Long Pry Poems

When we set out on a road trip
We didn’t stick to the old script
And were gladly amazed
And rarely unfazed
Hitting strange towns though some were skipped

We started from Thatsnot, OK
Which was more or less ok
But then...

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1st Half - because of Poetry Soup's file size limitations -

                      How My Sister...

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I don't know what to say to you...
I'm sorry Juliet
my once proud Juliet do you need an explanation
to why I'm struggling to find a solution to the question
'Why should I bother to talk to you...

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Raisin gave the globe a tap to make it slowly spin
“Rum,” she said, “it’s quite a big wide world we’re living in.”
Rum looked up from lapping milk and wiped some from his face,
“Use your nose...

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Impossible mission to sleep on opposite side of marital bed...

Oddly enough even 
when frolicking in the autumn mist
with seasoned super tramping 
cheaply tricked out goo goo dolls
some resembling Indigo Girls,
one foo fighting beastie boy
unable to...

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Children ARE Worth the Risk


“What‘re ya’ doin’ for Christmas, Carl?” the nurse’s aid inquired, “all our kids are coming home,” she proudly let me know.
“Well...me an’ Joan believed,” I answered - “when we tied the...

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My baby don't cry
My baby don’t cry
Baby, I feel you weeping in grief at home
Told you I can be outside and freely roam 

My baby don’t cry
My baby don’t cry
Even if life goes awry
Don’t you...

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“Father, father where are you?”  She called to him and began to worry when he did not respond.  “Are you here father?”  She pushed aside the hides that separated the main room...

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Part 4

Now by the end of the day, it was easy to say,
    The Hippo was gracious and kind.
With no desire to offend, it seemed a genuine friend
    And...

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Dead Man Tales
shards of glass pearl the emperor's rise,
his arms embracing upon our sins and lies, 

do not deceive yourself , my friend.
in the twilight of our beings our corruption merges and blends.

there is no...

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Spring equinox arrives March 20th, 2023 at 5:24 PM

Despite what outside temperature registers
(even absolute zero), the official arrival
of spring occurs, when thee eel hip tic
of coe phish hunt holy Mackerel
becomes tangential to barenaked ladies 
barren...

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Within my quasi moat toad lily padded immediate environs

Meaning the corporeal complex edifice
housing these lovely bones, 
where linkedin logorrhea ably
strives to break out 
in meaningless song 
yobble hum hum diddle dee dee
and dance courtesy 
an...

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On a silver moonlit pillow’s blissful patch I dreamt nirvana 
verses for my sister Jay and our magic mutual bond,  that
gem-enhanced treasure chest, that life support as ironclad rampart 
for our twin psyche sparkle,...

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On a cobblestone street,
cracked and ill-repaired, 
I rifle antique shops 
  for a jeweled music box 
     to cradle my empty locket. 
I wish to drop it 
  ...

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Into The Heart Of A Soulless Existence

Damn these flies! 
There must be a half dozen of them 
Buzzing around my tiny room here, 
Buzzing and humming spasmodically, 
Like tongue-less eunuchs 
In a locked church full...

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Yours truly embarks on wild goose chase after elusive pot of gold

two alternate titles: 
1. Gander seeking goose that laid the golden egg
2. Incorrigible lottery dreamer
linkedin with previous poem I wrote
though modesty deters 
crafty, lofty,...

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Wasted verses ushers quirky pathetic oeuvre

HENCE....herewith, 
a post (traumatic) 
stressed disordered poetic whim 
to summarize fantasy
incorrigible lottery dreamer
paradise visage and eyes 
zapping, swatting, and battling 
a bulge with dollar signs
whets imagination with 
Mega Million ticket...

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11/14/21


As real as it gets
This can not be nixed
No more if's

Had to flip the script
With an occasional blip
On my shoulder is no chip

But I still can't satisfy this itch
It's gone beyond getting rich
A simple niche
Or...

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Todd was riding in the desert,
through Arizona’s red-brown waste,
out chasing down word of silver,
it was 1878.

He had nothing to go back to,
never had fit in well back east,
he’d left for Denver eight years back,
found nothing...

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I'm drowning.
When I breath in, my lungs yell in complaint as the thick, unbreathable air floods them,
They try to reject it but no matter what happens, I'm still left breathless.
Depression is a burden I have...

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Splaaaashhhh! Another tear lost to memory...
A secret image I keep with me in my heart,
we parted and I waited to hear your Star.t
~When would you deliver words of my eternity?
~Here I am reaching pleading feeling...

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(randomly drawn years gone by
without gifted with pipe dream pot of gold)

Paradise visage and eyes 
   a bulge with dollar signs
   whetted imagination 
   PowerBall ticket bought

expected usual outcome...

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IV.
An awkward silence fell on them,
Reg felt bad, and looked at his feet,
“I didn’t mean to pry,”he said.
she laughed and said, “Don’t look so meek.

“There’s not much work for women here,
and I had no family...

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DRACULA AND THE DINNER GUEST

Here lie all parts of my retelling of Dracula, originally written by Bram Stoker. I have never read the book but was drawn into the synopsis that included my favorite dinner,...

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Death by gypsy violin
Will push you out then pull you in
Requiem for a burning pyre
Raising twilight ashen choir

Up beyond that frozen place
Up beyond all time and space
No hungry knife shall clip thy wing
No wild wasp...

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