Long Mordacious Poems

A cartridge filled with a horde of shackled emotions, am I,
Trifle feelings loiter within me, until she elicits them out,
Wizened by time, she knows that otherwise I might turn mordacious... 
God guides my pen and...

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i bathed in mordacious threats,
always leading in mordant speech; 
perpetual hatred-
so i became unified with my essence,
goodbye to that vitriolic fiend...
             ~i should...

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tap of nails, slide wood, pull drapes 
stains loiter in round mug shapes

water sipped, books stack, words leap
hush wizened pages, neighbors sleep 

journals, confessionals, down or up
old cartridge spills, pens horde in cup

shackled hands, lungs...

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Written: January 10, 2025

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Wenches of Whimsy and Woe
In the world of the fiddled...

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At first it appeared nothing was wrong,
But then one cartridge could be seen on the floor
Then more bullets were found scattered nearby
A horde of bullets in a wooden box shacked to the floor.

Through the door...

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The equanimity of the day reached beyond my solitary realm,
As if the tune of demise fathomed the doleful heart of mine;
Escaped from the autistic aftermath blamed by mordacious charm,
Healed beyond charade of some credulous bonds...

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Wizened and shriveled,
       he was cut down to size-
In disbelief, she lied and he cried 
crimson tears from his eyes.
Shackled in a retention cage 
    ...

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The beggar

Wizened by lack, more than by age
The old blind beggar, who does loiter our streets
Unknown to most, is the legend
Behind the tales of Joe the bandit

With his great horde, he'd ridden into our town
The...

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     An Empty Page- Free Verse

 Empty thoughts  loiter in his mind
 As  new words he tries to find
 But shackled by an absent muse
 No words come forth...

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Freedom of Self                      Date: 3.29.17

We advance, shackled to ourselves,
Believing in the grandeur of freedom.
The...

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Sarcastic words spewed forth. Such vile mordacious sayings,
Always arguing and scoffing in the square where she'd loiter
Ridiculing the gathered horde for their time spent in praying
Casting her leers and jeers to elicit their contempt in...

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          Over the years, I have wizened
      as a writer and poet - now I pen
easily and can elicit the emotions...

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The wizened hunter had but one cartridge
remaining this was no trifle matter.
For he’d been attacked by a hungry horde
of rats when he took shelter in this cave.

And now a mordacious wind was morphing
into a severe...

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Amidst the Barbaric heathen hordes
Mordacious majesty’s scrofulous swords
Corroding cathedrals in the morning mist
Rampageous residuals that we must resist

In the valleys of darkness, my soul savors still
For the bloodstained moon begins her spill
The ruffled red rains...

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Cruel time had wizened her 
and horde of memories were shackled, 
   She lost her way, she felt so numb, 
and continued to loiter in snow,

With mordacious look, 
she tried to elicit response...

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He stands out in a horde
shackled by deep hate, 
wizened, yet venom in full store
elicits a man’s devilish state.
 
His mordacious act make’s heart chill
when  trifle things that least matter
provoke's him to discharge a cartridge to nil...

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A horde of mordacious words the old man fired at her
as if he were a wizened wizard
trying to elicit from her some shocked indignation.

Already shackled (of her free own will) to self-discipline, she replied:
You are...

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Grabbing my camera and cartridge
I got away from my mordacious boss,
work at the newspaper was great but
being shackled to my desk a dismal choice,

Roving around I spied the usual horde of folks
shopping on the square...

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Wizened old person that I am,
wading through the horde 
of clerks at Staples, I loiter a bit
trying to recall the cartridge number I need. 
Too loudly, a mordacious clerk comments, 
“Wonder if we should call...

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