Long Preparatory Poems

Harriet Harris, née Kuritsky gave up the ghost...

~ May fourth, 2005
wedded bliss nearly fifty years
half a century almost
me not most favorite grown offspring,
she (when alive) did boast,
about youngest sister and her family,
unlike me – severely...

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"Candy Girl" - 2



He had been watching her from the far end of the Ice Bar, where he was sitting propped up on an ice ledge which was cushioned in plush Reindeer hide and Yak...

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Harriet Harris, née Kuritsky gave up the ghost ~ May 4th, 2004

Often these days
(closing in on the eighth
anniversary of eighth orbit
around mister sun),
the following genuine sentiment
Matthew Scott Harris
doth wish to share 
how one and only...

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Twenty years elapsed since Harriet Harris, née Kuritsky gave up the ghost ~ May 5th, 2004

Often these days
the following genuine sentiment
Matthew Scott Harris
doth wish to share one son,
cuz twenty years after mother succumbed
courtesy of terminal...

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Mother dearest Harriet Harris, née Kuritsky gave up the ghost ~ May 4th, 2004

Often these days
(early May 2021)
the following genuine sentiment
Matthew Scott Harris
doth wish to share one son,
cuz seventeen years after mother succumbed
courtesy of terminal...

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Harriet Harris, née Kuritsky gave up the ghost ~ May 4th, 2004

Often these days
the following genuine sentiment
Matthew Scott Harris
doth wish to share one son,
cuz fifteen years after mother succumbed
courtesy of terminal illness

I still reckon how...

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Howami? hmm... good question,
but for some unknown reason
more tired than usual...,
without daily twenty four hours
proper rest, I feel haggard.

I strongly suspect (a hunch acquired
upon returning home
after visiting Notre Dame)
deep sleep interruptions...
attributed to uncontrollable need:
tap a...

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Suddenly frisson cold with fright...

I describe, suddenly feeling scared
and tried to summon sense and sensibility 
after scrambling to stand upright
with all my might.

Otherwise titled 
recalling taking a fall
about five years ago
ala Humpty Dumpty impersonation
(and nearly...

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Religion is just a kindergarten
It’s just a preparatory school
It prepares us for formal education 
So that we don’t grow up to be a fool

Spirituality is graduation
University that follows school
It helps us become graduates
So that we...

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Courtesy viz (g)natty Thrip Pest...

This client (Matthew Scott)
availed himself at behest
of following counselor
who bares his chest
to Stephanie Dodds
(maid 'n USA name)

taught technique to minimize
ruffling feathers lest
the missus aggrieved
spending her nest
egg, thus self and missus

live destitute...

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Bar none, no shortage of soap shampoo, nor detergent

Courtesy food pantries
Saint Eleanor's Saint Mary's,
Our Daily Bread,
the missus and yours truly (her spouse)
well stocked with good n plenti of
soap, shampoo and detergent.

Spongebob squarepants
would be in seventh...

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Dream Keys
      by Odin Roark

A NY mantra
Rent the rentable
Move the movable
Key the keyable

Apartments

Four-wall-guardian of yesterday’s youth
Vacuous cellmates of old age loneliness
All part of a cyclic maze
All having a key
Urban life’s...

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It happened back in time, quite a long way,
Back in the day, as they today like to say:
An era when most donations to yeshivas**      **Rabbinical academies, often
Didn't require much of...

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The Boy from the Tail End of the Goldhawk Road

1.

The Boy from the Tail End of the Goldhawk Road

I was born Carl Robert Halling at the tail end of the Goldhawk Road which runs through...

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For my Professors Mary A. Schilling & Jean Cuvelier

Share with me the beauty of the pen, the smell device of paradoxical selection,
The inquisitive sense of hateful teachers; shared with me the major premise
Of the dogmatic...

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The dead shells of my nightmares will not stay buried.
The plastic delights of plastic idols haunt my belief.
Long shadows crawl too quick from the windows,
And I find all those quaint little candles hard to light.

Treading...

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After being amply lathered
     from head to toe, aye
ya eye ya eye ya eye, and without fail
     (gluteus maximus unloads a dump,

     as...

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Great is his faithfulness;
his mercies begin afresh each morning.
Lamentations 3:23 NLT

Because of God’s tender mercy,
the morning light from heaven
is about to break upon us…
Luke 1:78 NLT

Cockcrow Releases New Story

A baby is born, in the East,
As...

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Suddenly frisson aye describe...,
I suddenly feel scared

As told once upon time helloo
from me matt chew
most previous poem ugh goo,
viz freak accident found ninety
degree angled desk corner (ewe
might not bull heave)

rammed, impaled, fricasseed 
smack dab skew
whirred...

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People sing in praise of a lead performer;
And the person playing the second fiddle
Often goes unsung and unhonoured.

That is the fate of all such auxiliary artistes, say,
A guitarist strumming the chords—
To keep up the rhythm
Or,...

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SELF CARE TO TAKE CARE FOR OTHERS

                   Take care of yourself first: Be strong and brave,
 ...

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ENIGMA
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS



I Know Not from Whence I Came, Hence Where I Went
Only Those Fractional Instances: Here on Earth, I Spent
Was it a Stage of Development? Was it an Examination?
Was it a Preparatory Venture Providing...

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The field is full and the crowd is primed
Scream and cries rent the air electric
The mood is part sacrifice part slaughter
The smell of ritual repentance hangs heavy
Defeat floats around caressing the fringes
The bell clangs in...

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GLORIOUS TWILIGHT


G reat escape from the mundane, humdrum affairs 
L ying on the sea-shore savoring pleasant twilight 
O pium to the eyes, more it craves to witness this delight 
R ecedes the Golden globe behind...

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Love...
The complexity of it all
Never a stranger
To stranger ways

Yet, in flux
What shall I do
But, enter into unknown realms
Lost beyond, where all rationality goes

And, what of the life lines
Should they never fetch me back
Nor if they...

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