Long Swats Poems

The Lay of The Best Man - Part Five


Have you heard about the bespectacled man who wore his glasses to bed?
Because when he awoke mornings his dreams were all blurry in his head.
And what about...

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To love, agapic and/or erotic,
is a positive economic-political relational choice
to trust whomever
and whatever is our Other right now
with open caring empathy,
even when we may feel like withdrawing
into suffering,
self-isolating
depressive,
repressed concerns of mistrust and dissonance,
because we have...

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What happens to all the brown-skinned girls?
Sitting on the stoop waiting for the ice cream man to come
20 plats in their hair
Turning the double dutch rope
Sitting in the middle of the classroom

You know, that one...

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A Beautiful Death

High on a hill hidden by shrubs
I am embraced by the branches of trees
I am worshiped by nature
I hide from the exhaustion of humanity’s harassment
I am safe from the horrendous appetite of others
Here...

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Every since he ate the dung bug, on his face appeared the balls
From eye whole down to his bottom he was covered with them all
But I ain’t seen nothing like him in any amphibious hall
That...

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Darkness falls and it is merciless in its swiftness,
the anethetized mind is a place where memories cannot reach.

The debate becomes whether it is better to stay in this
mindless void,
or awaken to the confusion you meet,

...

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To detect a nuance of a sound,
of a voice, quickly learnt if blind,
the nuance of facial expression
aid the sighted, eyes, silent voices,
yet for all that can see, 
there are those who are blind,
metamorphically, blinkered,
a true...

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No Flies on Me

What is it that makes these creatures so hated
With an image in life that’s always berated
Could it be their allure to the dung and decay
Where their babies are born, what more can...

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" A Sense of Humor ... "

( A Satirical Moral )

(Part 2 of 2)



A Sense of Humor - Gets Us Thru This Life
A Sense of Humor - Gets Us Thru The Night
A Sense of Humor...

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Asylum




Buzzzzzz!!! Buzzzzzzzz!!! Where is that sneaky stinger?

(as he swats away at his imaginary insect)

I know it's here somewhere I can hear him buzzing around
Buzzzzzz!!! Buzzzzzzzz!! See there it is again!
This damn Bee is gonna make...

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The customs men shake their heads
and watch the women enter Mexico.
Three with skirts, white socks,
one with jeans 
and proper blouse.
Seventeen, eighteen
just out of Concord Academy
in a black Packard Super Clipper,
not quite as big as a...

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aft’ the storm’s the cure
the salt licks his face

though trenches’s formed
as foam settles down

will his Tessie rest
in his windward eyes

will she lay on his treasure chest
hearing the ebb and flow

as his vocal cords desist
from commanding...

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I said the fly, "Have the need to pry,
my best point of view is your ceiling.
There I can spot any swats your concealing.
Us flies still can not understand why,
you humans find swatting so appealing?
Have you...

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Becoming one with this watercolor painting
of butterflies and the sunrise
Stepping out of my bedroom and onto the canvas
Touching baby blue powdered skies

Violet, lilac, orchid majesty
three purple hills across the horizon
And rising just above
Good morning blazing...

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I brush for fifteen minutes my kitty,
as she growls, wiggles and struggles and swats;
all I want to do is make her pretty,
I just need to get rid of a few knots.

Oh, all that shedding,...

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I brush my cat for five minutes daily,
But she just wiggles and struggles and swats;
All I want is to enhance her beauty,
All I need is to get rid of those knots.

Oh darn the shedding, mating...

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I brush for fifteen minutes my kitty,
as she growls, wiggles and struggles and swats;
all I want to do is make her pretty,
I just need to get rid of a few knots.

Oh, all that shedding,...

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Taking your sisters skates 
taring them apart
nailing them to wood
skating to the park

Selling homing pigeons
For fifty cents
waiting for their return
Then, selling them once again

My first kiss not on the lips
going steady for an hour
breaking up...

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It's the look of anticipation in a preschoolers eyes
as he holds your hand near the playground gazing in skies.

It's the prolonged kiss when the preacher says to the couple side by side
“I pronounce you man...

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See all the bunnies cuddling in a nest 
One hops off leaving the rest
This funny little bunny is hopping a way
Looking for adventure to fill his day
Sighting a butterfly sitting in the grass
He hops on...

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Sticky matted hair, 
Sweat from weeks past
Sticks to his face. 
Like so many files he swats at them. 
Shifting through the piles
Human refuge...
Unknown horror and unseen disease
Forgotten for an apple core...
A few cans…
The currency of...

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