Long Scrutinizes Poems

Increase In Head Size

impossible mission to encapsulate notion 
flitting hither and yon, to and fro
within cranium attached to mine body,
whereby irrefutable proof prevails
predicated when yours truly
scrutinizes other people visibly aware,
I a modest married male 
blessed,...

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Prolonged offal bout courtesy constipation... turgid song redux,
a worse hellish fate than perdition really sucks

As of early morning
today - September 8th, 2022,
I could not but barely move
mine whole body felt
analogous to sluggish mollusk
frequent constipation found...

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Stimulus check(up), visited mine local gastro-intestinal economy

Around high noon
today March 19th, 2021
fecal impaction I did plaintively croon
until effect courtesy amitiza, which
prescription medication
(in short a laxative)
served as amazing grace saving boon.

Once activated - impossible mission
to suppress...

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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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Only the dead have seen the end of the war. - George Santayana

Even when I sit at my window,
Watching birds peck the sunflower seeds,
Feeling blessed and a little sentimental,
Feathered wings, rejoicing over their luxury…

Even then,...

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In the beginning it is just a lovely cloud
Collin comes across her in the coffee house
One of his friends calls his attention
Look, your mom is here, let’s go elsewhere
A descent of birds pecking at his...

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Prolonged offal bout courtesy constipation... redux
a worse hellish fate than perdition

At least forty eight hour time span
lapsed whereby big boy wanted to cry
explaining how yours truly 
felt he would die
an undertaking malaise
found me experiencing physical...

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Daily Poetry #71, April 9, 2017
Word: Onomatopoeia

With one whiff, I smell that it's undesirable,
And with a taste, it's completely rotten. 
Cla-clang, cla-clang, the bell rings out again,
And I something I had said is forgotten.

Crack! Snap!...

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less than twenty four hours after dashing off a poem 
   explaining why i wanted to die
found me experiencing physical duress vis a vis, 
   a bowel movement wherein waste unable...

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Encounter of the Once in a Lifetime Kind

Waiting for his appointment, he scrutinizes her
(she’s oblivious to him).  Long tapered nails,
like wing-tips of scarlet butterflies, 
flit above a keyboard, and her perfect form
sits poised, tall...

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storm, weight of rain sloshes
o’er the sides of the acrylic tub
thunder of strobe, eyes blinking
slashes of screams, disaster —
utterance of lips, gutteral
door jammed, eye to eye contact
with the lion and lamb; the owl
on heights of...

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Less than twenty-four hours after dashing off a poem 
   explaining why i wanted to die
found me experiencing physical duress vis a vis, 
   a bowel movement wherein waste unable to...

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GOD SEES THE TRIALS

God sits upon His royal throne and sees all of our trials,
And He knows of the load we bear o’er life’s long, rugged miles.
He’s never taken by surprise by any trial we...

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The sight of this bourgeois, career politician/businessman

(A so-called liberal, no less)

Seated high on the dais at the all candidates meeting,

Looking down on his constituents.


Trying to look as human as possible,

He's wearing his best crocodile smile...

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Who is my reader? My reader is my guest 
In the secret of his corner of host
He welcomes me as an instructor or tractor 
In the sector of her golden mind
She listens to me as...

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Everyone fears summer's or winter's storms 
proceeded by wrathful winds devastating many a grave,
and as the squirrels run for shelter
many trees fall on isolated roads...
see them break in two missing a scary bear;
behind this pelting...

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A hand to hold that's what she wish..
A hand who will not let go...
Rather a hand that holds not tight nor loose..
A hand that is firm to touch...

Eyes that even without words speak, she asks..
Eyes...

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there is a drone in a transparent jar
on the stool
my sister is watching him intently
her cheeks raised and teeth glittering

she scrutinizes as it flaps while climbing
it crawls up and pauses midway
it takes quick breathe, 
pumps...

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