Long Stye Poems

“Penned” 

what happens 
when it comes to this
another woman 
takes your child

as her own 

and red becomes 
the bloody murder
penned in a pig stye, 
left field left 

the apple of her eye

green, 
as iceberg
lettuce lies...

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The Scottis Generale, 
Nicholas McJockstrap
Waes undefaited fu a decaid
Due to the nikkirless trap

But on thys partikul day…

Thei stud on the highelands 
Withe thir kyltes flyring highe
Ase thir baggpypis pleyed
“Thes wyll gyve yu a stye in...

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Phil Ostein Conferred With...

Oracle of delphi
for meager tithe
as per usual end
of year shibboleth,
and thus this hoop 
fully ville explain,
the substance and pith
viz, where new

years eve hullabaloo,
without relevance comprising search
(boot not captcha) of myth
huckle Harris beast
purported...

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Love and pain
Love is pain
Its insane
Its a game
And a frame
Of my mind
And a sign
Of the time
That I feel
And its real
I cant peal
Off the seal
I cant heal
And I brake
And I wake
And I sleep
And I creep
With my...

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That half grown chrysanthemums/
Stirring up like accuser's.
Life is compared with what two things ?
Which do you think is the richer more revealing comparison ?
Poets use many symbols/
Geese flying south can be a symbol,
Of that of...

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We need to leave it be,
in the rich black soil of the heavens 
to forever change her color scheme
that big beautiful polished gem.
It's never tasted poverty or war
had a tank rake a scar into its...

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Who is that ambling up the lane
With woolly wherewithal?
Few would bother to explain
An aimless animal.
But that's no common woolmonkey
Seeking out the truth
Deductions elementary:
It's Sherlock Sheep, the sleuth.

Sometimes you may not know he's there
Behind cunning disguise
A...

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come quickly
come quickly
you silly old dog 
when they thought of the name,
they'd probably had thought of a creature like you-well then right on the dot
for a pig with a stick in his eye and a...

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In the blink of an eye,
and the kink of a stye,
or the filibustering sigh
of a speaker,
the clock rolls its hands
to the sounds of  big bands,
as the hand of time grows weaker

Levity/ brevity merge into...

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Utopia coming.   
People of the pauper poor,
Will bow to the rich no never more,
5  billion of us all do state,
Wealth for all, ,
make no mistake,
The great leveling of the human race,
Utopia now...

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