Long Romping Poems

Where do we come in
					in medias res  not knowing nor caring when
doesn’t everybody pine being number one we leave behind our lives in pages  pictures  or else make for images of what...

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“The Lewis Trap”



Well, of course he's misanthropic
He’s a Misanthropic Man
The Devil’s in the details
Buried deep under the covers
Of bedtime stories, slithers ‘neath loose sand

A Liddell bit of cake
A Liddell bit of julip
Sweets for a sweet...

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The old house, built in 1895, was the best of weathered antiques having hugged North Rogers Street from days of horses to days of horse-powered engines, and now to electric cars.  As the story...

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"Their World"

Of course, there was no re-assurance from them that they would respond to the message I had sent. Morning had arrived. 

The day had commenced as any other, unravelling out of bed, in itself...

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It seems like just the other day
Our pup, Shadrack, did pass away;
And altho’ they never seemed like friends,
My old cat, Jorg, knew Shad had met
   his untimely end.

He mourned his loss every day
And...

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              The Night Soil Man

			I

		Nothing sticks to-get-her like turds
             ...

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Hanging pictures today February 5th, 2021 with the missus...
(in an attempt to cover up (overlay) fruit fly waste byproduct)

At four feet eleven (fifty nine inches),
the spouse longitudinally challenged
hence she browbeats her husband,
(who only stands five...

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Have you ever pondered
shadows are made of 
softness, they are not 
hard surfaced like 
those of us existing 
outside of the white noise

unable to grasp -

the invisible, 
that speak meaning to us, 
whispering their sagacious...

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Oh The Potter's-Rage, two-tone frogs frilly, innocent just-Like; them two-
Faced little-Chuckling Babies, chirping-Sparrows. "Finding-out" they're some-what 
Arbor though I can-see-now they still-can sing Just a bit-yes quite-a-good ways-a-
whale about-yeah bellowing up-far-a-ways-out-there-stoked-up-just under-right out 
along-a-part them;...

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"Oh The Potter's-Rage" two-tone Frogs--frilly, innocent just Like-them two
Faced; Chuckling little-Babies, chirping-Sparrows. "Finding-they'resome what--Arbor; though I can-see-now they still-can sing Just a bit-yes quite-a-good ways-a-whale about-yeah bellowing up-far-a-ways-out-there-stoked-up-just under-right out along-a-part them; like them there...

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Khatia Buniatishvili's Tour de Force of Tchaikovsky's Piano Concerto N° 1 in B-flat minor on Zubin Mehta's 80th Birthday*

… the caged-beast terrified defying the donderbus blasts vollies of muskets and cannons heralding the charge cavernous...

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Twittered Via Chilled Wren
At Valley Forge, Pennsylvania

Prior carte blanche to confessing illicit
     extra-marital affair
I embolden tomb ache
     elicit, and baldly bare
faced laid out some
   ...

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The Mayfly is up on  the  Kennet,
Well it’s Whitsun why wouldn’t it be?
There’s a fine downstream breeze,
And  the  fishing’s with ease,
Do come as you used to for me.

The Mayfly is up...

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On life's easyrider days and nights
love plays a romping game.

On those more oppositionally challenging days,
and long anxious nights,
love is a hunt,
sometimes a passionate hunt,
special occasionally a compassionate hunt,
a mutual hunt
for truth about who is hunter
and...

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I am a little Alsatian puppy- can you empathise with my wretched plight?
I cannot impress upon insensitive humans, my God given inalienable right,
As a scrawny tottering helpless babe, I used to suckle milk from my...

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What if…
     By Dane Smith-Johnsen

In the Garden of Eden, Adam lived while life was wrought. 
He knew God's work was taking place beyond that garden wall.
Together, he and Jehovah walked; everything...

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The Little Dog ( Scotty )

I’m only a small female
Little legs you see
The other two are huge
Males big pawed and hairy
Great tongues lolling
But they protect me
They are nice to me
I’m only small

The human is a...

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Woozy the witch fuelled up her chrome studded besom 

Which was parked in the garage at the Cromlech at noon

She polished dusted and oiled the vintage broom’s motor

And applied magic spittle to fix butterfly wings...

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Conditionally,
“unconditional”
comes with its 
vast conditions,
don’t you agree?
we invest our love,
and all of ourselves 
into the adoration
and dissection 
of all forms 
of muses,
who will, 
or will not
be found 
swimming amused 
in each others' 
minds, 
in each...

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Two white rabbits arrived on Easter Sunday
They sat in the basket, didn’t get away
Until I woke and found them nestling there
A wee young girl, I began stroking their hair

As they grew older, there was a...

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Back in the Day
     By Dane Smith-Johnsen

It was back in the day of buggy and horse
Long before cars were made,
That a small farm boy, too young for the fields
Stayed home at...

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                         Stateless

			…thatched houses catch fire
sparrow tires from romping in the coned-flower...

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If scorn were tangible, my neighbors' feelings 
would be fiery red. Through my window, I just 
saw them pass by. Seeing me, they quickly looked 
away, as if my brief gaze could be fatal. What...

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Happy Eighteenth! I stare at her in awe.
She was three yesterday. 
She still has that look in her eyes when she laughs.
She no longer throws her head back as hard,
But my three year old is...

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Two ladies brought a dog home from the vet,
And told their Lucy mouse he was her pet.
The dog dragged food on floors throughout the house,
But did not see dear tiny Lucy mouse,
Who watched the dog...

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