Long Than bauk Poems

Youthful temptress, aging oracle,
Nymph-like debacle, Gorgon spectacle,
Retreat from retribution’s precipice,
And a transient victory wrought by avarice,
To listen to a parable
Devoid of the empirical.

Several centuries ago in the land of the Saracen,
You were born to a...

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Am I the only one to think
that a kite is such a sad thing?

Flimsy...frail...
never really free,
forever tied to a string

Yes, it can soar indeed,
so high, with the wind taking it places,
almost making it forget,
just enjoying...

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          QUOTE ME BY CHAPTER AND CURSE

No, seriously there are people worse then me, and I’m a lothario and a liar
But then there are these douche...

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A man walks into a new generation gangster town,
there were guns, amoe, drugs, explosives, and allot of bad people, and that's all he found. 
He looked around the streets and saw allot of African American...

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old man counts coup
lots killed few missed
aims true then laughs

a long stretched band
the aged hand aims
flies land dead

This actually happened.  I was about ten years old, visiting my gramp’s home, in the North Carolina...

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Old Poem: Toes Of Rain ...4/6/2014

August spills rains
with tapped grains, like
pearl veins on roofs

Drenched in soft hue,
toes play new songs
of blue night’s croons

~than-bauk form~ 

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Makeover: Flavor Of Rain  4/5/2015


Just now, the saline flavor of...

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I WILL NOT DANCE BECAUSE IT’S THE SAME OLD SONG

Walk a high wire
Walk on the third rail
Walk on  fire
And I’ll explain all this with one short tale

I thought for sure it wouldn’t get me
I...

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Take my hand and walk with me, 
ill show you side of a world that you never seen. 
Ill show you where its ends meat and where gangsters meet,
this is where all the goons come...

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       ( and this is how i became a pro)
   (taking notes on the following genius is permissible, but is it permissible to cry?)
 NOW HUSH AND...

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Banana split:
I admit that
I quit fighting.

Where to begin?
A split, when shared:
most inviting.

Scoops number three
by decree; less
will be DQ’d.

They use soft creams
’nilla streams, all,
which seems quite rude. 

First chocolate:
that’s a great start;
Why wait for more?

Then strawberry:
likely...

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Roars satin bright																			 twilight lions            																	 	grows night and morn     																	~         ...

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Hear My Sweet Dreams


Hold your dreams tight!
In your sight then
Each night sleep there.

Dream on with glee!
You hold me thus
Lets be with care.

Under pale blue moon
Love blooms soon show
in rooms quite fair.

Velvet touch spreads!
On soft beds...

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It's now that time of the year when no one is in the stands...
And there are groans and wishes from anxious football fans.

The players are at the beach working on their tans...
And coaches are huddling...

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        I AM NOW AN OPTIMISTIC  MYSTIC     

I’m doing better than when we were together
The universe has granted me delicate weather
Today I can...

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As good steward called to be faithful 
I forward march vanquishing selfishness
toward Christ’s prize, marked by His humility...

Blest by His cheer propping me midst despair
soul smites fear angst confessing discontentment 
with dear sweet smile of...

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          MOUNTAIN- FOUNTAIN 

                 Mountain satic
    ...

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  an old shed leans crookedly in the tall 
grass.

  a door is lifted and opened.

 like a warn vinyl record to the needle 
rusty hinges 
snap and crackle as they...

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      BUT THERE’S NO BRASS RING TO REACH FOR
You know what makes my life such a wondrous whirl?
Very little as far as I can think of
Yes, there’s been ladies, women...

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Blue soul whispers 
nightmare toll on 
ice cold pier stroll

Date created and submitted : 3rd January 2031

  Contest : Bauk Than  - Than Bauk

Sponsor : Charles Messina 

NB This is a story of...

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The Project


Son's science quest,
insect nest finds;
school's best project.

Saves in his room.
Wakes to doom when
with gloom, he cries.

Hundreds now crawl.
Every wall sports
hatched small mantes.


Sandra M. Haight

~9th Place~
Contest: Than-Bauk on Human Folly
Sponsor: Marugu Mo
Theme: Foolish and Funny
Judged:...

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a double-wide?
someone lied: an
inside jokester

what in the hell?
rotten smell in
this shell, yokester

seems that some blow's
on your nose and
it shows, cokester

cat in a tree
cries a plea, comes
to me: coaxed her

fork and the spoon
off too soon, home
by...

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Beer dad did pour;
placed on floor but
dad sure full glass

Sis gulped dad’s beer,
Felt so queer… sick
Oh dear, dad’s sad!

Drank dad’s home brew
Age just two, poor
Dad knew - too late!

A true poem about my sister and...

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At Annapolis, Admiral Rictameter had tried to teach us the martial art kick known 
as the Rondeau.  When he became impatient, he tried to rondeau redouble the 
lesson.  That turned out to be...

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