Long Phlegmatic Poems

Personal Worth 
Everyone has value. Everyone has been called for such a time as this to use their unique gifts and experiences to serve others and to serve God. But what are those gifts? And...

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Sneezing fit – tests nasal septum

The word Gesundheit was first used in English in 1914. It became popular in the United States due to the many German immigrants who moved there. Many Americans may not be...

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Recurrent sneezing fit courtesy freshly mowed grass

circa June 20th, 2022
prompted me to stutter 
self addressed rapid fire gesundheit
nsync with, spluttering
“I don't have any allergies!”

An infinitesimal slight speck tickled 
nostril follicle – activated via an itty...

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Figurative paralysis laid waste body electric of mine

This is Spinal tap 
bamboozling, binding, bleeding, bombing...
ripped from every dog eared 
and book marked page
recounting latest ill fated fiasco, 
now peppering my life and hard times
causing quite...

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When the 21st century stepped into its third decade, the major tone of the world sharply switched. Internecine confrontation, cartelism and calumniation snaffled the high pitch, while comprehension, cooperation and cosmopolitanism, like ill-adapting burdens and...

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Gods of glowing neon and gaudy screens
smile upon charming, charming patterns of heads.
All colors of hair, lit red, then green, then blue,
guided along invisible paths, crown heads
perspiring, chanting and glancing down
on marching, mechanical arms, then...

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Unfaithful marital transgressions
self admitted indictment,
crime and punishment,
no longer think high lee
entailing no mister re: demeanors,
I searingly weathered

(George by bushed, albeit thankfully,
no unwanted child left behind),
nonetheless one unforgettable
indelible, execrable, and abominable
professedly owned his
civil warring battle of...

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An infinitesimal slight speck tickled 
nostril follicle – activated via an itty 
bitty, nitty gritty dirt band noah bigger 
than a mole luck yule set in motion a 
chain reaction, whence mine sensitive 
proboscis honker...

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Tell me again
This wealth you gasp and clamour for
This strategy you wield
From the invincible substratum
Where the hunt pursues the frenzied heart
And the congestive traffic of arteriosclerosis 
For what do you deal
The long evenings swinging on...

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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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"CHILD LABOUR "
Please do me a favour ,
Ruin the acts of child labour;
Soft hands which have to take pencil,
You classify them under worker's council;
Let's pump the education in mind,
Train them to innovate ideas they need...

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'm described as phlegmatic 
Fuk fairy tells I fled magic
Never sympathetic for hope fed addicts
Seen love and sped past it 
It's too serious ima kill it and shed ashes 
Had to fight it break my...

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Bliss-filled, awesome… yet simply fantastic
Highlights my special son’s show, eclectic
To the phlegmatic, it’s too dramatic
Midst praise-songs, verily operatic
While others comment as realistic…

Heaven-bound, spiritually ecstatic
Journeying zealously, never static
Treading on holy paths though erratic…
There he is, during...

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i've always believed that love lost is unpleasant,
painful as little as a lachrymal biopsy,
and as much as an emotional disembowelment
or lobotomy of the heart.

i am told that a love who walks out or finds love,
initiates...

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I,I,I,I, don't know what got me here.
My soul is impacted with heartbreaking despair, and logic is dim and unclear.
Should I have?
Should I have stopped him from walking out the door?
Should I have expressed my feelings...

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Is a person just man, woman or child?
Is not each person a costly treasure?
Should definition of person so mild?
Should not it exceed the common measure?
Person is living-human, could I say?
A precise character of life-drama,
With rise-fall...

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Purposeful thought leaders, empowering intellect they reign, 
In disposition phlegmatic, indifferent to pleasure or pain,
Rejecting emotions vain, impassive within taciturn domain,
Questing for mindful contentment, virtues of reason ordain.

Missives tolling of rectitude, emanate from heart and...

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"We ourselves feel that what we are doing is just a drop in the ocean. But the ocean would be less because of that missing drop". Mother Teresa


Moonlight shimmers on the phlegmatic ocean.
Creating a whimsical...

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It is Christmas time, again
I am an errand running
Supermarket slave with
feet tapping, eyes downward

I can't find any scuffmarks
on the polished desert floor.

Check-out line impatience
eavesdropping on stupid
pointless conversations and 
f#*ked up weather mawing

I long to strangle...

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In the photographs,
  times are submitted
    by the cameras and their
   phlegmatic blasé flashes ...
  They do not care
  with us...
  Wedding,
  graduations,
  picnics...

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The world is spinning
and you refuse to fall off.

Yesterday,
you stabbed a crooked finger
into my hidden diary
criticized my Fascist inflections -
debated my scribblings
on Marxism,
noted the notations
indicating Munchausen by Proxy
and then 

choked and lamented
upon vague references I...

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The four seasons mark the turning year,
Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter clear.
Four phases of the moon at night we can see,
Waxing, Full, Waning, and New, set free.
The earth has four elements that matter,
Earth, Air, Fire,...

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I dreamt a dream that you weren't there
I figured in some little ways
a rattle of emotions giving us a stare,

A sting of faded love comes back to life
Everything else is drenched
in the world of disguise,

Our...

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If it weren't for you
      I'd still be scraping the shovels
        On land hinged by drought
       ...

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IDYLLIC ®

THE HEART IS PRUNED
THE HEART IS THE ART
THE MIND IS THE PEN
THE MIND IS MINE
THE MIND OF A READY WRITER
THE HANDS ARE SKILLED
SKILLS ARE HANDY
EVEN WHEN HE CAN'T VOCALIZE
WHAT HE GROPES TO VISUALIZE
THE THOUGHT...

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