Long Oat Poems

Choose unironically ripping off a film to be ironic
Choose now because then will never be enough
Choose puff puff puff puff puff pass because you’ll never have enough
Choose feeling guilty in the morning because it’s better...

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Non labor (relations) day September 1st, 2023 poem

Aye dream of Genie (as a lad din)
Schwenksville, Pennsylvania -
keystone state abbreviated as Pea Yay,
this stupid non huge poem
deployed courtesy scholar
really...a boot nuttin
butta an overrated allay
zee good for...

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growing up too soon

	you said: is there anything more excruciating than lagging behind
						being passed by
	a hasbeen
				still knocking on portals
twitching toes twirling thumbs
         in fidgety drawn-curtained waiting rooms

and...

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I'm the roving reporter on the move again
(despite having a cold I had to take the children to gymnastics and because I'm disorganised I'm crossing several lanes of traffic on foot whilst they are in...

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Eastern Front Anger

The tiled oven exploded smoke and debris was strewn
everywhere in the room which had been untidy
before plasticine animals went up into flames
before authoritarian anger banged and exploded 
before I knew what anger and...

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Note: This is a long one. Just a warning before you start reading. : ) 


Outside the walls stood a handmaiden gazing
Twisting her skirt between fingers so frail
Patches of burlap were sewn on the garment
Cut...

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Mosque cowed covenant I keep Putin off...

and withheld broadcasting
the following communication
tucked away these many years,
when president number forty five
donned, jump/kick started, and tweeted
thru his musky, albeit flabby mantle,
a rallying cry forewarning onset of Mag(m)a
bubbling, gurgling,...

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Outside the walls stood a handmaiden gazing
Twisting her skirt between fingers so frail
Patches of burlap were sewn on the garment
Cut from a sack of a barley oat bale

Oh how she dreamed of the opulent palace
Silver...

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Moss Cowed Covenant I Keep Putin Off...

For preservation, salvation,
and veneration, though with hold
ding temptation two mike
pence sieve lee clear,
to immoral majority mold
toot hoods, (those bajillion
Americans unanimously polled)
did want me to broadcast, communicate,

and declare, sans mock...

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Do you remember
Just like a baby look 
Up to the mother for milk
The people look up to 
Their leaders for truth and life

But now we are confused

Do you remember 
In the presence of the people...

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Messianic Zeal Of This Good Humored Punster...

Without making a
twit tarring buffoon, sans unshackle
irrepressible bone a fide
funny reaction, or appearing
the foolish spectacle

of myself, trying to tackle
a mal hip apropos 
prism mirth wells up
inducing me to cackle,
neither...

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AMERICAN CINQUAINS
Poems
in shapely form,
displaying syllables
or stresses in a versatile
refrain.
Created. by both Adelaide Crapsey & William Soutar

LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT-a quintile(LINKED cinquains)
We had
met and conversed,
a rapport on first sight-
a chance meeting to a life's time
delight
that
Summer
evening silken,
long..an...

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Not much about Goldilocks is really well known,
Except she liked to hang out in the woods all alone.
Of other customs and habits we have just a splintering:
She was whiney, persnickety,
And obviously skillful at breaking and...

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AT THREE O’CLOCK IN THE MORNING 

trucks toil the city’s streets, 
a minuet of practiced precision, 
to the pulsating rhythm, 
to the incessant beat. 

they parade and pause, 
they roll-on. stop. 
roll-on. stop. roll-on. stop....

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Do you know who I am
A language regularly used
From the so called upper class
From the so called v.i.p
From the so called educated 
From the so called rich
From the so called powerful 
From the so called...

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Is there a flash of new beginning
To this old demanding love we once shared?
The dogs of the king are always 
The king of all dogs in the land.
They dine with cutleries and glasses
Which are made...

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1/21/19
"OAT"
I was wrong to quit
It's been too long I admit
Was gone a bit
On a trip
Putting down lagers quick
Now I'm back with a stronger grip
Deep down in the water sits
The key for you and me, it...

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GREATNESS

A term few truly understand
And the scarce few that comprehend
See in its stead an ephemeral belief
More a fantasy than a reality
Laughing at the audacity a being would possess
To even spend time to think such possibility

A...

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I do not come to you by chance
Destiny brought us together to live.
Fate put us together into this matrimonial 
Institution where no one is a graduate of it.
So humiliate and discriminate me not.
Break not the...

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Everybody, and his brother
Stopped in, at one time, or another
Not for the greasy hash browns
Or the coffee, with a half a cup, of grounds
They weren't there for Ruby or Ruth
Whose numbers were in the phone...

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GOOD  FOOD 

         Food to               Egg as     ...

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Somewhere in the woods, was born a lazy Bancy,
Born to be a winner, hope surrounding her life,
Her life was much a drama, laziness was her banner,
School work was not her choice, learning wasn’t her base,
Exams...

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(a story in Senryus)

I can’t figure out
why everything doesn’t
happen like I want.

I brush my teeth and
floss regularly, I wash
my roommates dishes,

I am generous,
I don’t run in the hallways,
I do my homework.

I support pizza
places, Amazon -...

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Young and solitary homeless girl
With sky-colour eyes
Wearing a haggard 
And consumed makeup

The blond hair that betrays 
Your young age
Melted like golden filaments
On minute shoulders

Soon you were taken 
From the jigs
With your friends
That now share with...

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Loves me, Loves me not?
Loves me, Loves me not?
Plucking petals is biased, as most flowers have 5 petals!
Counting the fingers and toes
of a poet, is ever so biased as well!
My dear, do you pluck me...

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