Long Stymie Poems

Year One -

Tell me Eve,
does this Garden have everything we need,
do you think the walls are too tall,
are the gatekeepers reasonable, tolerable, right about it all,
what did Lilith know, where did she go
far past the...

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The putrid, malodorous and fowl nauseating smell 
   can still be conjured nearly fifty years later wracked
I never forget ineradicable tangy, sulfurous 
   acrid odor rankled olfaction tract
entire sinus cavity, yet...

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II.
Zack supposed the some safety had been found,
hopefully they could find fresh water here,
but even so, the place looked deserted,
he doubted that they’d find a rescue near.

They’d probably have to signal somehow,
a fire or rock...

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Form: Alliteration
A little alliteration by a long shot speaks so loud.
Metaphors muddle my mind
And silly similes stymie the sentence.
A terrible trope takes too much of my time
g Tiberius is my tag and title
My nom de...

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"Put on the dauntless spirit of resolution"   William Shakespeare

My passion arouses the pulsing of my heart.
My identity fearlessly embarks toward the start.

The confidence I muster surges dauntless of fear.
Embracing the boldness with a...

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Germ of essence. 
Human blob. 
Shattered eggshell to the chicklet hatched.
Interlocking  family of a  kingdom.
Beget or begone? Antigone! 
Pouch bearing mammal  with no issue for her milk a plenty.
Enlightened species on
a zodiac...

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Deep inhalation and exhalation
breaths initially activate
relaxation, attributed to stress,
tension, unconscious vectors 
woefully agglomerate
ache'n to gangrenous jackknifing noggin 

dichotomy to alleviate
cognitive clog analogous 
to emotional obstruction
that doth constipate
in an effort to allocate
opportune psychological uplifting

state of emergent...

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They approached me in an inconspicuous way
as quaint & confusing disillusionments do,
saying, " Hello,    you're the best - "
I replied reluctantly,
" Thats why I weep every night - " ,
crying like a...

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Though no advocate of radical mass stick tummy, 
there must needs be 
some nonviolent modus operandi and/or 
modus vivendi spelling abandonment, 
whereby two party bicameral political  
system in United States buzzfeed ding, 
sans avarice,...

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The book of torts is the new manual for life
The law is king and
The government must always be praised

Efficient and effective parliaments
Are measured by legislative prowess
As laws multiply
So does government success
They believe only in themselves
So...

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Rhyme
is not
the be-all
and the end-all –
the cadence supersedes, mellifluous.
Counting syllables, as superfluous
as the vowels
contained in
the word
queue.
Sounds
in chants
we danced to
before writing –
morae have primacy over meaning. 
Rhythm takes precedence, despite your leaning.
And forced rhymes jar:
him and...

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Voyagers, convene thyselves to return, among us...
Caesura, crown nigh clod, a sylph unwept,
elision thy silhouette, meno thy minuet...
Thine late occurence on thee, wake of cerise sand

Thou belief, like a billow, upon your whitish cheek,
'Twas marina...

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speak softly soothe skeptical soldiers.
solicit sages solemn solace sombre soliloqy. 
silence sinister speakers speaking 
spiritless slogans spiting spightful signs
sift spontaneous sincerity signaling sooth
switch stuborn stupidities superflious supplications
supply superior supplications seeking Soverigns succor
search subtle subversion spreading...

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Tell me Eve,
does this Garden have everything we need,
do you think the walls are too tall,
are the gatekeepers reasonable, tolerable, right about it all,
what did Lilith know, where did she go
far past the mountain snow,
why...

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The bee knows to find pollens;
the spider, to bridge a gorge—
      driven, as in the blood.
Stream follows a slope
and locates the sea
      in a rustling...

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I have tied the knot
with someone new:
he who wooed his way
to the world recreated
inside my wishful eyes

Once again I live in a 
Sweet Home where windows
are shut and I bear the
privilege to run the show

I...

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Do You Remember?

Do you remember "Spanky" Mcfarland on "Our Gang"?
Wasn't he talented, smart, and cute to boot?!
And how about Alfalfa, with his love for lil Darla,
and his hair shaped in a point?
One of a kind,...

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The world is filled with wackos;
How horrible and sick
To plant some bombs and walk away – 
What makes such people tick?

What satisfaction can be gained
By knowing you’ve destroyed
So many lives? A question
That would even stymie...

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A little alliteration by a long shot speaks so loud.
Metaphors muddle my mind
And silly similes stymie the sentence.
A terrible trope takes too much of my time
g Tiberius is my tag and title
My nom de plume...

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Feeling Blessed & Highly Favored
Written: by Miracle Man
3:30 AM 3-13-2019

Some days, I imagine myself an island,
Set in a sea of distress.
Or a soda that's lost it's fizz,
Lacking carbonation to make me bubble.

The most instinctive reaction...

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The poet's voice, a lonely flute
From the grotto of orphaned dreams,
And Sorrow the arms which wrap him
'Til e'en they grow frail, and falter,
Thus failing, cast him down-
A writhing soul unblest
By fair Sleep's last kiss...

His word,...

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Purpose
By: Miracle Man
January 3, 2022

While floating through life, void of any calling,
each wakening day saw descent grow faster.
A hand reached down that could stymie my falling,
I then discovered the hand of the Master.

Since that glorious...

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