Long Nosy Poems

Under a tree of wet blossoms, shimmering to life in the sun, one honey bee is circling around two burly men, who wave it off,  with childlike dramatics...arms flailing.   One of them,...

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Moe
Larry
Curly

Shep 
Joe

This Three-Fifth Stooges moron quartet
are brain-slow slugs you don’t wanna IQ know

Just sitting on a milk crate,
waiting outside of the MGM studio gate
Moe, Larry and Curly passed my way

They were yukking it up,
talking clown...

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I've never considered myself nosy, I just care about people that's all,
The way gardeners care about roses, when colored leaves start to fall.

But like chaotically spattered sunsets, often things can get confused,
Like the times I...

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Paddy

His name is Padraig Torrin McWheaten of County Cork, esq. – Paddy for short!  He is Celtic mischief with deep brown eyes the color of Irish sod, a big, black gumdrop nose and a...

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That furniture at Grandma’s house has never had a;
Behind, sit down directly on it-
The plastic had duct tape overtop
Where something sharp had pierced a hole
This sofa, that had lasted 30 years… unscathed.
The sofa also had...

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In A Suburban Paradise

I was to spend hours on my bed 
writing short stories in 1967;
with my left leg dangling over the left side, 
I sat on the right leg,
like I was some nosy bird...

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This is my best story in 
my mother tongue urdu 
which I translated and 
tried my best to turn it 
into a poem in english 

Luqman who was a 
merchant wiseman and 
his son
bought themselves...

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Going out on a blind date,
go see a movie, then grab a table for two
Got no expectations whatsoever, honestly
I just hope she lets her hair down and be herself

Her choice, so it's a romantic comedy,
not...

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[Quantum Superposition]
"A particle can exist in multiple states or places simultaneously until measured."


To my lover, I was first a beaming stranger,
then a sunflower whose juice sustained him.
To my mother, a nosy, buzzing fly,
and a tangerine...

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Now I probably would have stayed out if I had not known for a fact that
LaDonna  Poirret had been allowed entrance and she had never hand washed his dirty socks before a game and...

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I dont really know where to post short writings or stories since I am new here, so I wrote it here at the poem section.. here it goes, feel free to tell me if something...

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Who are you?. And where are you from?. The document enquired
I was not in the mood for this for I was feeling tired
The first bit was quite easy, as I simply wrote my name
The second...

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I know you, I know your thought,
I won't be intimidated by their sunny
Red blazing eyes that hurts minds.
My ink might not be better now but
I won't give up in the quest to know more,
I will...

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Apology to the missus at nighttime...
first day of January
two thousand and twenty three.

While the wife then in the process
of leaving a telephone message
for our eldest daughter,
(on vacation, thus unreachable)
her cajoling tone of voice
beckoned, intimated, and...

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To President Joe Biden

Anecdote : It is an ode to poetry, nothing personal, nothing satirical, and the ultrasound is a personal experience of further need in contemplation of my left breast, where unwanted growths gave...

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Father Christmas in the night sky his sleigh and reindeer a silhouette in the moonlight,
He has traveled all over the world to lavish his presents to small sleeping children,
The family has retired and left a...

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Me and the missus live in decent
sturdy accommodations (formerly 
Schwenksville Elementary School
ofttimes referred to as prison,
and manager as the de facto warden),
albeit not so shabby nor chic low income 
quite modest (rather unmatchable cost wise)...

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Father Christmas is in the night sky his sleigh and reindeer a silhouette in the moonlight,
He has traveled all over the world to lavish his presents to small sleeping children,
A family has retired and left...

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Line of inquiry
‘Minus Identity Who am I’

‘What a piece of work is a man!’
………           ………
And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust’
(Shakespeare’s Hamlet,...

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A lady in Washington sent her little girl to school the other day,
For what she thought was the usual study work and play.

School  nurse talked to her and quietly drove her to Planned Parenthood.
Yes...

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Cold air whistles acquainting
me with Arctic Blast, when
roundly forcing acquiescing
into half foursquare corner, activating
most recent spate of

     ideal linkedin warm weather
ah...,my favorite sweet
     spot for read ding
partially...

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We (me and the missus)
live in a decent
accommodations low income
quite modest rent,
which facility lacks no shortage
of gossip mongers

with mail delivery the major event
many old people smelling of unguent
faux superman thumping chests nsync
with hooking thumbs around
suspenders...

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Quiet were we and without a single care,
but, "shush…did you hear that over there?"
A small sigh and a rattling on the floor, 
couldn’t be the baby, I just closed the door.
I just couldn’t figure out...

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Listening devices carefully hidden in the rafters compete with

Nosy neighbours vying for a few favours from the governing party

'Nothing to fear' as long as one is on board with the Secret Police

It is all for...

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Believe it or not, their ubiquitous webs
Are everywhere; they are the dictators
Who kidnap, maim, torture and kill teachers,
Poets, ordinary folks and babies in their cribs.
They rob and ransack innocent citizens,
Steal elections and after a lifetime...

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