Long Perfunctory Poems

"The In-Between"

I ripped the pages of 
that tired old story 
from the heart, a body of work

buried the misdiagnosed slanders
then wiped their mouths
with the back of my spoon

the feed they found,
passed the disingenuous time;
some found...

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Elderly Driver On The Highway

This is something to raise a laugh and  a guffaw or two…
I’m pretty sure all readers here will agree with me too…

A  patrolman was holding watch over the heavy...

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My life used to be a journey.  The destination of my journey was heaven and the current 
landscape mattered not.  
Now my life is a ride.  Rides are destination-free.  
Some people...

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Smart Phone And Sleep Walker

Going viral in the social media that is Whatsapp..
A cute little girl in bed engrossed in playing her smart phone in the night..
The hour was late, she was to be fast...

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Marian Kaye 2012
The Elements of Pain at Midnight
Can I be perfunctory about pain?
The sound of rain begins…
Having never had much pain
Old age brings opportunity
Why I wonder
Why explore the wonder?
It’s suspicious the way I hesitate
The cringe,...

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Going For A Job Interview

The moment of truth comes, when one comes face to face with a prospective boss…
Having secured an appointed date for interview, it is time to meet the boss…

This learned  young...

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When they pleasure powered down to rest,
their twin-engine heart was beating still 
at the arterial warp speed of galactic love
With the endorphin catalyst fuel shutdown,
the rocket passion blast
was nearing impulse horizontal inertia
The space mariner woman...

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Drop dead gorgeous dark eyed bus boy chased
Peer assured status, focus of my fascination
High fiving idol guffawed and elbowed adjacent
Mates in droves, admirers in rows, dreamy Damon


Enriched to glimpse soap opera face as I boarded
From...

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Could be any day now,
waiting for that last breath and a peek,
an opening, of glazed orbs once blue.
Wanting him to stay forever
even though his body laughs at me.
Each consuming cell eager for his parts;
each consuming...

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Yes, I know, it’s not Saturday, 
the day I usually take you from your
dark closet to clean the rugs. 

I thought I’d have a friendly chat
with you and reminisce, ask how you’re doing, 
your health,...

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Why?
Why not!
Their point of view

Each Friday they drank 
vengeance
every bottle drowned
another ache

Knights
shedding the end of a week
elegant shine
lost in devil may care

Needs
numbed in a 3-day marathon
Drink, drink,
drink until dread's dead...

Why not?
Coz they can't unsee 
a...

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Prevarication permits pretend perception, presenting
piquantly piqued, pimply pimping playboy, plucky
pulchritudinous previously pusillanimous, prevalently
puckish, psychic packman, pokemon playing proletarian

puppeteer pygmy, peevishly punky, plummy, plumy,
pompously pushy, pampered, prefabricated pinchbeck,
pokily plying plowshear, plodding peregrination, pied
piper pitifully peppy pornographic...

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Irreplaceable!

This world that I know of, is, - 'the family's' living room,
visitors, weaving fabrics of many designs in this loom!
Generations searched, yet - still unaware 'where from'!
But, established a relationship and a working decorum!

Every equation...

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Attributed To Concerned parents
of Traumatized Refugee
Dear Fred and Mary Anne MacLeod Trump...

Posthumous belated tattered letter fragment
recently discovered (liberally sprinkled with
hyperbole (presumed for greater audacious
zealousness), sans accidentally acquired
by yours truly.

Miscellaneous personal item highly valued
when thwarted from...

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Attributed To Concerned parents
of Traumatized Refugee
Dear Fred and Mary Anne MacLeod Trump...

Posthumous belated tattered letter fragment
recently discovered (liberally sprinkled with
hyperbole (presumed for greater audacious
zealousness), sans accidentally acquired
by yours truly.

Miscellaneous personal item highly valued
when thwarted from...

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on turning fifty


on turning fifty
today i looked in the rear view mirror
look back into the past
and see a speeding car go by
a decrepit car at that
unwashed, unkempt
with the driver having his nose in the air
the...

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There is a certain darkness 
following your smile lines with my fingers
knowing the fine teeter between joy and pain
amongst five o'clock shadows and brooding
always waiting there in undercurrents.

I break a million smiles on your cheeks
all...

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Start

If someone asked me, “A penny for your thought”
I’ll tell him, “Sorry! It can’t be bought”
The thought process runs like a train
Fed by emotions and nurtured by the brain

Said Swami Vivekananda, “Thoughts have made us...

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To my father:
I do well with poetic phrases and flowery verse 
What I don't do well is sharing my hurt.
If I've learned anything from you it's that smiling tough through the pain 
Always gives the...

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-I have a dilapidate imagination,
-My mental improprieties describe my intense self-incrimination.

-The accused are my thoughts and mind.
-The truly faulted is my behavior, unrefined.
-I am undefined.
-Because my self-interpretations are blind.

-There is no way to explain nor...

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Dear Graduates,

… Sometimes, a spring breeze softly blowing 
whispers that a presence needn’t be seen to be felt … 
						
… And sometimes, the people piling onto the benches 
of packed bleachers sense that a sacred...

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Dear Graduate,

… Sometimes, a spring breeze softly blowing 
whispers that a presence needn’t be seen to be felt … 
						
… And sometimes, the people piling onto the benches 
of packed bleachers sense that a sacred...

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A period here. a question mark there?
A handful of commas,,,tossed in the air
To fall all willy-nilly but he doesn't care.
Then he closes his eyes so he never sees,
And does it again with apostrophe's.

Next colons: and...

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I like the dark quiet places.
Where, after the moon has set, and all the creatures have fell asleep, only the silent stars burn tiny holes into the midnight black of the sky. 
My peace comes...

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Wearing new skin, this lady's all anew
 Brandishing epidermal camouflage
A new sense of comforted composure
  Gallantly striding in a way she never had
Safely
  Stepping
     Strengthened
I dare not ask to...

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