Long Paneling Poems

April 9th, 2024 would be ninety fifth birthday poem for dearly departed papa

The following words crafted soon after the soul of me daddy set adrift into the empyrean realm joining the rank and file of...

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April 9th, 2023 birthday poem for dearly departed papa

Borne aloft into the netherland
the body bearing thee soul   
of Boyce Brandon Harris
birth name given to my late father
buoyed aloft united with spirit
of mine late...

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April 9th, 2021 birthday poem for dearly departed papa

Elysian fields embraced dada's soul
which rocketed into aerospace
(courtesy General Electric satellite)
just a tad more'n six months ago,
nevertheless melancholy
still plucks mine heart strings.

Mine psyche still situated awry
placid countenance...

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Marching out of the cloaked shires
Of landowners, stockbrokers, 
Hereditary Peers, and ruddy faced 
Squires:
A vast multitude of many varied 
Tribes.
Amassing in the great cities, where,
Inhabiting shadowy chambers, 
Behind nodding sighs and hushed 
Whispers, 
The Masonic...

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When I receive old magazines the first thing I seek as I flip through the pages, I find
Are the advertisements that bring to my mind the brands, fads, and trends that found favor in bygone...

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Lay down your old ink pen...
Rise from the table...
Push back your chair.
Gather them all up...
Put them out of sight now...
Place them safely in the cupboard 
Bare.
Wrapped in stiff brown paper,
Strung tightly together
With thin white string;
Turn...

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And there are not enough cubicles and grey paneling that 
sugar rock candy lights won’t cut 
the sapling eye from its still decline into Abyss.

And there are not enough sad thoughts wars rapes to gratify...

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after the dance we opened the doors 
dampness surrounded this place maroon drapes 
paisley patterns blinded my emotions license plates 
of james dean covered the pine paneling only in the back 

funny how a pair...

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vi. etching, detailing (ala fresco),
vii. plus trimming living room ceiling,
viii. shingling (while fiddling) on the roof,
ix. tiling the kitchen floor,
x. building a cistern for brethren,
xi. wood paneling many rooms,
xii. building custom made toy chest,
xiii. stringing...

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…the seeds of neo-Nazism are germinating  
Markus Nierth, former mayor of Tröglitz, Germany 2015

Germany’s rock candy windows and cookie like shingles make seeing the oven inside impossible. At first, the obsessive compulsive cleanliness of...

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Hitler's final attack on quote unquote 
undesirable humans from the bile's of slave 
ships prison camps European complete 
infestation thee German female cock roach 
feasting on poor captured humans and their 
belongings during world war...

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Sauntering into the pub from out of the fog
the varnished wood paneling on the walls
reflecting the amber light from the Edison bulbs
in their Art Deco fixtures hanging overhead
the air scented with a mixture of lemon...

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My dream house no longer a mega mansion it needs to be
with ceilings so high in them clouds can be seen
No more acres of gardens with streams and ponds and fountains galore
no more glorious stories...

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I awake in the morning, somewhere round four
Drink some coffee, shower, brush my teeth.
Dress for work and head for the door,

      I kiss my sons forehead, turn to leave, kiss...

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Your Sanctuary Ruins

O, these everlasting ruins,
In the place where you did meet.
The enemy set up their standards;
Smashed the carved paneling, so sweet.
They defiled Your dwelling place—
Burnt it to the ground;
Said in their hearts, “We’ll destroy...

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Picture this… Her 1st memory

Backward Garfield underwear and a t-shirt
A body beneath her completely bare
Jerry curls in his hair
Into his eyes she stared…

Picture this…
She jumps up as the front door opens
Scurries into the bathroom
Dark wood...

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i hit my brother’s dab pen and got high so i could play guitar better
instead i saw jesus’s face in wood paneling
like what a god might see before he dies, immortally of course
  ...

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Ancient forests
Old before man walked the Earth
Trees that watched wars and peace
Men died in their roots
Looking up at the sky through empty branches
Lovers kissed
Fell in love beneath their budding leafs
New lives formed in the cradle...

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My church is gothic, ancient, and smells like wax.
Many business dealings here, all kinds of pacts.
The daddies are sleeping, or pretending, at least.
The mommies are fawning at the cute youngish priest.

We children dare not squirm...

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In the regal modesty
of a Nubian queen,
there she sat
at the edge of the water;
her legs hanging over.
In the wet softness thereof,
her feet rested.   Yet her stare over the pool
was as if staring over...

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Sin
What is sin?
Is it when you raped me over and over again
as I would scream and cry begging you to stop.
Is it when you tied me to the basement floor
asking me if I wanted more.
Is...

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Emotions are like a storm rolling in, I prefer my mood to be like happy weather
When I say happy weather I mean a beautiful  sunny day
I look outside the glass window paneling and I...

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