Long Mussed Poems

as the PROPHETS of profits, WE lead and WE’re fair
while WE’re living the life of the poor BILLIONAIRE
– silver yachts, pearly castles, cash (plenty to spare) –
with the world on OUR backs... ah! the burdens...

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*** Lunacy Loo Flies ***


Beauuty, in a creature from
Among the most high;
In rythmic song while in her flight 
Witnessng the realities and fancies
Circling the clouds — 
Proud of her ancient, legendary form, gone

lost into that...

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Dappled grey horses
sweat crusted and weary
hooves drifting dust
lift a day
passing dreary
The harness bells faded
reigned in at the rill
a cool running brook
near the base of our hill
~
My eyes
I'm a lad
scant older than four
brought visions to mind
full...

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--------        SKIN DEEP     --------               

     ...

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My dear brother Butch,

Hair are the highlights of my week:
I got a job at the Hairway to Heaven salon!
Our motto: "We color your hair or dye trying"
When the interviewer said "I mustache you a question..."
I...

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Most imp potent and salient playbook page...
'bout fluffiness of hair after washing

Now get ready for...
yup intelligent persiflage
determining if potty "talk" gauge
correctly calibrated courtesy this sage.

Beats out global warming
by a long stretch
most important commander
must set example...

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I arrived at gadgados 
today TD our receptionist
is on leave and i have to multitask
between HR and customer care desk

We did lose the keys to the washrooms
turns out the HR forgot and they ended
accompanying her...

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an irrevocable positive transformation occurred 
within and without 
   the world according to Matthew Scott Harris 
   got mussed and stirred.

No longer central focus of mein kempf, 
   NON...

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Diva with human touch- for contest



Alighted she from her red limousine
Bedecked in A-line gown, pista green
Till the waist embroidered golden sheen
Satin silk with a halter neckline
Charming face and a vibrant smile!
Stiletto glassy gold with shiny...

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Awakened by the warmth of the morning sunlight
kissing my cheek;  
I stretch and pull the covers over my mussed head,
not wanting to peek.  
In the midst of the early morning chaos, I grope
for...

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The men we elect extol their virtues with zeal,
Yet, in whispered corners, many continue to steal.
Long ago, Thomas Paine wrote  "Common Sense",
Our legislators seem to lack this, when courted by lobbyists,
PACs, and the other...

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Sleep's suspended awareness as nothingness reigns.
It's when bedding is mussed and disheveled is hair.
It's a welcome escape, anesthetic for pains,
And a physical must--time for rest and repair.

Sleep's a snooze or repose, nodding off, or a...

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The Bones, they met me at the door,
All graciousness in Masque.
The Dust, it offered me a sip,
From its hip button flask.
 
The Bones, they shewed me handsomely,
Around the ball so bright;
All phantom-wise the couples were,
Who...

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Oscillating fans here and there in the house,
Naps in a cool cement basement,
Folding fans on an evening porch,
Dry breezes after twilight.

The ice man with tongs holding a 50-lb cube,
Throwing it into a heavy wooden ice...

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They were playing quite nicely,
My pride and my joy;
My two small, blonde daughters
And my redheaded boy.
Then I heard a commotion.
"Oh, what is it now?"
Their friendly, quiet game
Had turned into a row.
Sometimes he teased them
Until they...

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He looked down to me, and asked so coy,
“Now do you see, you silly boy?”
A failing effigy, a dark being in employ. 
If there is a smile, the fate has been decided. 
A face posed...

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MY SILVER CAPTAIN

Oh his lips, at dawn
a brandished dark-brown moustache.
touché!

~

And when we’d been together
as man and wife,
for a measure of time,
the upper lip ~
a scrub brush

~

clean, shaven,
master of youth

~

time mussed up
his dark brown-hair
with lovely sprigs...

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a blue bird rushed the Barber's shop
and perched upon the chair...

"I would ask a trim" said he..
 "but I haven't any hair"

"so could you fluff my feathers up?..
and brush away the dust?"

"I know I look...

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Rhythmical rocking out fourth storied window 
pane glimpses near faded play-dough 
corsages between sighs. The phone rings unanswered.
Brushing her hair with whose hand is that
must look for teeth soon, someone is coming may
have to smile...

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She peeked through the keyhole espying a messy cool lair   
she ate up the tiniest bowl she could find      
disheveled, disarrayed, disordered were they with wild hair ...

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I have soared above the Redwoods in their youth
Touched tips of frosted frigid icy peaks
Lifted weary aching migratory wings
Swept through the oily tint of present day

Enraged the sea, drove ships upon the rocks
Becalmed the mariners...

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I hide the palm-sized wrappers 
Between half-formed poetry stanzas 
And a note-to-self.
We used to be more careful,
Our breathless whispers
Masked by Edward Elric
And the slam of fantasy alchemy.
Now we crash into each other
With the ferocity of...

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Aisle never no watt kame over mi
too sine up four that coarse.
Eye shirley mussed halve lost my scents
oar bin throne off my hoarse.

They said they'd teach mi how two right,
know knead too halve thee blews...
and...

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A housewife who hated to dust
Had to wrinkle her nose in disgust
     For the house looked much worse
     Though she’d emptied her purse
To a maid that she...

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OUR ANCESTORS

They said…
Regardless of their origin and background
From their own, they respected 
Our ancestors

One is bellow the earth
Why do we deny the sun?
From it to give we light,
No one is above the heaven
Why do we...

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