Long Mosey Poems

*** Notice to the residents of Milton Creek ***

Tom serves as mayor. never complaining, so he gets what he requests 
No blood in his steak, apple pie with sweet cream. Aces cooks that meal
to perfection...

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Kublai winter days are slow and steady. He is now my fluffy
old boy dog. Sleeps a lot and is somewhat of a loner. Genghis and Sassy
follow me always wanting my attention. Not Kublai, I have...

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Along some bank of ambiguity.
Isolated while in wonder,
I lacked motivation.
Consequently, I preferred to be someplace different.
I perceived myself wandering near the banks,
Concerning one Tiber River in Rome.
"What is behind me,
Is not in front of me!"
Snickering,...

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GIVE A DOG A BAD NAME

I shouldn't have called my dog 'Todger'
Though it seemed pretty cool at the time
I didn't think it would hurt his feelings
And be honest, it isn't a crime.

We were really good...

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Before scant opportunity
to make amends totally tubular slips away,
I (one generic doubting thomas)
reach out across cyberspace without delay
jumpstarting and kickstarting reflections
linkedin with fifty plus shades of gray
snapchatting and twittering
do you know the way to San...

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A post from the past.....just trying to put down all the ones I have written but deleted when I left the site for a while......this is almost too long, but I couldn't find which animal...

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The trouble with idiot lights,
You see, it’s a problem
That goes, perhaps,
Farther than me.

There's abundant ignorance
That floats in the bog
In a kingdom where machines
Can measure breath’s grog.

More than vast numbers
Aggregating in crime,
There's a feeling that
What is...

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(Oppressor say's)Old negro, don't you run no more;
  (negro says I already forgave you)
 (Oppressor say's)
Old negro, pick up da  shovel and stone;   (negro says it's up to you)
Move da dirt...

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If, as hippy folklore claims, it never rains in California,
Then the watermark is never washed out of the phoney cheque,
And when you’re dead and gone there’ll be no one here to mourn ya
For it was...

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 O! my man Oh! Man he’s got bottom feet;
My man ma’man got them bottom feet;
And My O My he’s so ever sweet;
Ma Man he’s got bottom feet;

Gen Z favors brands like, Brand 
Men's Ted...

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On a Sunday in the evening
The old barn becomes a hall
Social place where every weekend
The town folk go for a ball.
 
The inside is decorated  
Lights are lit, the banners sway
By the walls barrels...

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On the sixteenth of May, you wore white — I wore black.
It was warm, we felt pleased and we smooched with a smack.
All four parents had come.  We would reap what we sowed.
It felt...

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Here I am, Shake & Bake in the Far Out West
     where they now smoke down and out, their
          new front yards...

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On a Sunday in the evening
The old barn becomes a hall
Social place where every weekend
The town folk go for a ball.

The inside is decorated  
Lights are lit, the banners sway
By the walls barrels and...

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(lesson taught during the foggy night
of December 29th, 2018)

Right there on the driver side
front seat of locked car
(2009 Hyundai Sonata
if that adds mar
soup pea el uber lyft, heft,
distraction, et cetera),

but may as well
bajillion miles afar
happened...

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I come from the borough of Queens, New York
My classmates call me a Klutz and a dork
Those names pervaded my soul, taking a toll
Being at the bottom of the totem pole.

Then Dad took me to...

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Symbiosis 

Sitting on that rock 
Like a suburban mermaid, 
You look like a lost girl 
With a long sad story to tell.
So honey, why don’t we 
Mosey on over to Wide-track Town,
Where the freeways meet...

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Two old cowpokes were reminiscing about the olden days,
Comparing thoughts about the way things are nowadays.
Spending the afternoon guzzling beer at the local saloon,
Chawing terbaccy aiming near misses at the brass spitoon!

"Well, they is even...

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Listen Up, all good citizens of Milton Creek
If it's a night on the town and good food you seek
Come over to Aces
With your smilin' faces
The Grand Reopening's tonight. Come, take a peek!

Milt left his Aces...

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Just sittin alone at my barstool
yes, darling, I'm feelin real fine
and I confess, I admire your dress
yet I have to withhold the next line.

Cause there ain't many days till my breakdown
this darkness is comin on...

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A sign posted in front of the library tells of
no internet service available - good heavens what to do?

the rain has waned the sun is coming on which lends
a never be daunted air and so...

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I watched the old man mosey to his favorite fishing spot.
Ahead of him his faithful dog capered at a lively trot.
No fancy fishing lures for him, just a simple bamboo pole,
And a can of worms...

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Monkeys were never us; 
our entrance is more than theory. 
I came standing erect and complete.
The dust was to indulge (except of the tree)
in the place provided, where the voice walked 
in the cool of...

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Motivated by jealousy
she spitful undermined
my intentions
far to much to
mention: intruding
on my happiness
making it harder for
me to be
the person I wanted to be
as stoic as it seems
I'm lacking happiness
lacking valor rantings
it's more like constant chantings
in a...

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I'll take you on a journey
There's places we can see
I picked a few I think you'll like
I hope that you'll agree

Let's watch a blazing sunset
From somewhere on a shore
Just you and I together
I couldn't ask...

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