Long Papas Poems

"Blue Sky, Why?"

stories speak to us.
inside our heart 
is crying.

Blue Sky, Why?

why do children
holding sunflowers
watch their parents die

why do sweet children,
now war torn, 
some the battle's orphans,
daily lose their lives

lying in their sick beds
bombed in...

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Written for my earthly adoptive, adaptive; Father.



Who passed away from cancers of the spine, brain, and lungs. 



He told me that he had a good life and was honestly grateful to our Creator for this!



No,...

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My ebbing physical prowess and strength

noticeably decreases in one direction.

I take lock, stock and barrel 
to revisit good ole days of yore
quite conscious undeclared state of war
prevails within body electric of troubadour
now seated at his...

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Password Paranoia

Hey, how did you do that?
Do what?
Open that can?
I used the can opener.
I KNOW, but where did you put in the password?
What password?
The CAN OPENER password!
I stare at my 4-year-old grandchild, who is scowling...

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A fanta see overrides reality!

Hello?
I like to get positioned for sixty nine. 

Are you looking for a scheming, 
schlepping, and schvitzing writer? 
natural body and laid-back vibe??
I'm all about therapeutic touch via
bolts, nuts, screws 
and...

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I take stock and revisit good ole days of yore
quite conscious undeclared state of war
prevails within body electric of troubadour
now seated at his Macbook Pro
today February 20, 2021.

Since January thirteenth of this year
(two thousand and...

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Anticipation,
faces sparkling,
wrinkles smiling,
memories at the ready.

Friends inter-mingling, while great grandchildren run through the gathering crowd.
Sun streaking through branches, warming joints, and turned up faces seeking the rare appearance of the coastal sun.

The growing color of...

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Nostalgic Nights.
The smell of gas in the vintage moped I drove an hour to buy, 
Driving down that small-town street at night,
Lit by the dim bike light on that streetlight-less street.
Mixing gas with oil and...

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Laughter is the shortest distance between the joker and the listener:

My friend got robbed today, they took away his girlfriend Valentine's gift. Now, he rehearsing how he will explain to his girlfriend, how he got...

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Zorba was a friend of mine
momentum of lunacy shine
insane shrieking lunacy
to venture to an exotic island.
Let's be free; snip the strap.

sardonic heart phratry man
Shamans are ritzy ladies!
at the maximum load level
a stampede of race cars
Eternity...

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Hello?
I like to get six + 9 ??Are you??????
schlepping writer,?? natural body and laid-back vibe?? 
I'm all about therapeutic touch via nuts and life of bee dogged trees!

teasing with idealism beef hoar 
   illusory vision fades away
whatever ur...

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(following on figurative heals 
   sans, l'amour, 
i.e.,and that bastard conception 
   of life, liberty, and the
pursuit by George - Marshall ling, Grant 
   ting, and Bing Frank.)

Expectant motherhood...

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Made is she of the finest porcelain, that daddy's
Money can buy, with soft raven tresses, and blue
Hued shining eyes.
My pretty Polly baby doll, has a hand painted on
Smile, and long curly eye lashes, that bat...

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expectant motherhood 
   doth generate aurorean
glowing halo, inducing 
   jubilant kickstarter lil bean, 

administering capitalone 
   earthlinked joyful lyft, 
   natural pheromone readying cerulean
tommorrow, venerated x2c gleam
zinging...

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Poetic paean to papa's princess

Otherwise titled:
Mien wonderful wedded divine wife
whose piercing deliverance...,
a balm ameliorating tattooed strife
despite being dirt poor,

I cherish her pricelessness, how nice,
a beacon complementing/
supplementing homelife,
who will forever be with me
even during our (mine
atheistic...

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The nation is very rich indeed
 But,
 Wounded out of loss direction;
 Wounded out of lack of ambition,
 Weeping out of lack of impulse;
 Wounded out  of  lack  of imagination,
 Ingeniously exhumed...

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I was driving along on a summer’s day
Windows down, loving my life 
The radio was playing seventies music
The Beatles, Cher, Bette Midler, Mamas and Papas
It was one of those days when you know everything is...

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All you have to do is swoop down in front of a grade school, grab up a kindergarten student, and fly off.
This will strike terror in everyone, my commander told me.  He laughed at...

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Allow altruistic artistry among ailing american adversaries.
Bartering begins before begging beasts break brothers.
Capture calamity controlling catastrophe calming castration.
Dedicate decisions directed down dreary deaf disillusionment.
Eradicate equality earning efficient energetic epiphany.
Follow fallen foreigners forgetting faithful flight from...

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Sand and surf of Oahu.
Boogie boards and kids.
Feeling breathlessly safe.
Surrounded by friends -
strangers-in-arms safe.

Elsewhere in time and space
the beaches of Normandy
tell a different tale. Holding
their breaths - will they see
mamas and papas, siblings
and lovers. Bullet-showers,
thundering...

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Rock Stars who died at age 27 and the eerie coincidence that gave rise to some 
 
Jimi Hendrix-Played electric guitar with his teeth and left hand
Ripped through scales, held notes, used flames on stage...

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Dear Lord,
It is me, your tiniest ward.
And though I have been here such a short while,
There is a list of prayers I have already compiled.
Though I am only a few hours old, 
The absence of...

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At long last... Beatle browed 
Beastie Boys attained Nirvana
routing hellish existential crisis
courtesy Earth, Wind And Fire
rendered null and void celibate Journey
knight in shining armor
forever staind and tarnished
compliments verboten extramarital whoopie.

Herewith I forthwith take poetic license
linkedin...

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PARENTAL ILLS

Fresh fallacy fall flat
Betwixt blenched beaux
Oldies goldies, modern crime
Lacerated denims, newish culture
Conventional crews, forgotten taws
Dearie draws near, dressed chamber
Old tent, increasing wails
Baggy laps, incessant sounds
Daunted, flabbergasted grips
Pleasurable, gratifying tips
Floppy fathers left in tears
Flooey spinsters...

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Anecdotal ancestors are anxiously arriving.
Bringing Betty’s bugs behind Beauty’s book bag
Creepy Clementine chases Crazy Charlie
Deliberately doing dainty delicate dynamics.
Effortlessly engaging exciting English earls.
Furthermore furiously finding frivolous friends.
Generous grandma gestures gaily.
Hoping heavy hitters help Heroic Henry.
Ideally...

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