Long Romped Poems

Humdumpty was an analyst, a Cambridge Ph.D.,
A noted bio-atomist, whatever that might  be. 
Indeed, from earliest childhood it was his single aim 
To analyze no matter what might enter his domain. 
He analyzed his...

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When the night claims you like a wayward leaf of old 
and it takes you to the caves where anything turns gold 
you don't ask any questions and you don't dare breathe
you just follow her,...

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                        V

Has it not occurred to you how I sat with you
dear...

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Dominic Venetucci - 1911-2004

Outside, snow gently fell upon the barren punkin patch.
Where happy children once romped was now a forlorn thatch.
Inside the aged' couple reminisced about happier times and shed a tear.
Alas, drought dashed their...

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Oh, woeful heart!
Unhappy days upon blindness embarked.
Appealing visions bought life’s loathsome start.
True light laid victim to lusting sparked.
A wanting came, but in the dawning disappeared.
Too late for undoing, promises played the cheating game. 
Oh, woeful...

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This piece could be, I suppose, a kind of "bucket list", but it's not about regretting all the things I wanted to do in my life and didn't, but, rather, it's about being okay with...

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 ~Two Sisters One Wedding Two Brothers~

The day dawned bright, excitement rose today above all others
Two sisters today and a wedding, we were marrying two brothers
The wedding was outside on a beautiful grassy patch
Where cherry...

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A canopy of innocence, invisible to me
hung over playful joy shielding all that would come to be.
The world was mud and grass and trees, oh, puddles,swings and bikes
shrieking, shouting, rampant running anywhere we liked.
A watchful...

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It is strange
how things that we see
and take for granted
in everyday life
should suddenly instil
in our minds
a new awareness
of their presence

A silent moment
a brief pause
from life's ever quickening pace
a moment of peace -
in times like these
a...

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{based on a classic joke}

A lady briskly walked one day,
To work, not far, just blocks away.
She passed a shop with parrots near,
When suddenly, she paused to hear--

"Hey lady!" squawked the feathered spy,
She turned, confused, and...

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She romped and rolled around me in proud stiff pompous gait
I was not impressed by the ruffle of her skirt
Or the wicked laughter of the flipping imp
But I pulled up short for a word choked...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Sixteen

Who dreamed this dream also dreamed he was dreaming all alone:
Tail-end swish of winds barely pulled up the lukewarm afternoon
Cob love-bound with pen from Down Under clad in...

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"One day while resting in the store,
I saw you striding through the door.
You seemed a kindly youngster who
Would know just how to treat a shoe.
Though nervous, newly-made, and shy,
I tried my best to catch your...

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Day and night
Over my years
I watch
This full owl body carved from the light
Of wood
With its slimly painted feathers and howling eyes 

Held in swooping flight
At an angle
On a string
From our family room
Ceiling

Circles in the heat...

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She rocked Danny nigh the window in her rocking chair,
Cuddled him closely and hummed an ancient Irish air.
As she gazed thro' the window at the vast horizons beyond,
She pondered her precious gift and the closeness...

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I am going to sea in a blueberry boat
That danced in the wind by the lee she did float
With vanilla sails and strawberry jib to bend her
Her chocolate chine hull held true on this double-ender

From...

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The flit of peach chiffon skirts, 
 And seas of swirling dancers  
romped, jived, swayed and turned 
Their movements in perfect harmony 
To a freedom so greatly earned 

Her hands, fluidly frolicking 
Into the...

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it's illegal now to be a kid
no matter what, once, was did
no longer allowed, they now forbid
put a sock in it, slam down the lid

there was a time, that many know
when it wasn't so
and kids...

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She's probably still tied to her mum's apron,
But she definitely needed no chaperon,
So to Dubai she went for a competition,
With many of her mates from the same institution.

She suddenly became a sensation,
When behind a hotel...

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When I was a child, I played and I romped
Went to school, did things kids do
I was a tomboy, played cowboys and such
This season of life, I loved so much

When I became a pre-teen, things...

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A long, long time ago, three children met
this old, gentle lady in an ancient farm,
bidding them to enter her large  kitchen
with a sweet flavor of gingerbread and ale...
Beside her , a  huge, dark...

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La Dolce Vita  Part One 

How sweet life is, indeed!
The air we breathe, our nightly rest.
Think back about your very first
steps.
You played games outdoors with
your nose not stuck to a screen.
You romped in the woods ever...

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The dragon and the minotaur are mythological creatures.
They romped and stomped in ancient tales
Of Greece, and Rome, and France, and Wales,
And have kept kids through the ages biting their nails,
But they shared no other features.
A...

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Granduncle Rey was inimitable… uncommon.
He could make a story out of a passing wind
and have me crying, giggling like an imp--
this God-given knack could spin yarns  of myth
that even my siblings  rasp with...

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Under the Mulberry Tree
Is where you would always be
While I climbed ever so higher
you would stand and wait for me

I never realized why that was
It was incase I should ever fall~
You were ready for anything
while...

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