Long Ruminate Poems

The victim list keeps growing

But no one really cares

The gristmill claims another one

Keep your hands in and don't stare

Hollywood is the golden land

The eternal silver screen

But many souls are lost here

A lot of greats or...

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November 13th, 2021 - Happy eighty sixth birthday
to my long deceased mom...
Harriet Harris née Kuritsky

My mother succumbed to a terminal illness
two score minus three orbitz passed away
no matter she fought tooth and nail
to keep ovarian/uterine...

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APRIL TO THRILL ME

                My Birth-Month April appears in mirth.
          ...

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Night one on the new river, the campfire is spirited
and the future appears hospitable,
everyone has their rations, everybody is resting their pride
for on an expedition epic to each man and for a republic as well
souls...

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Happy 68th birthday MaryAnn Sage - revisited January 12th, 2021

Wherever you might be holed up
within this whirled wide web wassup?

Mein kampf still equals board
hardscrabble existence deplored
analogous to Norwegian bachelor,
whose Lake Wobegon nestled within fjord
forcing me...

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Cooped within ancient bodies, this inhabitant 
dwells amongst an elder net 
of crabby, crotchety, curmudgeonly claque 
of old folks, only a portion of population I met
which achey, flaky, kooky motley crue 
disgruntlement fed as peevish...

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THE STENCH OF INSOMNIA

   narcoleptic deities in charge of the world
   are tangled and detangled in the threads of time 
   
   they are sardonic and bitter...

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A poem for my Orion 
Who cowers in the sky
For many years, his faithful hunting dog 
Was always by his side. 

“Orion you are iniquitous, 
You do not shine so bright.” 
The dog's thoughts were...

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I have heard it is built with absolutes. I beg to differ, why not? There is past and there is future. Though the future may be indistinct, it is something tangible and inevitable. The past...

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Poet, stand up! 
                               ...

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Deep ocean of azure blue

Overhead seagulls circling flew

In constant motion, heaving sides

The old merchant ship upon it rides

Rust scorched it's barnacled coat

Salt encrusted railings forever afloat

On the horizon's sinking sun's amber glow

Beckons enticingly along the...

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Somewhere out there in the world

There was a girl, No! strike that—a woman.

He saw as a girl, but knew as a woman.

And loved her only like a man, only a real man can.

A full grown...

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Start
The other day I heard my friend was sad.
I met him to ask him about the reason
but, he was upset and his mood was very bad.
So I had to confine my conversation to the season
and...

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What are the feelings that I feel
Just that light is cast and I am real
I lingered for so long in the shade
Believing that was a choice I made
Always afraid I have hidden intent
Hidden from myself...

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Ah... how envious, those young, restless, and fecund...

Lucky young guys and gals
admission courtesy yours
truly finds small (medium)
poetaster at large rubicund
perhaps anonymous reader

lollygagging (cyber space)
while away leisure stunned
boot why such shock despite
old & decrepit peppy gunned
no...

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Das papa anathema & furor he hiss toward patriarchal hierarchy

Courtesy mine eldest sister Amelie
Beth (thirteen plus months my senior),
whose maternal love equals heart as emoji,
she nsync with other kith and kin
painstakingly fleshed out family tree,
formerly...

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Ott's (lots) chrysanthemums in bloom

pitch perfect today
September 14th, 2022.

861 Gravel Pike, Schwenksville, 
Pennsylvania 19473
the ideal place
if/when ye dear reader 
experience maddening rage 
(against the machine) 
causing ordinarily calm demeanor 
to fuss and fume
perhaps as best...

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As dawn it roosts, to the early lids of my opened eyes,
Never ever has been a happy feeling pleasant comprise.
Quinquennium back I can clearly remember,
The morning’s plea scalds my thoughts like burning ember.

My blanket festooned...

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Twas december twenty second 1996...
(when all thru house in 1148 Penn Valley
thee eldest scheming to sally
forth unlike her papa hood dilly dally
nothing to chauffeur himself 'cept tally
sheet scored with failure.)

Twenty three years ago
most significant event
within...

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Share with me your mind, I want to hear it.
Spew forth your thoughts and feelings.
Describe to me your wildest dreams,
and get me clear on your biggest fears.

Don't underestimate the attentiveness of my listening ears. 
Trust...

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What do you dote on?
Who do you dote with, if anyone?

"Dote" is an old-time word for ruminate,
to dwell on and within,
to become absorbed by and with.

Then there is also "antidote".

Let's imagine that our massive events...

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What a bright does the day
When her lantern lights and laughs
I ruminate your replica
But I’d say you are who you are
Bright as just the day

What a father does the day
For impregnates the night
For his lantern...

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November 13th 2017 
Happy 83rd birthday to thy cremated mom

Harriet Harris fought tooth and nail
Mother succumbed 
to terminal illness without fail 
Ovarian/ Uterine Cancer to no avail
hosted by death feasted fancy 
at Oyster Bay metastasized...

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student they are
on the wings of knowledge,
on mirthful wings of angel,
on light of inside and outside

smiling touches them purely
fresh mind, fresh eye view to the future
they are frolicsome for acquiring knowledge
together footsteps on the airway...

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Sitting in a dark room meditating

Sitting ruminating and contemplating

About myself and my life

When out of the dark a voice spoke out

'content yourself with who you are

With who you discover as you meditate

Rather than concern yourself...

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