...

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“Heady heights..bright neon lights..giddy delights

Arsonists torching the Indian empire

Reputations scorching..awash with brilliant whites

Gilded generation ire… spoils soiled in an oily quagmire

Sailing the conquest crest..Kiwi veneration..scaling Test Everest

Perturbed…wondrous walloping to disturbed lolloping..absurdly dire

Otherworldly umami of the...

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litany of the Church of the Ecstatic Coma
love shouldn't be a pile of rags
I was playing pinkie dinkie
with next door Suzie Woozy
her father was CIA a spy catcher 
with a big spy catcher mitt
try not...

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We strolled hand in hand
along Naples cobbled streets
beneath nearly blown- off linen sheets
Hanging  from old  balconies.

Street musicians played their bagpipes
ciaramellas,mandarins
In this southern bustling city
where the crowd will never sleep.

Blessed by silent moments
in Duomo...

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Are you ready for a brand new year
The spring festival coming
So let’s all cheer
The lunar calendar starts again
It’s time to clean the cobwebs my friend




Gifts of red envelope’s everywhere
This is the Chinese New Year
The year...

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2025.05.18

Today, I had a morning started quite roughly.
I almost missed the bus,
Then actually missed the stop at the train station, 
That costed me one hour moving and waiting around.
Finally, I reached my destination.
I climbed up...

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Wrapped up in a suit of mandarins
playing hop-scotch with 
a hillbilly from Enniskillen
whose left leg is filled with
soot and yellow dust
all wrapped up in a festering, 
three week old banana crust.

A Marilyn Monroe figure 
enters...

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Kiwi Cricket's Shangri La...


"Can still hear the deafening din of the Indian crowd chagrin.

Stunned shell shocked silence at mandarins' sins.

Yet somehow still so loud

Like thunder down under in the proud

Land of the long white cloud.

Daring...

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Febrile Fog obfuscates palimpsest varnished promises..

Naysayers hoodwinked... deluded players peeling layers..denuded..

Deafening din of our chagrin...

Espoused by rabbles roused by mandarins’ sins..

Tarnished...pampered pilferers pickpocketing public purses...

Deploring the warring cacophony of citizens curses.. 

Ignoring the boring nagging...

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Now Ms Dietrich, 
I have to give a response,
To your poem on behalf of fruit lovers, thus;
Of fruits we will disagree
I love then for breakfast, even for tea.
I love my apples, peaches and pear
Watermelons, coconuts,...

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1/19/16

That is it
After this
No matter if
The road ahead is hazardous
Beside many establishments
Waters with or without halibuts
And areas where the ground and air has traces of contaminants

Bought her a lot of amethyst
And garnets that were called...

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Obtuse abuse..rude platitudes shout..

About alternative attitudes..generations..

Scream at different altitudes & latitudes..

Venerate mandarins sins.. 

Generate pernicious vicissitudes

Vicious avaricious machinations..

Celebrate nations chagrin…

Pander to propaganda spin..

AI garlanded reputations..

Cohorts in suits cavort in cahoots..

Kiss or diss..the abyss

Hiss of mis-information...

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Lemons are sour and limes are green
mandarins are as sweet is anything
I like oranges

Kumquats and clementines have funny names
grapefruits and pomelos taste the same
I like oranges

Sweeties are as sweet is citrus goes
but I would rather...

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In an epoch and era far removed from ours,
  Dwelt two golden gophers on the planet Mars.

Asked one of the other, while hugging his interplanetary car,
  Saw you not that adorable smooching star?

Returned...

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