Long Tankard Poems

When vitamin and medication bottles became plaything of the missus

Mental health of yours truly
heavily reliant upon one selective serotonin
reuptake inhibitor named fluoxetine (Prozac)
aside from countless
(approximately seven) other
prescription medications kept
stashed in a plastic tray
until one or...

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Symphonic Quiescent Overture – Maestro Kant Imitate

(alternately titled: a retrospective review 
randomly selecting an outdated poem 
stored within Apple icloud queue
methinks ye might might savor preview

regarding general overview
how yours truly dabbled 
with words where new
sense...

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The armies they are massing:
They line and ring every shore, every strand bristling with 
The deadliest of weapons;
The tocsin should be sounded, 
And every cannon is round at its bore.
Fires rage unchecked and unopposed throughout the 
Entire world,...

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(All right you scallywags of questionable seaworthiness, we begin with an up-tempo step-liveliness.)

Send him aloft, high into the crow's nest,
He'll keep watch with his keen young sight.
Let me out, the wind is a-freshenin',
Roll me up...

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Tryouts starring musical prodigies 
and/or an attendant conductor
attempt to approach ambient chorus 
divinely exhibited from Gaia's handiwork
heavenly invoking kapellmeister's magnificent nonchalant outlook 
piquantly, quintessentially, repertoire sensately striking 
unmatched vast wisdom yielding, zephyr air albeit creativity 
engineered...

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Dozy with Cider
The tavern was quiet but for old farmer John,
when the Kings rider strode in demanding a bed,
He ordered his ale and sat next to the old sage,
“Where be all the villagers?” he said.

Farmer...

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As I sit down
Not knowing what to write,
Thoughts flitter through my head-
Nothing with much height.

Should I write a poem about a lonely girl?
Or someone newly freed?
How about something silly,
Rowdy men drunk over a tankard of...

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It is not a mind altering parade of substances that questions a rotting ship. It is not a threefold tankard buried in an Abyssinia besom of beads for only a technological advance actually shows such...

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A maiden fair sang through a sunflower field
on a warm autumn day with the wind in her hair
A melody wafted aloft on the breeze
as a cloud frolicked by with so little a care

She smiled as...

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The blast of a cast aghast with fuss on a blunderbuss
Flew and grew a crew who rued chances and stances to discuss
Differences in conciliation conferences that coerced cooperation
Amplified by the serenity and dignity delegates drew...

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THE CAMPFIRE

Throughout all the worlds in days of olde
Around the campfire legends were told
From the sinking of galleons in various seas
That were laden with treasure and un found for years
To the Dutchman’s reef through word...

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Christmas was fabulous, so full of festive cheer
Santa brought presents; his sleigh pulled by six reindeer
Hubby loved the glass tankard he got for his beer
I got a pretty jumper it’s made of cashmere,
and a book...

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seating screwed in the soundly pub
the tankard half tilted to his mouth
watching above his surged spectacles

Two brown ladies
sweep by, swaying hips in desire
serving drinks to yearning customers.
Is it admiration that starts in him??
or the reality...

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The Grind

In Gielinor's realm, where legends reside,
A hero emerges, with nowhere to hide.
From Lumbridge to Kharazi, a journey untold,
With pickaxe and sword, a story unfolds.

The grind is relentless, the hours they blur,
Woodcutting, mining, a monotonous...

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New Year’s night


There is a fire burning and people are drinking;
People are dancing and people are singing.
Auld lang syne, it’s another year gone,
So cherish this night, because it will soon be done.


The snow is falling...

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I wandered lonely as a cloud
Captive to the wind and season
Storms around me raged with fury 
I was becalmed without reason

Oh, the wind was fickle some days
And at times it would cease to blow
Then I...

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Oh great Tavern!
Beautiful and wondrous inn
What countless prizes
Lie in wait inside!
Your vault keeps from us
Our treasured Mead, Wine, and Beer!

Oh great Mead!
Pour from the keg
Fill up your tankard
Drink to the Coin brothers!
Toast to your Paymaster
Salute...

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I sit beside the fire
Tankard of mead in my hand
Thinking of the comming battle
And what i do understand

I know i may die in this
Fighting for life and limb
Seeing my enemys charge me
Never letting my wits...

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Drinking beer, chatting about gigs
I venture to the same sofa to watch a clip on your phone
I stroke the skin on your arm
The way I wish you would when I'm close
Plans are made for music...

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Me slob clob be a dirty grey
me school an open alleyway
no sissy pens;  we wield 'em guns
me canna count but me's no dunce

Clompers bare;  me sneakers hocked
jiggle barefoot roll and rock 
breathe in...

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