Long Mose Poems

Variations On A Theme...
of hodgepodge strewn helter skelter
wonky inviting reader to mentally swelter.

Ach'n (ache Ken and burn'n) 
kickstarting existential and proverbial struggle
me species classified as generic muggle
analogous to entertainer 
with namesake of yours truly
starring an...

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I'm lean, I'm mean, I'm tough as nails
Nothing could frighten me
I'm ready to defend my turf
as you can plainly see
Ju-Jitsu man, master of knife and sword,
Can shoot an eye out at a mile...
No fool would...

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Variations On A Theme...
Ach'n (ache Ken) Existential Struggle...

(NOT by Bellini, Paganini, Rossini...
Eeny Meany Miney Moe - si,
nor the three stooges tee hee hee)

twill never end till...this oft writ trend
of mine will never end,
only when...mortality
ike'n no...

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Great Grandpa Moses first built the old shack
in the summer on nineteen twenty-three,
thrown up with big logs, hard maple and oak,
it only measured twelve feet by fifteen.

There have been two expansions since those days,
a real...

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My first amendment right was never fought for overseas! It was Martin Luther King who was beat to his knees! It was Fanne Lou Hamer who gave me permission to speak! It was a war...

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The Pyrex Question

All my life I have been quite confused.
My concern is the brand name Pyrex.
At the start I was glad, quite enthused.
It's clear to me now I'm under a hex.

I've searched all the aisles...

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Picked up Jane and we're walking to the balcony,
and shown where we'll be sitting as the crowds mose-in,

and there's some excitement 'neath the floor we had left,
sparked favored light applause from one estranged bereft,

we're bemused...

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WISE WORDS WAIT, while foolish intellect speaks, 

conceits of mind, holier than thou, to no avail. 

Separates poor minority from select's special conceit elite!
 
Thus FED DARK DREAD, causes divisions of unrest,
 
by the dog...

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Seeking solitude, through glass doors I ventured into the forest. 
Led by a path of thickened brush. 
At winter's end, temp' sixty strong, it made for a pleasant stroll, enhanced by the whistles of the...

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Moses supposes and poses to know
what god had in mind to show
so when he wrote on the notes of gold
he wrote them onto a page of stone.
...
Men who penned in a constant
Thought that sense was...

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In my time upon this earth
the places where I've lived
have created memories to numerous to count
some memories, good and warm
other memories, bad and cold
best forgotten for all the pain
they have caused me.
The many homes through...

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Poet: Ken Jordan
Poem: Mose Parker
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
written: September 20, 2013


He's 
"top shelf,"
now -

These 
are 
the words
Mose Parker,
said
when he liked 
you -

"Man, 
she's "Top Shelf,"
and
He's "Top Shelf" -

Now 
the good
Shepherd 
is gone -

He left us
yesterday -

His spiritual
journey
will be 
smooth,

on the way
towards
that 
bright
heavenly 
light -

He was 
a gentle 
spirit,

that 
rendered
a smile
to...

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Cap’n Jordan was a scallywag from his nose to his toes.
He was determined to follow the gold through rumors galore.
Trusty companion tried to follow him, his name was Mose.
But Cap’n Jordan came just as Cap’n...

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L inda-Marie Instantly
A wakens the mind and shares coffee
U would be instantly delighted so
G rab a great cup and join the table
H umble with a smile we sat a while
S haring our sugars and cream
!...

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Sonetto Rispetto Sonnet

Wind ripped through the rigging and wind was strong
blowing cold,. Sheets with extended billows 
were stiff, unyielding and men struggled long
to reef them making safe the Mary Rose.

In waves she pitched and rolled...

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Muddrocker, the moose, crossed the reindeer’s picket line
He’ll be okay, father reassured mother, he’ll be fine.
Dasher and Vixen wanted to scratch out Muddrocker’s eyes.
Santa was thrilled to see him on Christmas Eve, no big surprise.

Reindeer...

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Muddrocker, the moose, crossed the reindeer’s picket line
He’ll be okay, father reassured mother, he’ll be fine.
Dasher and Vixen wanted to scratch out Muddrocker’s eyes.
Santa was thrilled to see him on Christmas Eve, no big surprise.

Reindeer...

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I would call out to someone
I have no one
Do I need anyone?
Am I not someone?

Am I someone to you?
I prefer though... a stranger
If you knew...
I’ll be everyone no better

Is there someone you need?
Someone you know......

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I have a unique talent everyone knows
I can balance cheerios on my middle toes
On both feet, and sometimes off of my nose
If I dunk them in chocolate and one of them glows.

Thousands want this secret...

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"Upside Down World"


the lightness of being
the darkness of truth
still and silent jades

camouflaged
prisons in your
freedom greens

we touch the mirror
to see reflection 
of the other

pools of forever
watching me 
watch you 

deep waters
undercover
private eyes 

crisp green apples
worn out...

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