Long Sleuth Poems

[Well, ShallowMan’s ne’er at a loss
for voicing shallow thoughts that gloss.
With trenchant wit he reaps the dross
when seeking sense in applesauce.

But to his aid flies FactoidMan
who always has a Fact at hand;
with him, who needs...

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Long in the tooth male doth recount, reflect, reimagine...
his woebegone damn dental daze today May 5th, 2021 

No particular rhyme nor reason
garden variety indentured flunky (me)
revisits his salmagundi salad days, 
when oral blight smote 
left...

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I remember the beach sand and swing
when you and mother were still something
I remember the ducks in the lake
you held my hand watching their wake
I remember the sheep dogs when the day was through
and the...

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"Perspective of an Invisible People"

Struggling for over four hundred years
Drowning in rivers of tears
Throughout the country's history
Accepting black people, still a mystery
Since the country's discovery, we've been abused 
Standing with strength, will prevent us from...

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by Spencer Dillenbeck, my son, age 19:

A chunk of clay settling into its mold
A painting yet to dry
A matching hand I cannot hold
A block of cheese before its mold
But even I do not know why
The...

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Hey you out there 
Life hasn't been fair
I see you,
This is something true
On that street corner you stand
Need a hand
 This corner is important at this point of time in your life.
So much strife
Do you...

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Hey you out there 
Life hasn't been fair
I see you,
This is something true
On that street corner you stand
Need a hand
 This corner is important at this point of time in your life.
So much strife
Do you...

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I am ill eke quipped to dusk hoover dawn ting task of badinage

Indentured gumption forsaken 
courtesy each pulled wisdom-tooth
this hug gust aspiring writer..., albeit youth
fool looking imp posse Hubble wordsmith,
(i.e. the babbling dad) coon sitters...

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I was a private detective, and I was deemed one of the best,
As the colorful tulip fields, are forever attracting guests.

My skills seemed often in demand, and indeed kept me moving,
As gold days seem to...

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Damn bad reputation counts 500 plus paw whet tick stints

The following fictitious poetic vignette attempts a feeble tale of one ordinary day in life of anonymous miscreant.

"I don't give a damn 
about my bad reputation."

I...

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There were no gold medals to pin
and no starters gun to begin
but for sure we were out to win
               the Baptism...

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Everybody got a Hollywood life story
to tell
More meat on the bone
give juicier bites 
to sell
Nobody ever turns in a tarnished silver screenplay
Those warts and mistakes
get Photoshop casting couch edited away
Baby Jane rude attitude don’t make...

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Villanelle: Who's afraid of the Virgin Wolf's wisdom tooth

(As unlikely as it may sound, this happens to be the TRUTH: the foremost French journalist, André FONTAINE of Le Monde; an illustrious  Academician poet, Pierre...

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I was called a winter’s child by most people,
Who were in my life when I was a young child, 
But I always saw myself as a summer bumpkin, 
Sprung from spring as I was optimistic...

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This hug gust aspiring writer..., albeit youth
fool looking imp posse Hubble wordsmith,
(i.e. the babbling dad) coon sitters hyperbole
nsync as acceptable literary playfulness,
no matter figurative persiflage

bespeaks, expresses, invokes, jimmy's...
simultaneously stretching limits credulity
(think courtesy metaphorical crowbar)
teases out...

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He said I alone can solve it all:  
The Mexicans will take the fall,
Rapists and murderers one and all. 
I'll keep them out with a beautiful wall.

He claimed Muslims on the Jersey Shore
Cheered 9/11...

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Dusk hoover ring dawn ting task of badinage...

This hug gust aspiring writer..., albeit youth
fool looking imp posse Hubble wordsmith,
(i.e. the babbling dad) coon sitters hyperbole
insync as acceptable literary playfulness,
no matter figurative persiflage

bespeaks, expresses, invokes, jimmy's...
simultaneously...

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Written: October 07, 2023 
Musings on Faith Contest               Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker 

Faith is taking the first step even when you don't...

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What kids are watching on telly
are crimes and crimes in all variety! 

Crimes of hate 
crimes of passion
acting it out at shocking rate
thinking in...

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Winds of change 
are fanning the flames 
are fanned by the deranged. 
The flames of misdirection, 
the winds giving chase 
(orchestrated by instruments to enrage. 
Horned cheering section.) 
Drones of the BlackRock, riders in holdings...

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Gold Dredging

                                 ...

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(Asia may not know, this LIX city split baby boomer now ranks himself as an in denture charred sir vent reflecting on that painful instant when enamel collided with frozen water versus the recent removal...

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Dark skies fill eyes of despair, 
Full of hurt and anger that grows so strong;
A pain-filled child ready to rip out her hair,
All her life never feeling like she belongs.
Dark-bright eyes, rimmed in smeared mayballine,...

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It happened back in time, quite a long way,
Back in the day, as they today like to say:
An era when most donations to yeshivas**      **Rabbinical academies, often
Didn't require much of...

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In the dimly lit corners of her existence,
She lingered, a ghost in the midst of persistence.
From the womb, she was marked, a black sheep born,
Destined to wander, forsaken and torn.

In childhood's tender grasp, she stood...

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