Long Mollycoddled Poems
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Precious Priceless Progeny
Precious priceless progeny
Hands down the most dramatic change ever needed to make the most profound impact awoke from helping beget the first offspring. An internal paradigm shift reshuffled priorities...
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Categories:
mollycoddled, absence, adventure, angst, anniversary, beautiful, celebration, creation,
Form:
Rhyme
Stricken With Anguished Nausea
Stricken with anguished nausea
Written three years ago tomorrow,
yet superimposed (likened to
emotional palimpsest) upon
mental state of yore
recent post traumatic stress
triggered courtesy war
torn legally tendered greenbacks,
where enemy bonded, heisted, and netted
mine...
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Categories:
mollycoddled, abuse, age, analogy, angst, anniversary, anxiety, betrayal,
Form:
Rhyme
Every January first of the new year
Every January first of the new year...
finds me (a doggone muttering Homo sapien)
to give pause for reminiscences
and to take stock (sh lock and barrel)
about mein kampf in general
and previous three hundred
and sixty five days in...
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Categories:
mollycoddled, adventure, age, america, angel, anniversary, celebration, humorous,
Form:
Free verse
Personal Vicissitudes Pronounced Irrepressible Self Loathing
Personal vicissitudes pronounced irrepressible self loathing
Ever since mine late boyhood
when unstoppable coded
cellular processes did segue
I experienced abhorrence
toward yours truly,
an extremely introverted kid,
whose parents nor siblings
(one younger and older sister) could
not arouse him
out of...
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Categories:
mollycoddled, 12th grade, 2nd grade, anger, anxiety, bereavement,
Form:
Free verse
A Trite Nihilistic Occasion
A Trite Nihilistic Occasion
This doodling Yankee
(boot noah dandy)
doth newt lack chutzpah,
tries to finagle Fitbit
fitting figurative footwear,
that ideally Fitzhugh
like custom made glove snugly,
terrifically, unequivocally matching,
thence...
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Categories:
mollycoddled, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, absence,
Form:
Free verse
Happiness is a new wireless mouse
Happiness is a new wireless mouse
I bought from Staples earlier today
November 18th, 2024
cuz the the older one malfunctioned.
Said older generation mouse sported
a rather extensive "mouse cable,"
one end of which ended
in a standard connector
namely a USB...
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Categories:
mollycoddled, 1st grade, 6th grade, age, america, autumn,
Form:
Free verse
A Trite Nihilistic Occasion - Part One
This doodling Yankee (boot noah dandy)
doth newt lack chutzpah,
tries to finagle Fitbit fitting figurative footwear,
that ideally Fitzhugh
like custom made glove snugly,
terrifically, unequivocally matching,
thence handily solving Finger hut issue,
when...
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Categories:
mollycoddled, deep, earth, fantasy, goodbye, holocaust, humanity,
Form:
I do not know?
Telling White Lies
Telling "White Lies"
My mother got born November
thirteenth, nineteen hundred thirty five
within poverty stricken household
of Canarsie, Brooklyn, the youngest
(most mollycoddled) of four siblings,
experienced grinding poverty, no
matter maternal grandfather (Moishe
Kuritsky), a tailor he lacked drive
(and felt neutral...
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Categories:
mollycoddled, abuse, age, america, anger, betrayal, cry, environment,
Form:
Rhyme
A Conversation
On entering the afterlife, to be met by my father.
(Hopefully a long way off)
> Hello Dad, it has been many a year
< Not for me, time has no meaning here
...
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Categories:
mollycoddled, father,
Form:
Rhyme
The Missus Brings Me High Test Coffee
The missus brings me high test coffee...
A cold wintry January 53rd, 2021
at Highland Manor apartments
picturesque snow covered landscape
safely ensconced within Unit B44,
we (yours truly and wife)
occupy bedroom and
television room respectively
comfortably numb and toasty warm
at sixty...
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Categories:
mollycoddled, 12th grade, adventure, dance, environment, february, first
Form:
Free verse
Woodstock Fifty Years Ago August 15 19, 2019
WoodStock - Fifty Years Ago August 15-19, 2019
I knew nary a whit about
rock n roll history
soon to unfold August fifteen –
eighteen ninety sixty nine
mollycoddled, nestled,
obliviously preoccupied
bajillion miles away
attending Baker Park Day Camp
within Phoenixville, Pennsylvania
innocently naive...
