Long Stencils Poems

Traditional Solitaire potential combinations...

that clenched another win today
February 20th, 2024 
(eight hundred and ninety yesterdays ago 
since June 13th, 2021)
original crafting date of following poem,
when yours truly 
single handedly trumped computer, 
for umpteenth time,
which saw...

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Traditional Solitaire potential combinations...
that clenched another win (yahoo)
jimmied today August 15th, 2022 single handedly
just before the crack of dawn
with both hands tied behind my back,
and a blindfold worn over my eyes.

While in the midst of...

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Traditional Solitaire potential combinations...
that clenched another win (today June 13th, 2021) single handedly

While in the midst of playing solitaire 
(with losing outcome foreordained 
after a couple moves), I became gripped 
with combinations predicated on thirteen...

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THE KELP SEAWORTHY REPORT\
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LADIES AND GENTLEMEN
SOMETIMES WHEN THINGS AREN'T GOING
YOUR WAY YOU TAKE TIME OUT TO
REASSERT YOUR POSITION
AND LOOK INTO WHAT YOUR DOING WRONG
DID " bIG eAGLE" AND HIS MANAGER fRAMPS gULGRIP DO THAT?
IF THEY...

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Everything I buy to touch or taste
is made in China, made in China
leave alone my china set, even my toothpaste
is made in China, made in China.

From my pencils to my stencils
to the golden locks on...

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Some have the right to bear arms 
But I appreciate pens rather then commotions,
 Homicides, aiding in brawls,
 Or in middle class genocides
, car alarms, sirens in the distant horizon
 Of my suburban neighborhood
 Hearing...

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Circling and spying over aching heads
Vultures swoon and pick the flesh
Spotted from sunken skies on beds
Where distended bellies in a crèche

Bellies moan and groan
Under attack by bevies of vultures
Mourn
Lost sanity cultures

Hitherto quiet
Tranquil
On a diet
Administered with...

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Pablo...according to me (Part 1a), read Part 1b to finish

Re Pablo Picasso printmaking exhibition at Bellagio Hotel's Fine Art Gallery.

(1) Left Profile of a Woman with Blue Hair
   The lass you slay here...

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And it's black
There is a wave runnings of the White Snake 
The serpent flaming White Red Hots 
Stencils penciled in steep smoke rises up 
in the atmosphere over and beyond the mountainous hills
 Gathering molding...

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Old Times and New

I travel in my wandering mind
To a different day and time
Back to the mid-40's
When a cute young secretary was I.

Back when dresses marked size 14
Are current day skimpy 10s,
That's where this reminiscing...

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I am the master of my fate - William Ernest Henley


Universe shelters deceit in crimson reflections of hope

Why and what now where to on the star studded path

	I long for orange shade and purple caress

Self-soothing...

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Cloaked in black she sat
with covered eyes from a broad rimmed hat.
Encircled in a wispy shade of cerise
that dripped to fade into the fleece.
Lines that linger on the chair
follow her finger like liquid air
as she...

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time cloaked         fierce wrath
I gave up the past or the wind
            wipe the chill off my...

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Swirling vistas of such sweetness found floating through the auspian air ~

Pen to pad calibre idioms beyond the verbs measuring these tidewater inkwells aside

Beauties, evergreen genetives in red, white and pinks, pronounced; Camelots dreams.... 

Testimonials...

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I have new boobs, AKA ' belly boobs 'if you will
Diseased ones whacked off, belly fat fill the void
Would really rather have had hemorrhoids
But that wasn't my reality, no triviality
for sure
Got a great deal though
Two...

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Diversity reversibly words verses so vividly;
It switches the pitches and the stitches of our images.
It’s not exact, nor compact in a disk like the bone of a back.
It’s not alliances, nor compliances with every Law...

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Tonight, a montage is brushed with a splendor
of glazed branches : an arrangement of russet
teal and orange; dappled wisps enticing
my spirit for a pilgrim beyond my own angst.

In pure delight, tendrils of leaves are aflame
through...

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Madeline’s McMansion with the adorable painted flowers
Hidden in the meadow where the best vegetation grows,
Peeks at the rare visitor, ready to unleash her magic powers.
Ethereal and fantastic, her artistry in land and paintings show.

She has...

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Damn-it, why do I have to want you,
For every wrong reason in the book,
Even if I’m sure it’s only lust,
In the flirts, the bumps, the looks.

You’re always at the concerts,
Singing words I wish I knew,
Stencils,...

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Draw my world, create something worth while. 
Color my world, and etch it out in style. 
I wanna see it, don't hide it away. 
I'll wait for you, and I'll stay. 

Seeing your light gleam...

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Books and erasers on pencils
Alphabet and numbered stencils
A plastic chair attached to
A desk reserved just for you
Chalk boards are for taking notes
A cubby for backpacks and coats
Milk and cookies for a snack
Music and stories are...

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'Twas not a night I have not thought of death
Coming to me in seconds of my sleep
With hands of skull and bone to touch my breath
And take it from the lungs thy body keep

Wherefore shall...

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BRUSHED STROKES
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sunrise reflects liquid eyes on aqua streams
bathing wayfarers dipped in crystal nooks,
as...

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