Long Mewling Poems

The Game of Hockey 

By Government decree, lacrosse
Is Canada’s national sport,
But in the hearts and minds of Canadians,
Hockey rules supreme.
Hockey is a winter sport enjoyed by Canadians since 1875,
When the game was first played, on...

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Phobias
	A Bluto is not that Disney dog
	It was when a mewling 
	that I would scream 
	Should they wet my body
	And then apply cream
	
	Ablutophobia – fear of bathing, washing, or cleaning
	
	Achluo the demon that lurks
	In darkened...

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"Dead Crush"



Oh uplift me woman
if we were to have a 
conversation would 
bees fly out of your mouth
or just mewling, simpering 
watered-down honey
not so pristine, just soft
and somewhat 
ingratiatingly tainted
you ply uplifting
romantic notions
like an air...

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a lonely place.
It's nothing to do with that person
who asked how are you? this morning.
It's to do with staring through
fear-frosted windows
as snow sugar-sifts the street,
watching through dark windows
as firework flowers burst to bloom in a...

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There is, in the Los Angeles area, a well-known brand of milk, called Alta Dena.  Near also,
is the city named Alta Dena, and my grandson lives there.  I asked him if he had...

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Why does the Moon think she is obligated to hide her body from the Earth?
Does she not know her revolving mass entrances our eyeballs to her blueish, gray hue?
Doesn't she know that when she shows...

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A Troubled Soul

They use these three words for countless endeavors, a face with no soul and a body with no mind
Impaled by my inside thoughts, my heart and mind dueling each other for control, a...

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Gray Sky modeled, a Leaf on its Falling,

And thus tenaciously wounded, a slow and Bitter Abandon

Crashes,

Past Churches among Coals

And Faces lined, tunneled by ants, cicadas

The mouths of Sad dead Men.

Gray Sky tears Into Dirt,

Cars and...

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To my dearest dear…
Waited! Waited! And Waited!
Long-time yet no reply
How are you? Where are you?
Since November you didn’t called back.
Writing for you once again
Just with that hope you will answer me back. 

All these days...

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Jim was a young black lad,
In the era of slavery in the States.
And there was nothing he had,
Except a merciless owner filled with hates.

He worked hard on the plantation all day,
Only to face discrimination &...

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COME HOME TO ME

                               ...

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      Once a fierce warrior of the night,
with battle scars gleaming 
under the moon's cold light,
a feral feline, solitary and strong,
a singular peculiarity
where loneliness had lingered for far too long.

Roaming...

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He crossed the room toward the door as evening fell, 
the daylight slowly fading and spilling on the floor 
     in pools of black. 
The child was still there on the...

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He crossed the room toward the door as evening fell, 
the daylight slowly fading and spilling on the floor 
     in pools of black. 
The child was still there on the...

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He crossed the room toward the door as evening fell, 
the daylight slowly fading and spilling on the floor 
     in pools of black. 
The child was still there on the...

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I 
am 
the 
voice 
in 
the 
early 
twilight 
calling.I 
am 
the 
voice 
that 
cried 
in 
the 
dusk. 
Am 
the 
limbs 
shaking 
and 
the 
lungs 
convulsing. 
I 
own 
the 
tongue 
that 
cracked,the 
lips 
that 
parched 
and...

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He crossed the room toward the door as evening fell, the daylight slowly fading and spilling on the floor in pools of black. A child was there on the stoop, mewling and wriggling in her...

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He crossed the room toward the door as evening fell, the daylight slowly fading and spilling on the floor in pools of black. A child was there on the stoop, mewling and wriggling in her...

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Soul progress
     back field in motion
The guff
     Chose, chose, live grow leave!  GO!

Leapt from heaven's gold
Jump started into a human mold

    White clapboard...

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Darkness engulfed me
I struggled to adjust to the shadows
blinked when my vision brought to light—
an empty room, rumpled sheets of an unmade bed
a tear-stained pillow where I'd laid my head

There was a wooden luster on...

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Alas I fear, we part again.
Time won’t still, for you my friend.
Tender thoughts, refuse to help.
Scars we bare, in dreams are felt.

Time does pass, how long or when?
To meet, to see, to hold you then.
Distance...

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It was the best of tines; it was the worst of tines.
    It lay, distraught, in silence on the road.
He came around the curve, saw it too late to swerve;
  ...

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Flood waters gushed in
From all sides roaring dreadfully!  
Only sinking heads of water reeds, 
And  a few hut roofs could be seen, 
That too remained shedding tears;
As the dark cloud-mountain burst.  
Mango...

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Turmoil Of A Sleepless Night

The days are tiring I feel but the night will set me free, 
I fall on my bed unfold my legs and again you haunt me! 
It’s the end of the...

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Bearded
 like a snail
 jealous of
 his big manly voice
Turning again
 with noses
 on spectacles
We seek
  exits from the theater
sans teeth
sans eyes
sans everything

To die
  to fly 
That is the infant
  mewling 
...

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