Long Scrapple Poems

Yours truly embarks on wild goose chase after elusive pot of gold

two alternate titles: 
1. Gander seeking goose that laid the golden egg
2. Incorrigible lottery dreamer
linkedin with previous poem I wrote
though modesty deters 
crafty, lofty,...

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Wasted verses ushers quirky pathetic oeuvre

HENCE....herewith, 
a post (traumatic) 
stressed disordered poetic whim 
to summarize fantasy
incorrigible lottery dreamer
paradise visage and eyes 
zapping, swatting, and battling 
a bulge with dollar signs
whets imagination with 
Mega Million ticket...

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(randomly drawn years gone by
without gifted with pipe dream pot of gold)

Paradise visage and eyes 
   a bulge with dollar signs
   whetted imagination 
   PowerBall ticket bought

expected usual outcome...

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index finger of left hand
     (likened to Michelangelo
meticulously chiseling away
     at marble block), this poe
whit attempts to coax (zealously
     tap into his latent...

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My Darn Musisk

She wanted her family to
have food throughout the month.
She said often we run out: but feel there is something I can do to help remedy the problem She Knew that substituting meat could...

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Paradise visage and eyes a bulge with dollar signs
   whets imagination with PowerBall ticket bought
expect the usual outcome after next drawing to yield monetary naught
temptation for instant millions 
   human foible...

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alternately titled: incorrigible lottery dreamer
big plans to relocate self and spouse
to some tropical island paradise
by the dashboard light
(the above line credited
to musician named Meatloaf)
upon arrival of my steamer.

A fool's errand finds me emptying out billfold,
especially...

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In my life thus far I have lived the following enhances of verbal helping experiences learned in 7th grade from Mrs. Aumond; Is am are was were be being been have has had do does...

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finds yours truly groveling along
February third 2022,
never linkedin - analogous to stray animal  
without being befriended, 
thus I don't belong
survival instincts taught yours truly
the necessity acting 
courageous and headstrong

even if necessary 
to stare down...

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Bushels and bushels of apple upon apple,
Canned, frozen, or fresh just couldn't keep up the pace.
Fallen fruit amounted to ripe fermented scrapple,
The solution of course, stared us both in the face. 

If we had the...

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Found It Hard To Believe

Backs of others Trump liked to stroke
Sold us down river when we went broke
Went down an avenue to play in a park
Supporters were eaten by a loan shark.

With himself hard time...

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Crash Simpson grasped the flaming sword
and held it up against the Ghost Rider
They would battle to the death
a vision that continued to grow even wider

But Crash's daughter was in the way
holding close to Johnny Blaze's...

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CONTENTS (…may have settled during shipping and handling.)

Preface by C. Günter Marrow 

Prologue by Zoltan Goliath 
	           	
Cycle I. FAITH HEALERS & HEARSAY MIRACLES 				

Ghosts...

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She served toast and jam with chamomile tea,
And placed a tidy white petunia on the table.
She brought grits and gravy with hickory smoked bacon,
Then flipped a western omelet on a bed of crisp hash browns.
She...

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Red on red, like a candy apple
Her red face looked tomato red
Blotchy as Philadelphia scrapple
Agony, anger, lots of dread
The face of a woman obsessed
With a madman’s crazy day
She wanted to escape, fly away 

Gray on...

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Premiered at The Raven’s Beak, 
New Orleans, LA – 5/23/2011

Act 1
  
TRAVELOGUE
CAR WITH NO REVERSE
IT WEREN’T WORTH TEXAS
WAYMORE ON THE PROWL
NOTHING BUT A SUNSET
THE CLOCK WINKED
DEADWOOD
AS IF NOTHING EVER HAPPENED
SUICIDE CAFÉ

Act 2

SCRATCH 
A NEW...

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YO PHILLY

Statuate Billy Penn who stands on tall
And sits upon the antique City Hall
To view and  overlook the sky and trees
There is a small metropolis to see
And see our main Broad Street run both...

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he spoke of hear the pig's heart
they sounded loudly thru the ribs 
his flesh was fresh and would
cause him to wish for silence
"the husk's of the kernal's,
are grounded by those sages who
are brothed by livers...

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Weighing at a combined weight of 577 lbs.
Dates Y. and I. Know Y.


They say they are from the I.C.Y. Ranch.
They say they know Y.
They understand Y.
It's all because Y!
Do you know Y?
We don't!
Who knows Y?
Do...

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I will not bow, I will not grovel.
Somewhere inside, I have a novel.

For now poems come freely, so
I'll continue on with what I know.

My Eddie lays beside my chair,
I wash my face, I comb my...

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Mixed With Scrapple

Where should I try to start out and begin?
Pine trees are tall and always so thin
In balmy breeze will sway and sway
While children underneath often play.

So today what should we really do?
Ask God...

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