Long Talismanic Poems
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Let’s parley about pasta as World famous as the rasta Bob Marley
With potato rascal parcel not American Italian stallion like Rocky
Cocky stubby not ice hockey puck but stocky chubby soft gnocchi
Pizza is also a master blaster for those who chose good food faster
Cool old school cellar creamy mozzarella dreamy stellar mortadella
Better also for pancetta regatta bold umami tsunami of salami army
Drunken rapscallions parmesan medallions gold from sunken galleons
More is less finesse caress expedient ingredient largess will impress
Motto in gourmet grotto wins the lotto is of course Goddess risotto
Totemic signature vinegar star Balsamic the talismanic tsar in a jar
By the way we're told they say come what may ever day "agrodolce"
this tangerine stone had a talismanic quality to it that greeted me
there was nothing super special about it on presentation
yet the minute I saw it, I felt a sacred kinship to it
this was not a gemstone, polished and primped for a showroom
This beauty was discovered by me, in my country realm
amid other stones in a hidden brook that makes tiny bubbles
I did not realize she was an amber until I had a rock hound take a peek
you have found yourself a piece of unblemished, virgin amber, he told me
He offered me money for it.
We had already bonded.
It would have been easier to sell my children.
She speaks to me, I am keeping her, I told him.
He nodded, understanding, which I knew he would.
My long-patched magician's suit
has been mothballed,
the trick pockets,
hidden springs and secret linings
no longer fool or bedazzle.
A white rabbit died in my top hat
the hat, I returned to Amazon
marked 'unused',
the stale rabbit droppings within it
failed to convince.
Age has revealed a wizened wizard,
a creature unmasked.
Should I now take up a similar profession,
one just as duplicitous and talismanic,
yet much less obvious,
forswear with a feigned confidence
that this new self be none other,
than a bona fide poet?
If you had to pick...what’s your kind of comic
Do you find you pine for slick ironic
Or get behind a line that’s quick..sardonic
Opined by design.. aligned to resigned laconic
Unkind with the mic..sick at taking the mick
Defined by sly dry wry alcoholic hyperbolic frolic
Or less refined grind.. moronic the comedic tonic
Swoon at boons of the goons or cynics picnics going manic
Ready as lampoons buffoons with an unsteady heady histrionic
Idiosyncratic…emphatic witticisms..feeling victims reeling.. erratic panic
Keen lyrical hysterical mean criticisms scene stealing whims.. talismanic
What about who croons your tunes …go slow..metronomic
Choose the muse & fuse of rhythm & blues.. free flow tectonic
More giddy Philly Delfonic than tidy Taffy Stereophonic
Or raw roaring baselines scoring plus eleven ..soaring supersonic
Soul or rock & roll heaven.. acolyte delight.. bright totemic
Atrocious Metal in ferocious fine fettle...furiously demonic
Bespoke notes of sublime folk strokes always curiously bucolic
Pizzazz…elite razzmattaz of jazz.. seriously neat hedonic
Classical..technical feat regalia…deliriously sweet symphonic
Dance hall & reggae.. calypso beat.. all imperiously euphoric
Quadrophenia paraphernalia or more quadrophonic
Wurlitzer chutzpah delightfully or frightfully electronic
Tip top non stop hip hop drops like Dre’s the Chronic
Don’t do generic…when you could do mesmeric
Wiggles or giggles.. this is a witty ditty polemic
To big up shindigs..grins at gigs..sins at jigs…guffaws & encores..stratospheric tunes & comic buffoons..scores on the doors...simply iconic!
Clutter of echoing chirpings up my sylvan irreverent tune
detaching reckless realities carefully sewn above a sovereign moon
Velvet violin tunes arose to a bittersweet string of polyester prattle sorrows
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afar wraith paths of escape
Timelessly stretching through thicket aroused breaths aloof stones
soft spoken soughing of a enigma fauna painted into woodland bones
Myrth crystal waves lost on the ledge of sequel crayons of tattle tomorrows
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I enter the way
Stargazing Ichiko's hymns on the coddling abyssal of my reverie train
enter the arcane painted depths of my esoteric paint though celestial rains
Wine bonnets drunken on overdosed fabricated ebullient sunshine rays
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I exit tolling doom
If a moon veiled aethereal heart would dare to venture runic gossamers
Exit hurricanes of eldritch swirls on a nostalgic chimerical polished casimire
Heathen tartaned nova deer in bountiful fruit baskets of wolves astray
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entering celestial crypts
Tired realities howl through a seraphic talismanic engaging bracken shield
I see now what lies across verdant sunlight flickering Swiss Lyn orchard fields
Peach kisses upon a soft freckled hand through sibilant hushed vineyards
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I remain