Long Sordidly Poems

Chief garbage taster as fifth grade Halloween gag
at Henry Kline Boyer Elementary School
interestingly enough landed me a grubhub grab bag.

I rooted thru poetry anthology of mine,
and came across an unpublished poem
by one obscure poet (me),...

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at Henry Kline Boyer Elementary School

As a Halloween costume, 
one year during early grade school, 
my father got the brilliant idea 
for his sole son to be dressed 
with one of a kind getup.

Missus Shaner...

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Chief egalitarian garbage taster i.e. “white trash”

As Halloween costume, 
one year during early grade school, 
my father got brilliant idea 
for sole son dressed
uniquely rubbish qua 
putrid offal getup. 

Missus Shaner (talon clawed, 
shriveled relic...

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As I sit in crumbling sand, that’s laced between my toes,
I wonder.
The gentle breeze caresses my cheeks,
whilst the wind plays daintily with wisps of fringe.
Faces are but a distant silhouette in orange hue.
I watch as...

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Up but Down…part-5

“Poor place”, the spectral humming of the winds
Seems to tell, “the hills too would have to lose
Their birthright just like everyone of us.
On the way upward, somebody points

To a pitiful mile or so...

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With the weight of wondrous wealth and worship
neatly nestled in her corporal cavity
unexpectedly, this eager expecting dame
lifting her humble hand in search of clarity
seeps through the cracks of your decorative doorframe
proclaiming your holy name, she...

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Abandoned realities that the Kings have sought,
Biological bacillus organisms left to rapidly rot…
Absorbefacient annihilation the pawns have brought,
The bacterium Bishops are pernicious in their plot…

Ambient affliction plagues the progressive parasites,
Of the nuclear noxious nomads reaching...

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Think your own thoughts,
and walk in the same shoes:
to never go astray
and wear a borrowed array;
be the definition of reality,
unflattered and discerned...
until your prize is earned
and the hardest lesson is learned!

If fairness was never denied,...

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gale to bluster, sleet to bluster, worst whacked are hobos around huts cluster.

nowhere to doss, tempest to toss, yet another sucker punch sweeps across.

with big boot to field, with big stick to wield, arrogative hosts...

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If one chooses to enter the political realm
[To serve his or her country in high office]
Inevitably, they will be accused of misconduct
Of one sort or another during their tenure
Julia Gillard, ex-Prime Minister of Australia,
The first...

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Best not be rosy, you steamy old wench,
the air has no words for your vomit and stench.
Hardly, if ever, do teeth so hard clench,
yet the waste of your life is a moldy brown bench.
What hell...

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I tell you
Don't get ahead
Of your prettly small self
I do not love you

I tell you
Don't bask in illusions
If I loved you
It won't be in paper-words

I tell you
If l loved you
It will burn my heart
To the...

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