Long Taping Poems

Joe Bonamassa is famous for more than just guitar skills.
but as for the lovely array of ancient antiques,
His "Nerdville" house is filled with tools and artifacts.

Joe Bonamassa hankers for blues-rock as pioneers age.
Danny Gatton taught...

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Becoming the prey 
I’m melting away like a 5 foot wick
To show a skeleton of who was once the author
Now the pencil tips break and the pens ink tends to escape 
My eyelids worked overtime...

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The Smarts And Dogged Callisthenics...
Cannot Wall The Will Of Catapulting Mice

A titled unwritten poem requiring
little effort to dip and dive
I accidentally, inadvertently,
and unexpectedly scrolled up in digital archive
among various and sundry literary endeavors,
eh, maybe about...

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HOME. By Ted Bundy

There is a place not far from here where purple maggots are the size of deer, pink frogs are there wearing bowties  and hats, now put your hands together for the...

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Mortality forces me to confront the inevitable...

Though feeling one among the basket
of deplorables, yours truly, albeit groggy
from unsettling frightful dreams also rather
shy to summon courage amidst adversity took
deep breaths (envisioning egotism inflating
confidence, whereat, I never...

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Long time Shelton, Washington transplants...

also known as
noteworthy Trader Joe's patrons
bass sic lee did treble themselves
conducting taping jam session
assembling (boxing), compiling,
and hermetically sealing tight as a drum so,
a razor sharp machete blade got dull
trying to open...

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The Newly United Worlds Champion: I signed a contract weeks ago thinking I would be champion by the time this bout came along. The former champion
Kata fought his way into contention and demanded me, he...

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Im looking for inspiration 
instead god gives me patience
you see he wants me to cure a nation
of violence and hatred
bias and racists 
all weapons of Satan 
he plays the part of patron 
but its your...

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Hanky Panky

Honey 
My foot is taping
It’s been a while
I figure it’s gotta be almost
An hour

Baby
You know you 
Drive me crazy
How you do it
Constantly
You tease my eyes
It’s no surprise
Your naughty smiles
Make me so ravenously hungry

Aw come...

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Former champions (World Heavyweight and Tag Team champions)
were managed by manager Solfege Virtuoso. Trying to regain
their now lossed titles
the manger withdrew them from contention
and disallowed their return match clauses.
He fired them and replaced them with...

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My heart is not brand new, But in one beat I would give it to you
It is missing some pieces, Because I ran out of super glue
But this sack I keep it in, Has proven...

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"I'm a vessel
 I'm a temple
 of the Holy Spirit
 I'm a vessel
 taping me feel me I'm a container
 a receptacle
 suppository a drum 
have not any disintegrating bones and dust I am not...

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Well son...

It all began in Fairyland
In the lab of the mystical toads
As trash throughout the land had gotten way out of hand
Along side of the pixie dust roads

The system they had wasn't working
Leaving empty all...

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* Sol                                 ...

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At 13, I used old tissue paper
	to craft my best friend her wedding veil—
	a drapery, thrown together in a flurry,
	taping together parchment scraps, fragile and pale.

I ripped my old notes to craft her a crown,
to...

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SOMETHING I WROTE BY EYE THOUGHTS,

THE SILENCE OF LOOSE CHANGE,

12:00 P.M. THE SILENCE FILLS THE AREA ROOM,

MY CONTINUE THOUGHTS,SOMETHING CONTINUES TO RESUME,

TO STEAL MY THOUGHTS,MY WALK,MY EVERYTHING,

ITS A COMPLETE REALITY,NOT A RESTLESS TOSSING DREAM,

THE STRANGEST...

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TV talk shows are very interesting. But what TV show all American viewers like most of all
is "The Maury Povich Show." Maury has been on TV since his TV show made its TV debut on
the...

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I set the clock to 1958, and raced to Desilu Studios.
Lucy and Desi both greeted me; I played with Little Ricky.
They took me home with them after the day’s taping.
We sat by the pool and...

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You see with your hands,
you think with an intuitive cane
taping before your feet
Trusting your dim instincts,
to lead you along the right path
Emotional blindness
is your spiritual infirmity
You step on 
other people feelings unintentionally
Wandering about with your...

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Trapped in the rain
I slowly walked down 
The crowded street.
As my rain soaked hair 
covers my face as
I slowly drag my feet across the ground,

As the people around me no longer 
seem human but just
tall...

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     take your thoughts
        stuff them into a non thing
  the thoughts 
     and the nothingness 
  ...

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I AM®

I am
Arthur, Cupid and the edge of a bow
Soldier of 9 lives in this generation of hue
His armoury brandished by men
And sculpted by the One God,
Broken, battered and buried soul
In dismal and dark crypts...

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I love spring and all the bright spring flowers,
the daffodils, tulips the pansy blooms;
oh, I even love those warm spring showers.
I am drunk on all the flower scent fumes,
putting vases of blooms in all...

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I was only five years old 
when I was first introduced 
to Howdy Doody, a wooden 
puppet with a continuous 
smile who was manipulated 
by an invisible puppeteer who 
the peanut gallery of children, 
parents...

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The spiral staircase made her high heels sing 
Her soft silhouette was mesmerizing
The orchestrated trills were riveting 
He would not have missed this for anything

She slowly turned spotlighted to the crowd
Which, along with drum intro,...

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