Long Mem Poems

In 1968,
a time of great concern for healthy human civil rights
for and of women as well as LeftBrain culturally dominant men,
Gregory Bateson invited a Symposium
not quite a finished Symphony
proposing Moral and Aesthetic Structure of Human...

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	GREEN DAY – revisited
     Although the following poetic/prosaic material written January eighteenth two thousand and eighteen, I came across these encapsulated, enclosed, encoded, and encrusted with barnacle clad body electric of...

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Still streaking down their lonely cheeks,
so many tears are shed.
With cries throughout the longest nights,
those nightmares are widespread.

I've maybe heard them once or twice,
but please bear this in mind -
there's so much shopping I must...

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Billie Joe Armstrong, 
   Mike Dirnt, and Tre Cool
which trio known (the world wide web over) 
   as the band Green Day
   composed lyrics and melodies 
  ...

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In the year 2009, she was eight, her brother was ten, I was only 59, and we were together all the time. I taxied them both to and from school every day.   ...

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Whar art mine fervent zeal for Marx Brothers?

While figuratively trout fishing
for ideas to write about
analogous (hook, line and sinker)
idea wormed itself into mind with clout
moment of awareness arose
without shadow of doubt.

As a long haired pencil...

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Brandin

I's jist gots back frum Y-OM_UN
An wents ta sees ma son un 'is wife
Thay war waitin fur a call ta goes helps a frien
An thays jist throwed me un.

Ut war un tha Kansas plains
Un thay...

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"Where flowers bloom, there is color, beauty and fragance, adding joy to life"~ By Poet
My garden now presents a lovely scene
So colorful with flowers unfolding their immaculate petals
And greeting me every morning 
In varied shape...

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Like any other morning, in New York City. Sept. 11 would rain down in memory of
a day that trajecially wasn't very pretty. Like any other morning were live well over
6 million peoples, and before many...

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i've lost so
many poems
while typing one
my mind has another

done but then
when I get
back to 
that it

is gone but
that's the
poetics
of life

my wife
didn't know
how to skip a
stone across a

calm pond
so by showing
her she happily did
just that very...

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When I was young,
I often clung,
to many little things.
I'd reach up high,
again retie,
my mama's apron strings.

I sometimes did,
what mom forbid,
although she'd make it clear.
Thoughts still linger.
I remember,
through each fleeting year.

Acquainted still,
her stories thrill,
with many left...

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There was a war sometime ago where mem were ordered young and old,
  to fight the battle keep us safe but for them no escape.
The war went on and the battle raged soldiers dieing...

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Of the many roads that I have taken
the many words which I have forsaken 
Never could my passion bring 
The lonely heart from which my cistern drinks

Gloom, the comfort of my tears
Tears, the instrument of...

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that you can’t
my Brian itches sometimes
I’m youR Dr
You were dead
But now your alive alive
Lightning gasp my shadow
on the laboratory wall
It never got a name
Monster eternal
internal something more
Quasimodo face that looks as if he rings the...

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Must get on with that poet-ry
while it’s still fresh in me mem-o-ry
where’s the paper, where’s the pen
must do a rough draft before I begin
oh, cuppa tea, cuppa tea, calling for  me
What’s happening on facebook?...

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Cowboy Joe

My dad Joe, often rode the circuit rodeo
He lasso'd horses from the word go
Often he'd break them for many a few
His lasso event went far, for his name's Joe

Many men tried to go faster...

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My friend
My friend
where did you go 
And how long
Have i been gone
where is the friend 
Once i have known
The one that showed me
A friendship so strong
He opened his arms
His heart and his home
He was always...

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My hubby, you see he's so perfect,
Never have done anything wrong,
To him, I write this song.
This song of love,
With a single dove.
My precious Angel,
My whole world, my life, my love, my universe,
My everything, My love...

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Black russian; White russian If 
you dare o0zing sex on the beach 
strolls down mem~o~rized long
Island ice tea left me stranded on A 
one night affair.

Impacted viberations through
bloody mary's vines quenching
her thrusting thirst for one...

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Ready known,the tremble,the 
fallen star,only those with 
the woundy heart,stolen 
from was the falleth 
art....only those with the 
healing cry©

Many stories with the 
spoketh wrongs,runneth in 
their wasted gaze,in a 
deaded wayz.....wisdom in the 
empted...

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Ready known,the tremble,the 
fallen star,only those with 
the woundy heart,stolen 
from was the falleth 
art....only those with the 
healing cry©

Many stories with the 
spoketh wrongs,runneth in 
their wasted gaze,in a 
deaded wayz.....wisdom in the 
empted...

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S oul of any mem is precious to God
O pen your eyes and see things God's way
C ovid-19 is bigger than any human being 
I ntelligence of men is tested beyond measure 
A ll of...

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Are they now here, the old golden days?
Are they still in mem, days well modeled?
A day I see now, those deeds weren’t
When what the story, I hear was starved

A day now what, a cock breaks...

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Here he comes again
The keyboard pounder on the loose
Sure wish he’d learn to type
Without the finger abuse
Or overuse of
The Backspace key

Don’t smack me
I didn’t lose your pictures
You should have backed them up
Before you opened that...

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all night too plan
would I be their tortured
for another day
their shapes trickling 
from the edges
of the fire

See I magine a group of shadows
gathered round a fire
I am weird cause none of ewe
Are me like
Freak my...

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