Long Obliquely Poems

we came from different worlds
cowboy boots and motorcycle
she carried pen and paper as did i
hers was to communicate with the world
mine was the labor in poems
i walked the high iron
she taught the deaf to speak
a...

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Some place somewhere,in nowhere
Oh! come dearly wind,come to the place and everywhere
Were it not bad of you to bend and bypass us in your haste
Eternal it would be-had love been bethrothe'
To the valley,slummed with valour...

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"Living"

That one-eyed god, 
that strange god
the colour of the sun,
leonine, speaks 
in strange ways to me, 
waking me up
purring seductively,
message received
obliquely through 
the smaller 
sentient sapient, 
strange little creatures
of large stature visiting,
just like
I am, 
visiting,
that...

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The Newburghers

(A Jazz Talk in Six Parts  -

   Dawn  -  Introduction
   Waking  -  Enter Von Newburgh 
   Genesis  -  The Development
 ...

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Carte blanche, 
this scribe bandies, exercises, 
and indulges inexplicable gravitas 
drooling, extolling, and fielding greatness, 
frothing handily, indubitably jinxed, 
linkedin as some lingual philanderer, 
which oral intercourse, 

this sensate being suckles 
figuratively das bosom 
sans...

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Look closely. What do you see? A white rabbit in snow. 
No? I’m the memory of a bride, wedded to eternity:
an extincting marriage. Draped in a pearl gown.
Laced to the throat. Dressed like some decadent...

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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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It was a time to bond and booze with dear Papa,
An interval all the more naughtily charming
As it inflamed the temper of irascible Mama.
Before happy hour, we two went shooting
With the three o three I...

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In the ebbing glory of the night
As the moon with a pallid face
Moved away and hid herself,
The sun with his lustrous rays 
Appeared through the cracked walls of the sky,
To wake the sleeping hamlet.

Bales of...

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From here and there, I hear him speak
His voice, falling in mild whispers
But he always plays hide n’ seek
Never once I could see his countenance

At times he speaks loud n’ clear
Sometimes so harsh and stern
How...

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The sun, going about her daily chores, 
glimpses a new star in the sky, 
one smaller than herself, 
yet strangely familiar.

Used to catching her image first in puddles, 
then growing larger in lakes, 
she at...

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"In life, grief outweighs joy and laughter is an interlude between two sighs."
                      ...

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THE UNHOLY TERROR OF LITTLE TOM 

The bashing sounds of thunder echo in reverberation 
to the electrifying bolts of lightning that illuminated
every single room from dark to light just seconds earlier.
Sheets of rabid rain torpedo...

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My infancy was the time for imagining your unique beauty
As the saprophyte danced in the magical fountain of ambiguity
You ingenuously stole my pulverized heart with your duality
Your ironware, I mean those muscles, were more than...

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City spreads out with a turned cold shoulder
so cold you begin to break apart
so empty, heat cannot keep warm
the silence so loaded.

you go back to the place you remember.
you go back to these things that...

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It’s all an act, can’t you see?
A pretense of Shakespearean complexity
A mask of so many layers it’s hard to hold
Yet it only gets heavier as this sorry life unfolds
If you really cared then you’d see...

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Mr. Frost I could have met you had I tried.
You were born in the same year as my dad,
With a decade yet of living when he died.
I could have sought you out and wish I...

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Taking my place in your gazing blue eyes
Who stole the glow of my dawning sunrise?
As defiling your virtues you obliquely lied,
Pounding my heart till I died a little inside.

When a brilliant sunny day said goodbye
As...

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The body-personal will be achieving little today.
Today is a too tight T-shirt.

Bloat and insomnia
have measured and found soft round toads
croaking in the swamp of being.
There are squawky
oral articulations in dry joints.

A fate has made its...

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The Hue 
 the main property of 
 color from which your 
 lips left behind clusters of 
 ideas and notions
 was not processed by my brain first
 rather, unsuspecting lips.
 There was no...

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An almost April falls as if the season
were feeble and elderly already.
It is a Pavan for a dying princess;
see how she is laid upon the yellowing grass
her beauty reflected like icy droplets on Spring stems.
Do...

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The Flamenco Dancer and The Bull

The acoustics of your snuffle
 is an absolution 
of a descending staccato 
in an E chord.
Behold, my lancing third, 
an urgency to trick you 
with my jalapeño-colored capote,
to mask the...

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City Sun Spots

He’s got a twinkle in his eyes
an aversion to cold prose
he recites – obliquely – poetry
a king without his clothes.

She’s got no laces in her sneakers
still they caress her dancing feet
as she pirouettes...

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Bilobed ginkgo resolves the conflict
of soul and body on the right side of truth,
laid out on a table visited by desolation;
here comes the crash of bodies.

You stand up against the end of beginning
to lock eyes...

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Keeping her happy? That could be a chore!
Whatever you give her, she’ll always want more,
A malt at the fountain, a ride home from school,
You think you might marry (well, that's sounding cool!)

Easier I think to...

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