Long Suspender Poems

Without knowing your gender...,

(nevertheless ex post facto still flattered
genuine heartfelt kinship mattered,
hence the reasonable rhyme 
across the webbed wide world 
I subsequently scattered).

Linkedin to the previous poem,
(similarly written scant few years ago.

I also codified, glorified,...

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Zeitgeist - My 1960s - Liz Walsh

Kaftans, mini-skirts, Carnaby Street fashions.
Angel Delight, Hirondelle wine and that sheepskin rug.
"The price of round steak on a Saturday" while
Magdalen Laundries kept dark, dark secrets!
Nylon socks, Cuban heeled boots,...

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Without Knowing Your Gender...,
(nonetheless ex post facto still flattered)

Bhutan names defy affiliating,
determining, identifying... gender,
and what a faux pas this dada admits,
when a blessed high school
student did league gully tender

benighted, gifted, ordained yours truly
with sobriquet "Guru"
alluded...

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Beneath billowing sack cloth tent 
An auctioneer jibber-jabbers his words.
Below his red mahogany dais
Sit Fifty Amish American women and girls.
Black-bonnet-ed, bidder-number in hand, 
they chirp for cowl or coat, yelp for yarn, 
raise bid card...

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No better way to launch the weekender
Than dropping in to see my local bartender 
He whips up the meanest margarita in his blender 

I can relax and to him all my troubles surrender
He knows the...

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