Long Mucked Poems

His eyes are dark, but, there's still a spark. 
There are canyons in his face.
His lungs are gone and it won't be long,
'Till his heart can't keep the pace.
He's lived three lives, had his share...

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(after Edgar Allan Poe's "The Angel of the Odd")

It was a tidy day and I sat, replete, under vellux blankets.
Sadly, my tea was weak, the bottle of cinnamon whiskey
tantalizingly low, and my feet swelling above...

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I’ve mucked around when drinking beer like many other blokes,
who love to be involved when playing silly nonsense jokes.
It’s great to see a ‘bunny’ puzzled and completely unaware
that pranksters are around him, but he doesn’t...

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“Hi my name is bottle I contain a lovely wine,
I come to you honestly I taste quite divine.”
“My friend stay a while and I’ll take care of you,
Relax have a glass, maybe one or two.
Have...

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IV Foreign affairs

« Putin, I’m rootin to stop the shootin. »
« So am I ; about time you started too. »
« Started too! Me, I’m faster than you. »
« Not start too, you fool, but Start One, Start Two. »
« Start one, start two ? What...

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Resumption of daily/nightly constitutional

I accompany my dark shadow...
(many hours before edge of night,
where twilight zone evokes night gallery),
and resumed walking a circuit
around perimeter of parking lot
today, a breezy temperate
twenty fifth of April two thousand
and twenty...

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So when the webbed-tide snares the lunars nether recesses in its glow casting shadows that arise among the craggs wedged beside some cliffs of common confirmed debris of the unnamed fallen heaps of mucked mired...

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He'd come west back in forty-nine,
three long years had passed since that time,
and still he mucked 'bout rivers cold,
with pan and shovel, seeking gold.

Fa away from Sutter's Mill,
he'd staked a claim below this hill,
a bit...

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I don’t write this for feed back or reaction 
as it's not my need too feel satisfaction 
I haven't invested nor look to progress
I'm just restless with rhymes ink press
them to an instrumental that's all
not...

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Despair that transpires, and confuses within,
around in chaos I spin and spin.
Suffering the delusions that complicate the cycle of life,
everything eats leaving only the matter of strife.
Blood red tears that form my complex heart,
suffocating from...

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O The Pestilence ripens in the fields
as pest harvests  the shops and till 
Harvesting of diminished yields
To !REAL CONSPIRACY! 
Sovereignty-PIRACY, tips the scales of justice,
feilty, unity, irony


A question mark with its answer 
Written on...

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Bleeding culture shared and sucked
Genocide and how it’s... mucked.
Oh yes I swore, again above;
Though what is it if it’s not love?

Here we are- original
Treated as invisible
All others come and like the vulture-
Dominating their mere culture
For...

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I truly can't believe what I am really seeing.
In the shadow darkness is there a shadowed being.
Open my eyes as wide as can be, to illuminate the night. 
Questioning my wavered sanity, which brings up...

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Light me up like a cigarette  
You bring up memories I can't forget
I loved you, gave you everything I could
And in the end, you misunderstood  
The things I do for you
The things I'd...

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I am a treasure 
that has no measure 

i am bought with a price 
therefore no man can trouble 
me 

i am a pillar 
that needs no filler 

i am a battle axe 
not an...

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Do you know what its like,to have memories that taunt, 
voices in your head, dreams that haunt. 
Do you know what its like, to have no heart, 
because everything you love, turns sour and tart....

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Now back to the question of being a cowboy. I think I’ll try another way.  I’ll 
compare the job I do to his. Doesn’t that sound like a laugh? I cook for the family,...

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Joe The Plumber announced he was runnin' fer Congress the other day!
Congratulations, Joe!  You the man!  Fer you I shout, "Hooray!"
Tell 'em like it is as you did with Obama - show 'em...

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Proceeding further voids the non-existent warranty on your sanity remaining intact afterwards.

I feel like a shred of confetti
Anchored by cotton knotted
To a strong, steel chain
Fused with a great grain of pain
Cast in a vast castles...

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Yepper-doddle, today I’ll use my own noddle.         
My prized antique frame sustained a despised bust.    
Wanting to show my man the tough dough in...

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Delete Fear and Dance
                 (Ode to Joy)



Many fear-mongers met at Marseilles!
To make sure all nations shook in dismay.
They used...

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A.B.C.

Little Tommy sat in class
Raised his hand, his hope to ask
If for a wee he could be free
Because he had a need to pee
The teacher said, okay with me
But nothing in this world is free
So...

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We have taken all anxiety
into our dreams
cruel, unfathomable acts 
lodge into our fascia, as pain

Part of a raging beast, 
oozing out of control
helpless cells, imbued with a wisdom
overcome by cancerous greed.

 We chase frothy bubbles
lose...

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The silky searing touch of sappy loving blood is all too much,

Milky stars melting into my murky mind as my body's red mud burns to the touch.

Make my hole riddled skin into astronomy,

Chart something pretty...

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This is written to the rhythm of the Ballad of the Green Beret
By Staff Sergeant Barry Sadler
And
Robin Moore
***
Let us roam
upon the seas
we dont want
to make history
we're fighting for
the land we love
so let us sail
though we...

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