Long Nonfiction Poems

by Spencer Dillenbeck, at age 19:

A chunk of clay settling into its mold
A painting yet to dry
A matching hand I cannot hold
A block of cheese before its mold
But even I do not know why
The answer...

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This December 17th, 2024...

alternately titled: a literary retrospective when holiday times living hand to mouth in Penn Valley fraught with slim pickings and yours truly felt utterly miserable that nary a delivery from Santa Claus...

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"Be one to understand this, it cannot be by gist alone, for it starts through many doors via the following poems/stories, be what may will be your choice. Start, end, middle, or what draws you,...

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neither cleanliness nor godliness do I abide
rather yours truly doth thrive
on keeping the ethos, mythos,
and pathos of Pigpen alive
subjected to eternal
abomination, brutalization,
condemnation, damnation,
emasculation, humiliation, ostracization,
who one day envisions himself
as a decrepit solitudinarian
an aging long haired...

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I stood atop of my pointed view and felt the sharp tooth of truth.
How elegantly we lived the lie,  a fictional legend always on the edge of a prequel.
But the sharp tooth of truth...

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Here I go again, Another GOD send
                          
  ...

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My mind wonders back to when I was younger. Seven I think. My mom had run out of beer.
This was a time when she was getting worse at hiding from me and dad was at...

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If ye benevolent reader count yourself as a wise married man such as me...
(truer words never spoken nor written)
take my word and decline
and absolutely refuse to take masterly crafted bait
videre licet Facebook female
seeking to lure,...

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I hesitated 
And the world collapsed under my supervision 
Some people rip open scars for romance
But I'm sweating like a sprinkler head at the chance 
Is it time to wear a cape and save the...

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He said, “I love you”-
          she said, “I need you"
   As he was glaring so true,
        ...

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     'Poetry' haz been the foundation uv my 15plus(and counting)yearz uv the intense learn uv; who the sum know uv me, "English literature"! 
     Studying for an...

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One day I sat next to an Old Man.  He looked at me and asked if I knew who he was? I told him all I knew about him is what they call him...

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Version 1
A good book, nonfiction, fantasy or textbook      
A good exert, from yoga or gyms effort              ...

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My simple library contains no fancy morocco-bound tomes,
Like those found in majestic castles and rich folks' homes.
But the books on its shelves that I truly do treasure.
Over a life-time have provided so much reading pleasure!

There's...

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Standing here I begin 
to take in my worth 
So much I have achieved 
to date on this earth 
My mind drifts back as my 
face is kissed by a breeze
Blessed through life, struggles 
never...

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Are you our sort of writer?
Do you write
Stories or poems
Memoirs or nonfiction
Or some other form?

Blank pages wait for something new, do you
Put something on it before you walk away?
Stop waiting.
Open your notebook,
Empty, empty, do you...

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He was a British actor who died on the 20th of May.
He died in 1996, he died twenty-five years ago today.
He was an extremely talented actor and his name was Jon Pertwee.
It's hard to believe...

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If you were here, what would I say to you
How can I express what is in  my heart
How is it that I have such an overwhelming desire
For someone I have never met but it...

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"Medicine is my lawful wife, and literature is my mistress. When I get fed up with one, I spend the night with the other"
 ~ Anton Chekhov

She brightens the skies with her twinkling eyes
As they...

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When a person dies so young, I have to ask why.
I still miss you as each day passes by.
When my brother told me how sick you were, he told me face to face.
He didn't want...

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The other day I was reading my e-mails;
And some one sent me a read;
And I’m not for sure, but I believe;
I received a bowl of Oh! Oh’s!
Woe is me;
You see someone;
Put some cat fish in...

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Another Friday has arrived 
No meat I do sigh 
I eat the fishes from Saint Peter’s wishes 
Fried or grill 
The sea food fits the sacrificial concept bill 
Bring the tarter 
For a starter 
While...

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Gather my remains from the noose you keep 
Last of the darkened sheep 
Stress minus satisfaction so I lose no sleep 
A fallen sculpture from the noose you keep 
Last of your darkened sheep 
No...

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He's a deceased actor who still has plenty of fans, including me.
Dan Blocker died fifty years ago today at the age of forty-three.
He and his family moved to Switzerland because he was against the Vietnam...

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If John hadn't died because of drugs, he would've turned forty-nine today.
If John hadn't died, his fiftieth birthday would've been just one year away.
The paramedics had planned to perform CPR but they saw it was...

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