Long Spongy 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and came across an unpublished poem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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Cybersurfing netizen flounders...
analogous to a fish out of water

Ever since being a little gull hubble buoy,
I bobbed (while donning square pants)
like spongy flotsam and jetsam at sea.

Now as one decrepit
humble lumpenproletariat neopoet,
I experienced existence
with pronounced...

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Oh God, you must know what I’m missing out on
Though at times I am not really sure,
If it’s possibly not inconvenient “in Truth”
Might You help me discover the cure?

My loneliness never does leave me alone,
Though...

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brownian
    here I go~
       haiku number one

round and round
my thoughts and the fan...
full of air

plane up in air
can hear it-
touch the sky, why can't I?

dot to...

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Bleak, totally bleak said the man with the tall round hat
Then we looked and saw a large green and yellow cat
Slowly stealing through the tall brown lemon grass
Come on, come on, said Clarissa quite aghast

Then...

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The luxuriously full
And richly green trees 
Were in their best form
In this part of the forest.

A spot untouched by
Civilization, possibly never
Treaded on by a human foot.
Until now.  Only the deer had left
Her prints in...

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Enter beside the hollow log mailbox.
Here the road leads through a profusion of leafy damp shadows.
Wild ferns are the underbrush
where Fairy Wrens flit from the slightest presence.
This driveway winds by towering bush gums flanked
on the...

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Run across the fair fields, as fast as you can run, the fields your grandmother ran as a young girl,
Over long lush dark green grasses, whipping your knees, soft spongy turf springs each new step,
To...

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Voluntary unconditional surrender woke...,

Viz hitting yours truly,
when yokel egghead doth jinx
whereby ye cannot comprehend figurative
wimpy vainglory, unequivocally, tectonically,
smoldering resentments I stoke,

he doth bare his soul no joke,
no matter insight doth severely challenge
cyber surfing passersby, who...

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IN THE BLUEBELL WOODS AT SHOTLEY BRIDGE

Shotley Bridge woods must  no longer exist
Though I looked for them often as an adult.

Eventually  I stopped looking fior the woods.
However, I often recalled them in my...

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DAUGHTERS

Opposites presented by Goddess
In talons of Eagle
         On wings of Dove
Equally loved

A torrent from a fierce black cloud
  yang frothing waves in a storm
  ...

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Ephemeral social media rendezvous

"Abort, Retry, Fail?" 
(or "Abort, Retry, Ignore?")
essentially spells does not compute 
in bobbing spongy mindscape 
of your friendly martian
donned with square pants,
when he experiences unresponsiveness 
from Homo sapiens
whose interpersonal offline etiquette
indicative as...

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I'm ready if you are.
Steadily walking past wekas, canoes, sailboats, motorboats, along concrete paths, down ash-felt slopes
Across intersecting car trails
Drawn only by the beckoning beach.

Feet slipping over Northland's rough green grass
Damp, spongy, smooth grit of...

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To fight or not to fight?
The arrows scream past your walls and traps
Your men rush to the fore
You action a march as you look upon the kingdom maps

This is war, a fiery frenzy 
Every second...

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Sheer Phawn was not like other jungle creatures. She did not blend into the landscape.
She was not fearful of the unseen dangers, or the dark shadows, or the lack of sun.
The secretive cloak of the...

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Ofttimes yours truly assiduously tries to adlib,
but blubbers like a landlubber
at sea treading water donned with bib
(that doubles as yellow
spongy bobbing life jacket)

furiously doing doggy paddle
riding the next tidal wave
hoop fully washing me ashore to...

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Termites at Christmas

They’re just little insects,
they were swarming by the hundreds one day,
through the backyard, as we sat in lawn chairs,
through the portico and on past our faces they flew,
the sunlight behind their soft bodies...

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The scent of your soul

A caramelised breeze of fruit odours

reverberating  softly through my memory

Throwing me right back in ninth grade

where we sat side by side

Your right arm reaching slightly for my back.

Thoughts of you...

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The scent of your soul

a caramalized breeze of fruit odours

reverbrating softly through my memory

Throwing me right back in ninth grade 

where we sat side by side

Your right arm reaching slightly for my back

Your  name...

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Written: March 2nd, 2024
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Wingbeats on warm whisper wavelength
wasteland, waves of wasabi writhe
with wilting, whimpering, witless wring...

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The scent of your soul
a caramelized breeze of fruit odours
reverberating softly through my memory
Throwing me right back into ninth grade
where we sat side by side
Your right arm reaching slightly for my back
Your name resonates gently...

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Here we are,
my Bright-Light -
The Slow Discotheque.

Connect your contacts to the mob-mind,
dig the soft-focus that feels like an old future.

Leave your shoes and stockings
by the door,
my Bright-Light -
the spongy fungi carpet
will leave your feet cleaner
than...

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I watched the pregnant night with all its dark secrets unfold in front of my tired eyes
And the moon full of passion and glory singing  loudly above my mystified head
While the dancing stars illuminates...

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Sukhasana – The Easy Pose  Step 02
Posture -

Step of the Week


The easy posture to start with. Just sit on any flat comfortable ground (it should not be spongy ground or beds). Fold your legs...

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Wandering with friends through romantic and enchanting scenery the sun shines down on us,
The day is cool and clear each step on spongy mossy ground makes us feel as light as the air,
Finding our way...

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