Long Perspicacious Poems

“Ten Years, Somewhere in their Lost Neighbourhood”

Of course,
he said, like a god,
there is no course,
one must simply go with the flow
the penumbra stands waivering its existence,
a kind of deactivation, fuzzy borderline hanging, 
backing the art...

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Reaping short terms benefits...

before marital savings bond matured
as a then quinquagenarian.

Courtesy gerontologists medical practitioners
allowing, enabling, and providing
the elderly population to live
longer and healthier lives.

Linkedin with longevity loosely translates
to resurgent libido spurring
older folks predilection
to participate in...

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I, A. Robbie - Ham guilty for gobbledygook...
and ruffling turkey feathers!

An innocent A1 miss steak kin kith
once, a former main lion resident 
living social where Tigress and Euphrates 
converge and pool into Lake Wobegone ...

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the following sloop of words rowed and towed together as they 
came into my periscoptic poop deck with slight emendation 
from thee oar ridge in hull.
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along the atlantic, bruitted by cavalier indiscriminate jerry rigged 
salient...

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A Poem For The Erudite, it sure will be hot
Take the time out to listen, rubbish it's not
Straight from the life of a perspicacious young man
Try and comprehend it...I sure hope you can
There's a lot...

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Utter brainless nincompoop
in this poem heretofore addressing
I wanna be forever free
and clear from mortal anguish,
and need more than a blessing -
I need a miracle worker after confessing
behavior causing depressing
wretched state of mind
self incriminating admission expressing
emptying...

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Who can find a virtuous woman?
She is worth far more than rubies.
She is not a possession but a partner.
She is a fantastic conversation starter.
My wife found out that her brother drowned and that she was...

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Yo I know 2 poets, one young and one old,
Bold, and bright, bodacious,
But still gracious, perspicacious, never racist,
Moving to the beat of two generations,
Elations, facing nations, speaking truth to power,
This is their hour, 
Yo, I...

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The Select Poetry Class

………………………………. the idea is to aver the overt statement
appear somewhere ……… even if it stultifies…
in rarefied realms sophisticate
………………… tuck the image in wayward
by all means deride the rhymer
………………. as the pen buckles...

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Too many questions, way too few answers
Why would an egg wear blue pants, sir? And
Wherefore his fall? Perchance he was struck with a lance, sir 
   Or could it be he keeled over...

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As the Death diameter distance grows this life pre pronounced decifers its 
               knows and forms poignant figures into neat narrow...

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Before the inchoative formation of bygone days, before time's transposing and 
infantile sands,
Before the engulfing deluge covered our quixotic shores,
Whence the awakened were dreamers bestriding upon night's fuliginous sands, 
Too late did our vaticinators previse...

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Ocie the Ocelot liked words a lot!
As a tot, words like dot and trot hit the spot
Then, getting older, the folder on her shoulder grew bolder
What was once handy stopped ringing so dandy
Craving vocabulary candy...

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My inner voice calm, looks for compassion.
   To give encouragement, it comes from within.
I look for honesty as my eyes turn inside-out.
   Always searching to bend nettles and thorns
  ...

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"She's just a perspicacious girl,
peeking past her long dark hair,
her finger twisting one dark curl
in the candle's golden glare.

Oh, she doesn't miss a thing,
no matter how she tries,
and when they ask about her ring,
she answers...

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If your ego is capacious
Or your appetite voracious
For a plucky, pertinacious
Confidence in cherished creeds,
Then your genius, though sagacious,
Conjures arguments audacious
Never seeing they’re fallacious:
Truth be told, you’re in the weeds.

Your disease: a contumacious
Predilection for tenacious
Relics of...

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Alas, I lie, awakened mind 
Drifting into God-forsaken 
time. 
Unconsciously unaware 
A war rages under there.  

Perspicacious subconscious me
I beseech thee, listen now, 
hear my plea. 
Blood-drunken sword lay at 
thine side. 
Allow me...

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The illicit flames of cajole will wane like an impetuous act of wind.
Annul with impervious aplomb
Waxing perspicacious avenues
Clearing the nebulous
The schism extricate judicious clarity
Vicarious envoy
Omnious stance
Intrinsic string of which I now belong accrues each dawn
Tenable...

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In a time of matters I reflect,
Being forever perspicacious;
Wrong decisions, false steps,
Leading to become fallacious.

In need of caution or I will fall foul,
To be specifically as wise as an owl.

Walking on the edge of normality,
Having...

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They predicate despotism, while matriculating the 
servile.Presaging them to complacency.Who without the prescience of life's 
cadence,will continue to perpetuate peonage?They who poignantly and temper 
mentally,display acerbic discourse.Arousing those erroneous acts that cause the 
chasm of...

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The shining sun twinkling on the water,
Like a thousand fireflies dancing,
On glazed mirror reflections prancing,
The twinkles of stars alter
Perceptions.

In the moonlight I hear the darkness,
Like a million cackles of the mad,
In an echo chamber of...

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The Prince was extra pertinacious,
picky to the 'nth' degree,
inclined to be quite perspicacious
when considering Number Three.

The first had sadly disappointed,
not come up to scratch, you see,
and number two was ill-appointed
for a run at royalty.

His Princess...

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The Prince was wicked pertinacious,
picky to the 'nth' degree,
inclined to be quite perspicacious
when considering Number Three.

The first had sadly disappointed,
not come up to scratch, you see,
and number two was ill-appointed
for a run at royalty.

His Princess...

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To dream the impossible dream
To fight the unbeatable foe
To bear with unbearable sorrow
And to run where the brave dare not go
—Mitch Leigh/Joseph Darion (Lyrics “The Impossible Dream”)

TO READ THE IMPOSSIBLE READ

To read the impossible read.
To...

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The prince was very pertinacious,
picky to the 'nth' degree,
inclined to be quite perspicacious
as he pondered number three.

The first had sadly disappointed,
not come up to scratch, you see,
and number two was ill-appointed
for a run at royalty.

His...

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