Long Squiggly Poems

Toddlers' Exploration: 

Cardboard drum and a thunderous beast
With playful roars in tiny fists and feasts.
Fleeting wings glide to dreams just out of reach
Soaring through tales of barnyard Waddles and Squeaks.
Moo! Quack! Giggles tumble and bump.
Flaps...

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Continued from Maya 1

At length, when the womens' screams had ceased
and the sound of the thunder had stopped,
he gathered his courage and withdrew himself
from his hiding place beneath the corn.
He left the hut and prostrated...

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On this morning after the dogs have been fed and run       around the yard barking at the crows and squirrels as they find the morning treats I have left...

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THREE ROCKS

Written for Competition :  A Magical Journey 
Sponsor : Constance La France

[ Prompt : I hold three magic rocks in my hand
   Rolling them over and over and over
  ...

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I am Andy; I love candy. I sell candy too.
Come and see the many candies that I have for you.

You can buy some chocolate in boxes or in bars.
Snickers is the very best. Here is...

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Buried in an avalanche you
might see on "Hoarders buried alive"
back and foreground
white sheet with limited pay per view,
nonetheless sky scraping heap

(Uriah not kid) nsync with a 'U'-
shaped tube anchored securely thru
solid wood - sporting
towering, leaning,...

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Ah, the fortitude of a circle
the circular wisdom 
of  spring to summer  fall to winter  
the spinning wheel’s twist of threads -
at once both self-reliant and reliant

my soul to embryo  seed...

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Pursuit for elusive prey
teases yours truly
into treacherous catacombs
dangerous mentally
challenging pitfalls,

sets small hairs of back
on camp creeks edge
of night, where dark shadows
evoke outer limits
of twilight zone

prompting me constantly questioning
purposefulness, qua hair raising pursuit
embarking these modern roman...

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Pursuit for elusive prey
teases yours truly
into treacherous catacombs
dangerous mentally
challenging pitfalls,

sets small hairs of back
on camp creeks edge
of night, where dark shadows
evoke outer limits
of twilight zone

prompting me constantly questioning
purposefulness, qua hair raising pursuit
embarking these modern roman...

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Part I – Plow’s New Home

He was squiggly and fat with dark round eyes.
The auctioneer held him up, but no ayes!
HE MUST HAVE BEEN ABLE TO READ MY MIND.
Five dollars, do I hear $10? …....

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Walking on a cruise ship am I.
I’m walking when already there is motion.
But actually, I’m walking through my house.
(not my fortune to be cruising on the ocean).

Warm currents like a breeze move down my back.
Yet...

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Long nosed earthy bookworm knows 'bout Angler Saxon

Shell yours truly share hook line
and sinker, regarding how I nearly
fell prey to off fish shill
doom for umpteenth time?

Ya haint got no choice... to late,
cuz eyes already clicked...

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 Unmeant meanings

	Words keep watch
				
      their eyes in the empty spaces
                   ...

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The Cinematic Film Treatment as a stand alone element 
in the aesthetic revolution we are now not witnessing

Citadel of the Doinker King 

A Coen Brotheresque take on a Soska Sisteroid version of a Wachowsky Siblingish...

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Once whence the setting sun had sewn her brilliant seams into my eye's horizon,
I received a call from an unknown number on the phone I pay way too much for to Verizon.

I ignored it, because...

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The sun blowtorches its way into the water, 
fragments, and the bottom is an aqua sky 
webbed by white-hot lightning. 

Here and there, legs hang like halved mannequins 
disappearing into a squiggly-bright ceiling, 
through which...

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Sister Josephine, our neighborhood nun.

No longer fit for ministry; 
although she’s quit the nunnery,
she sits at our day camp nursery.
Go Jo uses every amp of energy
so as to champion or otherwise dampen
the spirit of grit...

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A SOUPER FRIEND

I searched the Soup, but failed to find 
Just one friend that I call mine
I'm in a tizzy now, you see
'Cause many of you are friends to me

There's Hinshaw, Cunningham, Silent One
Winged Warrior,...

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TATTOO DEPORTATION

I’d almost forgotten that damned tattoo
A small symbol that years ago, I had got
It was a couple of lads, drunk on vacation
The tattooist did it in red on my shoulder
I’m a bit embarrassed now...

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Unquotable quotes – VIII

The stray dog is always in search of a god.
A tiger leaves behind its stripes ; men their gripes.
A lame duck is a man without luck, and a luckless man quacks like...

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The waves slide over the shore
Leaving tiny, squiggly trails
The moon and sun battle for the sky
And the big, bright moon prevails.
The beach is shrouded in darkness
Dimmly lit by only one light
That dances through the undertow
Marching...

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You are the stuff my culinary dreams are made of.
Unending shapes and sizes.
From skinny linguini to the rounded orecchiette 
and squiggly fusilli.
As my tongue tastes morsels of your saucy tubular goodness,
I compose a rhyme of...

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We give words meaning. Without man, they are nothing but an inarticulate collaboration of 
sounds and noises. We attach a meaning to those sounds and suddenly they become more. 
They impact people and inspire them...

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Maybe Mom

In the first few weeks my brain is formed.
And in your womb, my heart is warmed.

My arms and legs are stretching out.
I am a baby, without a doubt.

I have fingers and tiny toes.
And a...

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Surely we are all voting for Piggly Wiggly Squiggly she said.
She was dressed delightful, but obviously touched in the head.
Yes, we are all voting for the same person, I agreed at once.
I always like to...

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