Long Moseying Poems

I was a knowledgeable color expert, with a degree in enthralling color theory,
And was proficient with color related software, like evening sun grown weary.

With cognizance of color psychology, and emotional effects of different hues,
I created...

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Once upon a time two gumdrops dissolve


once upon a time
there were two gumdrops
she was purple, he was yellow
they were complete opposites
they both worked at a hotel
on a white sandy beach
with palm trees swaying on the...

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would what that be junior? senior? sophomore?

since this brother in law rarely emails, 
     ye may scrunch countenance puzzled, 
     or on verge of emitting flatulence, 
...

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A broad vale next to Lake Champlain,
early morning, before the heat,
barbed wire fence next to a field
where John Arnold’s sheep are grazing.
Tall grass is hiding most of them,
white humps moseying about there,
their heads poke up...

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12/06/2020 03:41 PM.

Imagine a long and winding line
all the way to Jabip
upon the handle of small grocery cart
envision mine white knuckle grip,
as the misses commandeers
moseying up and down every single aisle,
whereby an electrocardiogram
would indicate spiky...

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Meandering along Schwenksville Road...
while listening to SiriusXM Radio

An Autumn like day (August 28th, 2021)
found me and the missus venturing
along unfamiliar roads.

Said spouse manned wheel of automobile
courting entering land of the lost,
nevertheless experiencing zest
she drove as...

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She was from one side of the ocean
Where the people were busy
Hustling, bustling
Busy, was she

He was from the other side of the ocean
Where life was a bit slower
Moseying along
Slower, was he

It was in a metropolis...

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I found myself
Wandering across
A dreamscape
That was not my own;
And wondering
About the many
Dreamscapes of
The wanderers,
Suddenly seeing
That I was wandering
The dreamscape of
The wonderers of
The wanderers
That still wonder;—
A dreamscape
All my own and
Still not mine.

I found myself
Moseying with
The meanderers;
Found...

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Two Dogs at the Gateway
By Sy Roth


They slurped their saliva, 
huge globs,
big, barking mouthfuls 
dripping from their jowls like milky icicles 

Teeth-bared lips,
They guarded the gateway.
Pleased by their vacated spittle,
their noses now sniffed the air,...

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A wandering canal, mirroring serenity, the face of an emerging season,
Lush, sprawling, verdant, frolicking hills;
A pastoral sight, wandering through an idyllic region.

Journeying on paths of free will,
Surrounded by fields of hopeful golden seed,
Lush, sprawling, verdant,...

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You can slow up, you can't slow down. You gotta keep going till the angels touch the ground. X2

This is how the Lord made me, a country boy singing glory b. Angels wings and broken...

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Somber silly little Setter, English; painting trapped himself in the side yard whimpering, howling away wildly. 


Sunscreen-on, moseying on over, in His tenderness He offers a helping hand. Hot Summers cool vapors the blessings found...

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Moseying through packed flakes,
He leaves a trail
Twisting and looping
Like a rough mountain road.
With caution he turns to retrace
His trodden path
To get lost again in the
Winding wonder he created.
But he finds the path
Unforgiving in reverse
As he...

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Peace was beyond me the other night,
violence tested me with painful plight,
moseying tricks to loiter and fall,
the notions of proper etiquette's crawl,

See, violence only acts as fare,
to dis-armor peace's proportions of care,
until lowering defenses in...

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