Long Mudd Poems

Recurrent sneezing fit courtesy freshly mowed grass

circa June 20th, 2022
prompted me to stutter 
self addressed rapid fire gesundheit
nsync with, spluttering
“I don't have any allergies!”

An infinitesimal slight speck tickled 
nostril follicle – activated via an itty...

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My ebbing physical prowess and strength

noticeably decreases in one direction.

I take lock, stock and barrel 
to revisit good ole days of yore
quite conscious undeclared state of war
prevails within body electric of troubadour
now seated at his...

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I take stock and revisit good ole days of yore
quite conscious undeclared state of war
prevails within body electric of troubadour
now seated at his Macbook Pro
today February 20, 2021.

Since January thirteenth of this year
(two thousand and...

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Africa rains
Who reigns 
Raise Me Up from a tribe
 A group of traveling white men gave me a ride 
Brought us the African to this here place 
where are other types of men who were...

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1. Kelly Lune:
silk rose under dome
opaque glass
thwarted love preserved


2. Jack Collom Lune:
the faded corsage
under a dusty glass dome—
missed spring ball

NOT FOR CONTEST
POET'S NOTES
The lune (aka American haiku) created by New York-based poet Robert Kelly (1935–)...

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(Tears of Mudd)


        Another day's gone and so are my friends! Tear it from me. Another good life ends. Where's my home? I'm all alone. I'm hurting.

	Last week...

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At long last... Beatle browed 
Beastie Boys attained Nirvana
routing hellish existential crisis
courtesy Earth, Wind And Fire
rendered null and void celibate Journey
knight in shining armor
forever staind and tarnished
compliments verboten extramarital whoopie.

Herewith I forthwith take poetic license
linkedin...

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Tonight I walk alone
For no apparent reason
I have friends who care for me
But I had to get out of the bar
I couldn’t stand the band (and I was in it) and the smoke 
Was choking...

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look me in my eyes but dont show signs of fear 
 
call me with a whistle thats how i know your here
 
walk me with conviction and hold your head up high 
 
because...

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Many times I stop and think,why am I really here.If there some  special purpose
to fulfill sometimes its still unclear.
    Am I the only one still wandering aimlessly along the road of...

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YOU DRAG ME THRU THE MUDD,PICK ME UP,AND REPEAT THE PROCESS. 

YET,I CONTINUE TO STAND STRONG AS A STATUE. 

BUT I CANT ACKNOWLEDGE MY PROGRESS. 

YOU SAY THINGS YOU DONT MEAN... 

LIKE YOU LOVE ME...

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Why du girls date hoemoe sapeins ? Us hetiroe sapeins are better !

It's like cumpairing : water and 7-up . 7-up is wetter !


And why stay in confedirate states ? Because of hurricanes yool pay...

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The summer brings out a multitude of things
   from blossoming trees to colourful flowers
       onto music festivals,glastonbury showers
         standing...

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the days of a man 
recklessly spending 
his chivalry 
expecting to cuddle 

are wasting away 
I think that they're ending 
now he's a fool 
with a coat covered puddle 

nature gave preference 
but with man's...

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This old House
__________________________
This old house, clinks and clanks
some things are broke, and then some aint
Fix it up before it  breaks
this old house.

Could be made of stone, or even mudd
but still, it would make a...

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Common Man Sense Common Ground
Common Sense will tell you that the eye has heard this all his life. Murder rules 
the day. Everyone does that. Get high get stoned free love. Get a life. Loser....

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