Long Swindled Poems

Once pawn a time...

About four plus weeks after
frazzling fiasco from friggin fraudsters
white knight still mourns swindled money
Lynne Costello Senior Civil Investigator
(assistant to Philadelphia attorney general)
unable to recoup forfeited funds.

While holed up in castle keep,
(albeit fetchodit...

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“Good morning, folks,” the guy began…“my name’s Henry Hustle.  Got yourselves a real nice car there. Love them fancy wheels! 
Today I’m gonna prove to you why so darn many people come to us...

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Now watch this video: Planet Earth: Blue Planet II
https://youtu.be/2f9SItUEtJ8







"Breath, in Blue"



Bluebottles broken scattered
shattered legions on the beach of my heart
my blue planet lungs rattle
my breath battered in the honeycomb maze
vanished all my bees belittled forgotten...

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July first 2023 will celebrate...
our sixth anniversary at Highland Manor Apartments
	
Subtitled: The perspective of one festive folky fellow
friendliness ofttimes prompts me 
when crossing paths with another to say “hello,”
whose demeanor trends toward being mellow
courtesy about...

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It`s necessary for men to be alert,
And Wrong for the entire universe to be swayed,
Your last goal can even be achieved only when you revert,
What will be the reply to questions about your earthly character...

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Lynn was swimming alone that morning in the warm pool,
the August sun sizzled on the ceramic tiles;
what a relief was the breeze from the palm trees...
she loved to read curled up in a beach chair,...

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Do you remember that city by the bay?
With streets that shined like gold
even on a cold wind day?
although some would not recall or be so bold 

Do you remember that city by the bay?
the sea...

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Smiling in Infamy

NAJIB Razak might be jailed up to 125 years and fined a total of RM210 million if found guilty of corruption in relation to a former 1MDB unit
??????????
Hohoho....
Nothing can be more refreshing....
Than rereading...

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the following sloop of words rowed and towed together as they 
came into my periscoptic poop deck with slight emendation 
from thee oar ridge in hull.
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along the atlantic, bruitted by cavalier indiscriminate jerry rigged 
salient...

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George is in his eighties and he’s seen it all before
He was born in the depression and was wounded in the war
He hadn’t been a hero, but George had done his bit
His legs had both...

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He slept, but he feels swindled.
The only evidence of his sleep were the scant memories of his dreams.
Find himself today -not likely.
He pushes the keys to make it stop…
A day like today, this day, like...

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Knowing Eyes - an aging elder, born in Black Bear County - famed for being fearless and the wisest of his tribe,
Met with ‘Diamond-Jim’ Van Dyne, in 1634, when Jim - a ruthless wheeler-dealer -...

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A glow of amber light  burst from beneath the thick dark clouds
At first  I thought winter was coming to a close but it quietly fades away.
Even on the coldest morning I could walk...

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Here in Bolehland, one video clip is making its viral round...
A staged episode of how talking to strangers can be far from sound...

The power of black magic via touch or suggestion...
Must be serious enough to...

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I did my research on the victim at hand
I broke into your dreams and everything was at my command
I defrauded your thoughts and deprived your deepest desire
I took what I wanted and left you only...

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Jefferson Randolph 'Soapy' Smith was the wiliest scoundrel in the west!
He was invited to leave numerous towns since he wasn't a welcome guest!
He swindled gullible dudes throughout the west endin' up in Colorado,
Where he earned...

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the free state is actually not free
casting my line into the many manipulations
worked by dust devils and hierophants
gambling their grunt wages on my young ass
like cowboys on a cattle free vacation
unwelcome by all rational standards
it's...

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This Warring, the Town itself Panting Red

Thoughts enter drunk, amid the Sinking fog

“Birds, they Raise their young For Dead.”

A Calm slow look 

as I Measure Myself about him, Eyes across Shadow

A Tourniquet,  a Scalpel,...

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OLE SCRATCH’S BEST WHET DREAM
By Roy Merritt

The devil he likes the city 
But he likes the country too
The devil he’s likes them city folk
But he really loves them rubes

The denizens of the city 
They know...

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How explicit can my soul be?
                             I...

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Now it is I chime with sage;
The god of wit!
Clanged his sword with warders
Of profound thinking,
Buried the hatchet with the successors of
intense cognizance,
Scrawled an epitaph of honour,
To raise the Lazarus of creativity,
And returned with bolstered...

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I wish I knew just how to make time stand still, Loving you makes me think of psychiatric powers
Of always getting caught in the moments you create
Veridically, your angelic smiles drop me in a utopian...

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No matter yours truly
(potential rising star -
analogous to ascending yeast)
bred for easy street
life of po' witless
mendicant nimbly,

pointlessly, and rhythmically
shuffles (think tramp)
along his poetic little feet
garden variety beastie boy
aimlessly, fortuitously, halfheartedly,
and mindlessly follows

one after another backstreet
revisiting,...

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Mind-lashing words steep me deep into your olid casket of rancid oil,
soul, my blistering sore, gangrenous from your slow simmer to break-neck boil.
Pus green rupturing, your infection oozes into my core’s moaning cracks;
fissures fitfully cleaved,...

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Another Easter spent
feasting on Jelly Bean Martinis,
sculpting butter lambs
with Nana’s mastiff Escort
snoring by tabletop fire.

Aunt Bea smoked lemongrass,
shading wooden eggs 
with Dappled Willow shrubs.

A whimsical Slovakian cousin
suggested we whip each other with willow rods,
sprinkle ice-choked...

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