Long Tees Poems

*Image of Many Meanings by KWC.

Likeness ssenekiL: Part 1

(HOMONYMS: Homophones & Homographs)

He'll heal his heel.
They sow so they sew.
His aide aid with an ade.
You saw a ewe eat a yew.
I ate on the ait eight...

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Coffee or tea?

Fragmented frogs frolicking fruitlessly freeing flavoursome fairy freckles,
But what of the speckled hound in the bin?
Well he growled,
He snarled,
The sole paw pilot pivoting,
How interesting was it to note though that the frogs although...

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Bob had a special talent
That only worked in his men’s store.
He had ‘clothing ESP’.
He knew what his customers wanted…and more.

When customer would come into his store
Bob would invariably say, 
“Hello. I'm Bob. Don’t say a...

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Non labor (relations) day September 1st, 2023 poem

Aye dream of Genie (as a lad din)
Schwenksville, Pennsylvania -
keystone state abbreviated as Pea Yay,
this stupid non huge poem
deployed courtesy scholar
really...a boot nuttin
butta an overrated allay
zee good for...

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Reservations are made years in advance of the event.
Provisions from suppliers worldwide are globally sent. 
Sponsors enthusiastically devote their resources spent. 
Attendees eager to share stories of when they went.

Seeing the epic golf rivalry as...

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Anyone who’s picked up clubs and played out on a golf course,
will know there’s times they lose their cool but later show remorse,
but rarely do when following a wayward group who’s bloody slow,
and forced to...

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Which late afternoon/ early evening
today adventuristic, edenic, and idyllic
April 13th, 2021
pitch perfect weather
serves as temporary tonic
to balm away blues.

Like a tumbleweed
aimlessly blowing in the wind
across infinitely wobegon open wide
prairie home companion land
(which wasteland famously
epitomized by...

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dousing your non-kinky hair
with peroxide in hopes of forming curly kinks
and without manipulation
the matted strands
finally intertwine
except your Peroxide Dreads
don’t resemble mind
            limp and still...

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Like a tumbleweed aimlessly blowing in the wind
across the infinitely open and wide prairie land
(which wasteland famously epitomized by T.S. Elliot)
a barren vista ravages the metaphorical landscape 
of one measly mortal malcontent male
bumping and scraping...

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In the wee hour of the morning I hear my spirit calling, I wasn’t sure how to respond to it but my emotion made me answer it.

It was extremely dark outside and the street light...

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Like a tumbleweed aimlessly blowing in the wind
across infinitely open and wide prairie home companion land
(which wasteland famously epitomized by T.S. Elliot)
a barren vista ravages metaphorical landscape
of one measly mortal malcontent male
bumping and scraping along...

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Variations On A Theme...
Ach'n (ache Ken) Existential Struggle...

(NOT by Bellini, Paganini, Rossini...
Eeny Meany Miney Moe - si,
nor the three stooges tee hee hee)

twill never end till...this oft writ trend
of mine will never end,
only when...mortality
ike'n no...

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Ex Hotelier hangs I, We've Vacancies,           
closet not quite empty, merely absentees,             ...

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Exorcist -
i need an exorcist...
for Lord, i am possessed - 
there are two souls trapped inside my chest, 
entwined like duelling snakes...
their conjoined clamor drums in my ears, 
shaking me from the pit of my
belly...

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Water the spirit of life.  Rain
Washing, it drowns.  And floods
The ground. Bemoan the dead.
Looks like leather seats. This
Luxury luckily Looming. Jet Black
 black car assuming, lurking.
Then There's those painted deathly 
Lips strawberry shade...

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RECORDS OF PAST HISTORY



The past wasn’t all that great and the so-called “achievements” - say - 
Of the past pale when we compare them to our capabilities today.

Egyptians built  the fearsome Great  Pyramid...

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 1907, Saw the begining of forthcoming,Glasgow`s Sir.Willam Arroleco`s company 
were credited, structural errecting of twas to be,Middlesbrough`s emblem,The 
Transporter Bridge.Replacing the steam ferry,shuttling The River Tees.

Opening ceremony being October 17, 1911. Prince Arthur of...

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Uncle Joe had a habit of telling people,
I have a handicap you know.
His sister-in-law, Viva, grew weary
Of hearing that.
After all, had she not taught him
To walk, to talk and to feed himself?
She was seventeen when...

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con't ---->


You... and me were just a tease
Feel like I'm playing a putter from the black tees,
It used to be easy, like hitting off a tee... 
Lust not love, we were deceived
That & my middle...

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...and possesses means 
 and tees to till verse
akin to a sorceress 
who waves magic wand

to produce such supreme sentences
and weaves tantalizing 
terrific topographic tundra's
that this admirer of her artful 
and colorful poetic endeavors

prompts him...

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Poet:  Ken Jordan 
Poem:  Cotati 
Edited by:  Sparkle Jordan 
written:  October/2017

Cotati 
Is
simply 
simplicity profound. 

A lost in time 
picturesque throwback town.

Call it 
a painting; a mural
a marvel Norman Rockwell, 
would brush,...

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Jealousy  
You make us slip into
suits of the children we once were-
with buttoned hearts 
to our sleeves
Lips interlocked like 
the sharp zigzags in closed zippers-

Skipping ropes of uncertainty and
playing hide and seek with our
buried...

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Oh hi me hence to the laundromat 
Bearing many a malodorous sock
As ofttimes a shepherd will boldly go
To the babbling brook where the clear waters flow
With a line of the wooliest beasties in tow
(Or sometimes...

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I had a lot of time to think. If you ask what about; the list consists of a few page…. Is there really anything that I can say, that’ll make you want to return my...

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I see the sickly walking the streets.
I see the homless eating from the ground.
Was this the life my mother wanted for me?
I see the ritch walking in warm fur clothing.
I see the welthy eating from...

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