Long Scrunch Poems

Take me to the tombstone 
let me touch the gray stone that stands
where life could not
I will put my face to that touchstone of deaf thunder,
What happened  to your breath baby brother,
what happened in...

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margins stimulate and juxtapose
  edges greet with troubled, disturbing friction
  faraway forces exert influence and combine relentlessly
  how the Sun and Moon dance together about the planet Earth
  their grasping hands...

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Ghostly spirits from deadly arsenal spell haunting annihilation

With mighty mouse and Hercules height 
tried to retrieve sanity spread loose;
a faded unpleasant memory - even enlisting
decades old cartoon characters: 
Natasha squirrel and Bullwinkle moose
flow of electrons...

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February 13th, 2023 - old man winter gave a one...two punch

Overladen snow covered crackle and crunch
though, this skeptic owned a doubtful hunch
that such 24/7 round the clock whether coverage
would make laughingstock of forecasting
how Jack Frost...

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When you were born
On the first of July
I was so broken hearted
I wished I could die
'Cause I'd made the choice
To say goodbye
Such a sad sounding word
Still makes me cry

I stood hour after hour
In the hospital...

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I put eyeballs on rivals
as I survive and rise forth
an arrival of an idol
standing Eiffel with force
surprisingly viral 
taking titles and more
in a wave wide and tidal
winning prizes for sure

from miles behind to in front
a...

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Management here at
Highland Manor Apartments sent out word
that tomorrow, January twenty third,
two thousand and twenty one,
we (all residents) will receive the first (of two)
inoculations to stave off getting COVID-19,
hence mine poetic title might seem absurd.

Aforementioned...

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would what that be junior? senior? sophomore?

since this brother in law rarely emails, 
     ye may scrunch countenance puzzled, 
     or on verge of emitting flatulence, 
...

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Mwizi! Mwizi! Mwizi!
Shika uyooooo
2am habitual
I toss my sheets stand by the window
They all speak at once
''Achomweee....''
I wear my walkies and switch my lights

I scrunch my nose
Freezing outside
Ni nani?
My anxiety grows
I join the mob
Fury is forehead...

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A day in June.
Tuesday.
Week’s worst day!
Twenty to five.

A wintry sun,
Low in the sky,
Casts long shadows,
Emits no warmth.

I’m in a dorp
With tired shops,
Bank and church,
GPO and a Court.

Tucked together
Along a street,
With bumpy tar
And dusty holes.

Now and...

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She throws her head back 
And let's out from her small mouth
A huge, loud, boisterous, horrific,
But beautiful, rip-roaring, ear-splitting sneeze.

I think to myself
Where can such a petite, quiet, demure, classy lady
Get the energy to snort...

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Juny Bug was a lady who most people considered insane 
but according to her mother she was well,... right as rain 
off to the  shrink she went, needed help and needed it soon 
a...

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Autumn As Pictures, Sounds and Fragrance

Scenery either seen before,
Or only imagined in your mind,
Or felt in your heart,
Or heard without sound.  

Sound and sight,
Aroma and feel,
All captured by words written in
Dreams and memories.

The sound...

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Autumn, It peeps over summers shoulders
Like a baby over its mothers when  getting bolder
Then tip toes into your day  when your tired
Unannounced not always desired

First a mild frost shows its might
To scrunch the...

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Since the Garden of Eden and Cleopatra,
snakes strike great fear in man
I have it—ophidiophobia---
legless lizards equal repulsion
 
Slithering, sliding as they move
something about friction and scales
like goose bumps on human flesh
more than I want to...

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I drew a sweet faerie girl with a half acorn hat
Then I swept horrible kitchen floor in three seconds flat
On a roll now, I wrote a number of banal, boring poems
All to avoid a bossy,...

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The sky bathes the harbor in cyan turquoise
cadet-blue sea foam bubbles the only gorget one has
versus the flamingos and canaries absconding littoral mire
the gashes on my feet, the burn in my gracilis
have returned me yet...

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shuttering fright housed inside
in one poof annihilating prejudice
(white privilege included) and pride
reducing to ashes trumpeting
self importance, where snide
persona grata becomes irrelevant
as does living social
or vacationing in Telluride.

Interestingly enough,
I do not entertain notions
inflicting self harm nor...

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We were always a little ash white,
the girls always a bit cleaner;
the soap always green carbolic
the toilet paper always slick and hard to scrunch,
six year old bottoms always a little sore.

The nuns who ran these...

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Hello Alex, today we're going to talk about your problems and the act you hide behind
I'm able to see the pain in your eyes, no matter how big your smile shines
What you hide from the...

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Corpus Christi in the southern region of the United States
Named by a Spanish explorer, Alonso Álvarez de Pineda, and mates.

As he discovered the lush semitropical bay, an American city
on the Western Texas coast; Christian feast...

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It falls in elegant crystals, forming blankets of pure white.
The whitest of the white that you have ever seen.
Each flake different to the other, unique in its own way.
The proudest of proud the snow has...

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Walk through the stainless steel gate with my head held high knowing that I'm 
catching someone's attention with their wondering eye.

Looking cute in my one-piece bathing suit with purple and blue oh cannot forget 
yellow...

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Last year in winter, 
When he was ready for job,
For many days a little dog comes,
And scratches his door.

He goes out hurrily,
And went off without a notice.
But today morning, suddenly,
His feet were stopped.

Last night was...

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You've crossed my mind many nights.
Sometimes I just lay there, holding you tight in mind.
Wandering your body with my hands.
Filling my fingers with the skin I've dreamt so much about.
The things you keep hidden. unraveled...

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