Long Oreo Poems

A Stolen Memory
A Mirthful Chorus
By Sy Roth 


We surrounded him 
Asked to let go.
She stared at the misshapen face,
Unshaven sandpapery skin 
Eyelids a tabula rasa
Fluttery sere skin
And we could see the humor blossoming in his...

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No, I will not say where, but it's not tokyo,                         ...

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———

2016,

Sheep.
Magpie.
Mule deer.
Mustang, colt, mustang...upon the ridge.

Eagle's nest, bald.
Oreo cows, in far field.
Running baby cows.
Sheep.

Felled branch...100 mph winds.
Controlled burn, left quiet;
but not, as it turned out,
without embers enough
to catch to flames
and race up the Sierra,
down the...

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On (Payday) Mr. Good-bar got a (100 Grand) 
and took Maryjane Out on a date.
He picks her up in his (Grand Ferrero Roche.)
With the (Oreo) double stuffed chocolate wheel covers.
Maryjane wearing a Fluffy Stuff cotton...

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First year, it was Mary,Bola and Rose
Each of them called upon my ministry of offspring-making
Ofcourse I yielded. I was like, no one knows.
All of them are good girls and none of them had snoring issues
Not...

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GUM AND GUNFIRE
I SIT AT MY KITCHEN TABLE COMFORTABLY EATING A MANGO WITH OREO COOKIES
while a father fights off fearfulness fervently in a far off forest deep in Da Nang
Where even the trees have fangs
And...

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Judgement day is every day when you're trying to survive in a decent way. Clean up your life and move away, to a new playground for the kids to play. It's an Oreo cookie way...

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As you see, hear a few moments later a funny looking Huckleberry Hound dopey little dog
cartoon the families all time favorite as the children snicker, and everyone there comes
in the room just in time and...

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The Private caressed his balls out of action during the short ceasefire

the Army had scanned him for testosterone because they needed a killer

He bit into a Milky Way as he cradled his crotch to get...

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In rabbit’s fur I find you
touching it you come to mind
can’t stop feeling the memory
your alabaster pink thighs elicit

Horses on the right gallop away at full speed past me
lions on the left hungry are always...

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In the year of a blood moon,
they assassinated a King
Triple six stamped shrunken head dolls,
with voodoo stitched mouths,
spit the hate bullets out
Brotherhood?      
Universal unity?
Visions of vanilla vanity splattered
Eye and eye...

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I became a FART
                               ...

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NEANDERTHAL

In times gone by, now recondite,
Neanderthal, erect, upright,
spoke softly, tones so lily-white,
and tried to put the world aright.

He taught us how the flame ignites
that wearing furs will warm the nights,
just why the rolling wheel excites,
and...

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songcatcher in the street and i see you walking by
(oh how i wish that i could talk to you)
i suddenly have a taste for a fresh bagel and hot cocoa
(oh how i wish i could...

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~ I reckon for a time... Amid the certain proving breezes of the moment, 
and underneath this ever pleasant emotion of His love given to both my 
wife and children and to me, and amid...

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I wake up and I think what am I doing here?
Why here?  Why the bitter cold Midwest in the winter?
Why not California or Florida, Georgia or Texas? 
Why this icy, cold, air-inducing asthma tundra?
It...

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As I took my initial sip of beer
in that dusky bar on that rainy 
night in Amsterdam,
I forgot about Van Gogh 
and the canals and tulips, 
and was right back in Smithtown.

The first beer I...

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Harvey the Hippo

Harvey is a huge hippopotamus
Who bathes in a bay that is bottomless
HIs mouth is as large as a riverboat barge
And he weighs ten times more than a lot of us

Big Harvey isn’t nasty...

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She's cotton candy sweet a whole line to buy her as hungry boys waited patiently. But 
Once they got to the front of the line and handed her their money and took a bite out...

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I'm mixed, biracial, an oreo, a mutt. I get called a lot of thing but in the end I'd like to be called human. That's all I am anyway.

I don't fit in.
Not with the whites.
Not...

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"Black and white in want of each other, and not in need, inevitably;
of my following sampling's POV," ... by the Poet.

Pandas are loners, though my statement is a misconception of the simple fact of reproduction...

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Where I’m From

I’m from tea parties and tutu’s,
From fingernail painting and Oreo cookies.
I’m from jumping on the trampoline,
And water sprinklers in the front yard.
I’m from summer days and sleepovers,
From zoo trips with momma,
And long car...

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Written for Jan Allison, who then decided I should share it for poop verse afficionados.
True story, by the way.....

There are some jobs where heeding worker's safety is required
and during operations must be suitably attired
environmental hazards...

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It’s half pasta ate won chilli winter’s knight sew we staid in cider
Eye maid sum doe four my bred
Aye got in a pickle with sum flower, but I donut carrot all 
Eye'd ewes plane knot...

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August wind, glass moon,serendipity...
two chairs gazing at each other in tender flow.
Hundred miles away, clouds gather
to fondle the opening and closing
of after- midnight refrains,
both trespassing a continental divide
to awaken upon scrolls of ramblings
united by the...

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