Long Pseudonyms Poems

Sophistication of sinister online skulduggery...

lurks within the outer limits of cyberspace,
where dark shadows eclipse edge of night
indistinguishable from the twilight zone.

Within the Internet binary size weavers loom
shuttlecock whizzes (analogous to a bad mitten)
at speed of...

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Written: May 09, 2024

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(Sir Frederick Treves, Victorian surgeon, has the
following claims to our respect: (1) he discovered
and cared for Joseph Merrick, "The Elephant Man":
(2) He followed the route in Italy of the characters
in Browning's "The Ring & the...

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No Conclusions, THE PROCESS OF PAINTING ***

Not often between lines.
Crossing lanes.  Consuming spaces.
 Ordering gray shadows
Like shaded fog or misty traces —
In a measure of displaced displays
Of reality’s clarity 
In impressions or abstractions,
To emphasize...

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Poets are a funny lot
they come for what is sizzling hot
Compassionate? Most times they're not!
they give your rhymes a decent shot
curious to see what you have got
compare and contrast on the spot
criticize the missing dot
or...

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(alternately titled:
why yours truly crafted six electronic aliases).

No rhyme nor reason beatle browed
beastie boy long ago
created INXS of half dozen
email addresses gallivanting
feigning himself a most sought after

singular modest beau
courtesy crass brazen duplicity
eventually forced to eat...

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Lost in my head, where'd I get my point of view?
parents? friends? the news? muse's interviews?
The more places I go the more I'm confused 
About what's wrong, right and ultimately the truth
What things mean to...

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Have you ever wondered who celebrities were
Before they became who they are?
Each one attained fame just by changing his name
And became a world-renowned star.
Some of my favs I have listed below,
Some, or all, of whom...

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Simply unaware....or perhaps I don't care
what others say or do
It's partially true
I'm through

Used to care what they think
of my words, of my ink
not anymore....
So much more is in store
you see...rhymes keep knocking at my door
I...

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I ate thru the pages of my own book,
Whose title is experience and held three chapters.

By phaze one I saw life was fun & everyone loved me.
Called every woman mother, every uncle father 
& the...

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SILENCE

I walked desolated in thought.
My life, as is, however, was fulfilled with internal joy.
The privacy I possess was bleak.
An austere appearance I kept.

A woman with child sighs.
I hear her murmur to self that I seem...

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The dedication of this journalist gem
Whose writing, brought down
Drug dealing men
 
Eire's Sunday Tribune
And Sunday's Business Post
Newspapers of note, for in them she wrote
 
But it was the criminal world
And her writings so splendent
That craved...

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Some ghost in peoples mind need to control,
every aspect of circumstance to enroll.
The raging spirit in constant demand to chase illusion,
with sweet words, drama and phony conclusion.
The fear of not being in charge by all...

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Some ghost in peoples mind need to control,
every aspect of circumstance to enroll.
The raging spirit in constant demand to chase illusion,
with sweet words, drama and phony conclusion.
The fear of not being in charge by all...

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Line of inquiry:

“We have been here a thousand times before
Memory erased, each time we begin anew
Of hands held tenderly, we’ve lost the score
Each embrace virgin like fresh morning dew 

To which image, oh dear soul,...

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Once she was Pauroso now
she's Rinforzando.
Bisbigliando
:brusco, scordato
she must rehearse and study
to be an image of
perfection

Senza Spianato
and
Graevole Tratto
______________________________
It causes me to wish you near
to make promises
to seek the responsibility of
our togetherness
Then until some half witted
meddler to...

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The fleeting dawn has translucent crystal light
that shimmers and wrinkles my furrowed slack skin. 
Then a temperate touch, my terrors ignite
as beneath my waves, dark currents surge within;
since time began, I have carried human kind;
but...

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No Conclusions***

Can’t figure things out?
Never between 
    the lines.
Outside the lanes, 
Staying spaced 
In gray shadows
Or mist or fog…
Outlying and altering.
Possibly close,or
Beyond
Leaving,
 Below or high.
Yet, wearing
    pseudonyms,
Always being ...

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It’s sad just how low, American leftists will go,
Mentally ill by the thought: TRUMP WINS—two in a row.
Pelosi—their Jesus, decrees moral high ground,
Enter Schumer, Nadler, and Schiff—three idiot clowns.
And yet, not one strategy has rid...

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~~~~
      The lying poets have you sucked in!
      As many already have pseudonyms~
      Perhaps, they imbibe too much gin?

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