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Categories:
mollycoddled, anniversary, appreciation, celebration, friendship love, love, tribute,
Form:
Epic
Birthing a Sonnet
Writing my first Sonnet was like a pregnancy.
I knew I wanted to give birth to one
and took on the parental responsibility
knowing it wouldn't... or shouldn't take nine months.
There'd been no morning sickness nausea
but there...
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Categories:
mollycoddled, birth, humorous, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Telling White Lies
Telling "White Lies"
My mother got born November
thirteenth, nineteen hundred thirty five
within poverty stricken household
of Canarsie, Brooklyn, the youngest
(most mollycoddled) of four siblings,
experienced grinding poverty, no
matter maternal grandfather (Moishe
Kuritsky), a tailor he lacked drive
to support his...
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Categories:
mollycoddled, abuse, age, america, child abuse, cinderella, city,
Form:
Ballad
Personal Vicissitudes Pronounced Irrepressible Self Loathing Part I
Ever since mine boyhood
I experienced abhorrence
toward yours truly,
an extremely introverted kid,
whose parents nor siblings
(one younger and older sister) could
not arouse him out of his emotional torpor
akin being on par with
Peter Peter pumpkin eater...
whereby he (meaning
author...
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Categories:
mollycoddled, 2nd grade, abuse, discrimination, family, grief, introspection,
Form:
Free verse
Puppet Associates
Hope was Burrow's substance, where he poured his time,
Pedalling steadily.
Intended path made smooth for those in legacy line.
Sliced through wiry roots,
Watchguard Wombat dug safety spaces.
Safety albeit empty,
claw shortening scooping to prop up...
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Categories:
mollycoddled, analogy, animal, bird, caregiving, culture, dance,
Form:
Narrative
Mother Earth Day
Within womb universe’s birth
nebulous placenta housed
seeds of life and white lily
billions of years in future
mid-wifery lady Madonna i.e. Gaia
twill abort... cancel... fail
cosmic amniotic fluid infinitesimal kernel
unknowingly intimated mother earth
giver of extant flora...
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Categories:
mollycoddled, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, abuse,
Form:
Free verse
Waiting For Good Dough
No matter yours truly
(potential rising star -
analogous to ascending yeast)
bred for easy street
life of po' witless
mendicant nimbly,
pointlessly, and rhythmically
shuffles (think tramp)
along his poetic little feet
garden variety beastie boy
aimlessly, fortuitously, halfheartedly,
and mindlessly follows
one after another backstreet
revisiting,...
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Categories:
mollycoddled, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 9th
Form:
Free verse
Who Says That Crime Doesn'T Pay
Note-Barlinnie Prison-is meant to be one of Britains toughest prisons.However,times
are changing and many impoverished criminals see it as a roof over their head with
no need to worry about where the next meal is...
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Categories:
mollycoddled, lifechristmas, christmas, moon,
Form:
Rhyme
Lonely Kate
Her parents mollycoddled Kate in every kind of way.
Her life was so good at home, she decided to stay.
She kept their rules and cleaned their amazing house.
Her days were spent playing with a friendly pet...
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Categories:
mollycoddled, age,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Fleeting Faces
Wanted to touch the fluffy white clouds
But realised it is unattainable.
Wanted to fly, but was bounded.
Mollycoddled in fantasies and fairy-tailed world
Went to delve them out
Found them only fallacies.
We're moving in islands
Thus dwindling in realities and...
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Categories:
mollycoddled, life
Form:
Free verse
Old Houses of Charlottenburg
betroth yourselves
to old houses of Charlottenburg
let yourselves be mollycoddled
by the petrified rain king
buy yourselves a shiny armour
of a former seraphim
call yourselves bourgeois,
dear ambassadors of art
prosy playwriters
live futile lives
full of futile effort
we are the revenants...
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Categories:
mollycoddled, dream, imagery, surreal,
Form:
Free verse
School Rickshaw
Tiny tots
No thoughts
Uniformed, Bagged, Tiffinboxed, Waterbottled
In microcosm mollycoddled.
Childish, pettifoggy, peremptory
Yet sent out to be a small soldier in
The gargantuan, outer world
Squeezed as if chickens in a van
Tearful eyes, woolly babble, scream
Picked up from homes, left...
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Categories:
mollycoddled, childhood
Form:
Free verse