Long Raving Poems

Late evening March 2045

The Teenagers were adventurous 
They were venturing.  DJ and 
Damali Trech were both 18 years 
Old. The Copy Cat Club was the
Place to  be for teens.  It mostly 
Served...

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Fulfilled fantasies and legitimate realities…you do know how to please…
Are you listening to my voice of longing and yearning?
No, don’t backstab me with your broken promises…stop being a horrid tease…
Do not worry, Lord, I am...

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as the PROPHETS of profits, WE lead and WE’re fair
while WE’re living the life of the poor BILLIONAIRE
– silver yachts, pearly castles, cash (plenty to spare) –
with the world on OUR backs... ah! the burdens...

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Though still within our infancy, 
we strive to thrive, but woefully 
we flash and flaunt our 'primacy',
display our trophies pridefully.
 
Our terra firma ecstasy
destroys survival's harmony,
lays waste to life on land and sea.
Mankind, thy name...

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Boob jobs and bomb jobs

Sisters in arms those tits and those weapons of massive 
destruction sex and death go together in dynamics
thermodynamics psychodynamics fused on the playground 
of this life of this poem on which...

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The Wedding Ceremony of the Dead, Part One, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s Les Noces de la Mort by T. Wignesan

Orgy of stone !
I drank hate in your inferior parts
And bathed during a wild summer our...

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They say the one you think of last before sleep,
Is the one you care for the most— the one you wish to hold, admire, love…

The two of us…beings of bravery,
Had labored all the night, 
In...

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Ravens dream with Northern Lights
to hear strong integrity of voices
with empathic curiosity
for Southern charmed and flowing resonance.

Nurturing mother Raven
feeds her hungry chicks
through NewMoon deep late winter nights
with intelligence bilateral
multi-collateral
as a bicameral tree,
branching out in foresight
seeking...

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I was once argumentative, though I am not at all proud of the fact,
I was extremely opinionated, expressing my views with little tact.

It is not that I was malicious, but I really thought I knew...

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EPIDEMIOLOGICAL NAME: Donkey Pox

ORIGIN: First detected in insane asylums and faculty lounges across America.               

TRANSMISSION: Pathogen mostly attacks highly sensitive unhinged...

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(2)*Second poem honoring Edgar Allan Poe*

Fate Once Birthed Lovers, Golden True And Dear

We had raced a good race, with wind cool and fair,
There were romantic nights steaming hot for a while,
And golden rays of sunshine...

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Rum felt a chill which he couldn’t explain
Had mum left the freezer door open again?
He went to the kitchen and muttered, “Aha!”
The freezer door was just a little ajar

Inquisitive kittens, as everyone knows
Would not simply...

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Throughout my life, God has been very good to me.
For several weeks, through my wife, I had heard                 ...

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The years passed, things never did get better..
Her Garden Club was the only thing that held her together
The mental abuse had taken it’s toll...
As far as he was concerned he owned her soul..
She now felt...

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Interpreting mine Poetry

Similar to scrutinizing
an abstract painting,
this author begetting, canvassing
entreating... obscure words dumbfounding
readers (himself included), he eludes
(shading tree fore rest)
clear cut discerning,
yet oft times his woods
garner reviews raving
esoteric word choice,

how mind boggling
to this logophile despite
more...

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I heard that you are coming, and I am ready for the meeting
I heard that you are coming, and here I am anxiously waiting 
The last time I heard that you were coming
My heart leaps...

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In her soul she exposes naked memories and lust for life

          A rebel conceived in a flash of pure passion

      ...

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Honey Bear,
I would like to say goodbye
and would appreciate your reply.

Where are you going?

I am going to sing farewell
before my minute hand wears out.

Already,
yet I hoped you might first learn
to dance hello.

Yes, so I too...

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      POEM:

		ADVENTURE TO THE UNKNOWN

Going to a place – never been
Packed my bags for a vacation – 
Train leaves at 11:35 AM – get there in 8-1/2 hours.
Hope no catastrophe...

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Recherché poetic themes stock in trade of yours truly

No surprise, rhyme nor reason,
I tease out extraordinary threads,
sometimes deliberately writing
about current calendar day or season

for instance today July 28th, 2020
another hazy, hot, and humid summer day
and...

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Mimi is my fond, constant companion, my nearest and dearest loyal friend,
Mimi makes golden, precious days brighter, like orange sun that never ends.

Mimi has the rare gift for loving, that causes one to respond in...

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Pop (corn) Music


Introduction

It’s time to dance, time to tango
There’s a Canadian on the banjo
When he sees the guitar strings
Jack’s mirth grows soaring wings;
As he scans the rhapsody drums
While busy the Banjo he strums!


He strums with...

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Which late afternoon/ early evening
today adventuristic, edenic, and idyllic
April 13th, 2021
pitch perfect weather
serves as temporary tonic
to balm away blues.

Like a tumbleweed
aimlessly blowing in the wind
across infinitely wobegon open wide
prairie home companion land
(which wasteland famously
epitomized by...

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In the dark of the night, 
when all are sleeping, out of sight,
the Oggles come out to play. 
For they love to flirt, 
in the rubbish and the dirt,
a curious courtial display.

For Oggles mate for...

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Like a tumbleweed aimlessly blowing in the wind
across the infinitely open and wide prairie land
(which wasteland famously epitomized by T.S. Elliot)
a barren vista ravages the metaphorical landscape 
of one measly mortal malcontent male
bumping and scraping...

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