Long Prankish Poems

Coming home late from wandering in my sleep
In search of that which goes ahead of chase
i saw the image of my form stretched on my bed
His looks – minus my glasses – through an impish...

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Ironclad choke hold tightened
around pencil necked geek
stranglehold noose asphyxiated
courtesy mailer daemon freak

specifically America Online
server gremlin sought out meek
resplendently attired as Doctor sheikh
wordsmith scouted out as weak

cussed link within human league
surprisingly springing thru Lenovo
external screen, simulating...

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I’m put upon to ponder the problem of poetry
& thus, I proudly or, perhaps, perfunctorily,
Ponderously pronounce with a preponderance,
Even a plethora, of p’s:

Poetry is pithy, prankish and perky,
Pertinent and impertinent, too
It’s prophetic, pathetic, pragmatic and...

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The first time I got married, it was a church affair. 
And as all good grooms, I wanted it to go off with a certain flair.

Everything was ready that I could think of
Now all that...

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The main purpose of life is to live rightly, think rightly, act rightly. The soul must languish when we give all our thought to the body.
Mahatma Gandhi

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Grizzled veterans gathered about their brother's bier,
To reminisce and honor their late departed peer.
They talked of yesterday when they were young and gay,
The good and bad times they'd shared along the way.

They had shared the...

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Hey, Peyton, remember the time
When the snow was melted along with the rime?
When the sun was mild and the weather sublime?
We went out on picnic away from the dust and the grime.

We all took our...

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Mutal Divine Love

When your hot breath 
passes through warmth of my breath
an amazing heat is born 
from the burning volcano of love
that generates a new energy for two hearts
to board a ship of love-dreams

When my...

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Vertigo, vertigo, vertigo – whoa!
Walking in circles is no way to go.
Everything’s turning and moving and spinning;
Nothing is ending, only beginning.

Vertigo, vertigo, vertigo – stop!
Each tiny step feels like I’m gonna drop.
Can’t get a fix...

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Recall the straight and well-planned path of youth
mapped out so clear to lead us through life’s maze?
Though times I wandered off in prankish craze,
the road was there to find again in truth
when pangs of guilt...

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I voyaged to the land of dead
And was gifted lasting peace, 
Felt at home in a treasured yard
With tranquility on lease.

I now fathom life's ironies
And its prankish mystic touch, 
Had I known this secret before
My...

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I voyaged to the land of dead
And was gifted lasting peace, 
Felt at home in a treasured yard
With tranquility on lease.

I now fathom life's ironies
And its prankish mystic touch, 
Had I known this secret before
My...

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