Long Refashioned Poems

Somnambulant schlemiel schleps...and says Shalom...

to anonymous readers March 22nd, 2022
(blustery and chilly Tuesday)
reminiscing about mein kampf,
when precious irretrievable youth
frittered away within
emotional wilderness of mine.

Into lonely senescence -
more'n three plus decades 
plus three extra orbitz 
around...

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Schlerotic schlemiel schleps...and says Shalom...

to anonymous readers March 6th, 2021
(blustery and chilly Saturday)
reminiscing about mien kampf,
when precious irretrievable youth
frittered away within
emotional wilderness of mine.

Into lonely senescence -
three plus decades already elapsed
trepidation, hesitation, abdication... unbearably
tugging, shouldering,
remonstrating...

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What If There Was No Tomorrow? - The Polar Ice ‘Cap’

- this time it’s burnt and curled upon a new head. The 
sweet smoke of his sugarloaf effigy black as night, 
surrounded by a material...

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failed “savior” turns addict

s/he wants to “save” you from yourself
to feel like they have a
purpose,
as if they were put on this planet by some greater force,
something that spoke to them & 
said,
“dearest subject, you need...

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He ranked as de facto semiprecious,
tremulous and unanimous scapegoat
bullied by a bumptious, callous,
disputatious hippopotamus of a brat
infamous bruiser later in his life to become
forty fifth president of UnIted States.

Though documentation incomplete, the un
named subject referred...

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when everyone has nothing
we will fight for scraps of bread
while the dogs are eating gourmet food
our school kids dine on things long dead

when all of “us” are equal
except the ones on top
we’ll eat the roots...

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When this cold, broken world is healed of its sins,
and flooded with light and the warmth of your grace,
When all is reborn and remade for forever,
and time's paralyzing fear is erased from reality,
When you raise...

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s/he sits in her/office day in & day out
eyes popping out of her/his head from
pawing over endless manuscripts,
the yearning from voices all over the world
sits at her/his very fingertips &
from years of experience,
the editor slashes...

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Beautifully broken;
I’m tattered but not torn;
Beautifully broken;
I’m not lost in the storm.
Beautifully broken;
I’m put together with shattered dreams.
Beautifully broken;
I’m not what I seem.
Beautifully broken;
My scars out for the world to see.
Beautifully broken;
I’m not what I...

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Love’s Sonnet

Tattered womb, shred by sharp blades of regret,
Weighed down by rough millstones, dark as shame,
Pale dawn stumbles from midnight to forget -
Stinging acids scar through showers of blame.

A whisper of consolation murmurs,
Infused with the...

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A person’s life is all about choices.
Some are regrettable, others just fine.
Yet the one’s we choose rarely suffices
Our needs and refashioned minds.
Take a man with a chance for promotion
He’ll embrace it without further ado
Deciding on...

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yellow leaf leaves soon
assurance draft to return...
men yearn to unlace.

all awaits autumn
arrived, invoking slumbers...
hoist fingers to pen.  

like seductive smile
autumn greens adapt reddish...
refashioned the soil.

the birds and ant rush
gathering bread before cold...
nostalgic relived.

giant eruption...

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