Long Tickly Poems

Brownian motion writ large...
within small medium 
as light brainstorm doth 
hail forth the following poem.

Across the realm of gray matter
slowly percolating within tissue
composed of neuronal, glial 
and endothelial cells, and although 
there must be biological...

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My darling sweet sweet  love Pete
its been over three long months seems like eternity now since you departed and my world stopped
And my sun became cold
 
I miss you more with each breath and...

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Most mind boggling mysterious mortal

Mystification prevails stupefying yours truly
befuddled, he blindly stumbles along rocky
pathway illusory impediments strewn helter
skelter intangible obstructions hinder access
psychological barricades effective impasse

detains, deters, detours manhood maturation
manumission manifestation materialization
linkedin, when permanent submission arises
beckoning...

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...Ideally Primed To Write...

Fallow wing on figurative
     awk kill lees heal
of: "My on call (Uncle)
     Muse Never Sleeps"-
     which hoop fully

  ...

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Hmm...What Discursive Poetic Theme Shall I Write About...

Today (a rather brisk, chilly,
and otherwise sat
tiss factory twirly delightful
December 18th, 2018) matte
her of fact quite
refreshing noontime, while this fat

tend plot of Earthen surveyed terrain
situated over scat
herd modest...

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Courtesy handy dandy
palmar hyperhidrosis
impossible mission to defeat
except poe wet tickly
even courtesy drysol.

(Me slippery fingers slither,
slip and slide splashing ala
Jackson Pollock), sans slap
dash experimental, swiftly

tailored and harried writing
style, yes on par with purging,
spewing, venting...unexpurgated,
unexpressed, unexplained... 
words,...

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Abominable barrage bombards
fortified barracks show
warring subsequently, incandescently,
and brilliantly doth glow
biden time, this
garden variety Joe Schmoe

hunkers down deep amidst disarray
within arched bunker poe
wet tickly donning
pence sieve stance against row
battery weathering incessant assault
invariably waiting for Godot,

albeit devout...

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Abominable barrage bombards
fortified barracks show
warring subsequently, incandescently,
and brilliantly doth glow
biden time, this
garden variety Joe Schmoe

hunkers down deep
within arched bunker poe
wet tickly donning
pence sieve stance against row
battery weathering incessant assault
invariably waiting for Godot,

albeit devout atheist doubting...

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Musing with Caren Krutsinger’s musings. I love
our dear poet’s imagination. Thank you, Caren
for allowing me to use your poem and a few phrases
from your poem. Used poem by permission.

My Food Flees from Me

Caren,

A creepy thing...

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It’s warm and cozy in bed when I detect a cat quietly sauntering in the room.
Up on the bed corner he jumps, and then sits, just staring at me I imagine.
Just a few minutes more...

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A poem unlived
is a poem merely written -- 

sustenance our words

let the body digest with heartfelt
regurgitation – a poem unlived
is a poem merely written
 
as well as tasty center, a healthy chew
needs skin-like peachy, tickly...

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Mystification prevails stupefying yours truly
befuddled, he blindly stumbles along rocky
pathway illusory impediments strewn helter
skelter intangible obstructions hinder access
psychological barricades effective impasse

detains, deters, detours manhood maturation
manumission manifestation materialization
linkedin, when permanent submission arises
beckoning corporeal leaden entity into...

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SURVIVAL
is feeling there is no point in getting up in the morning
showering getting dressed, what is the bloody point
but know that you have to.

is suppressing that nagging tickly cough, just in case.
Cannot go coughing and...

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when Democrats outliers gnashed
teeth, and nonestablishmentarian outlaws 
pistol whipped and hashed 
tagged traitors who roared America 
went bankrupt at sold at fire sale price slashed

when Donald Trump ran the country 
into the ground evidenced by...

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Vast dynamic catalysts
     inaugurated biochemical
     (biological), geological,
     and/or meteorological
     processes, that didst
     wax and wane
since...

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ANIMAL HOUSE

                            Oh, give me a home
 ...

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Nirvana awaits dada dear
thine paternal parent,
who helped sire yours truly,
a widower these
last fourteen plus years,
he laments absence,

and sorely misses presence
regarding scatterbrain spouse,
single word description,
he would readily concur
appellation linkedin with
bubbly headed just legal bride

born November thirteenth
ninety...

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though strictly Fermi, and oh...(en Rico) plus sun
dre other parvenues, a rapture
     surges thru me,
     when audibly communicating, enunciating,
     and speaking English words

as...

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(Luna's last winter, 2020)

Like An Old Dog

'Tis the season to be jolly and merry 
And all that,
And I’m sure there are many 
Right now satiated
And likewise content 
As winter settles in 
And the current year
Soon...

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She greets me with morning eyes
and we laugh under white down
telling stories of all sorts:


Cats who wear backpacks
at night filled with treats
Lizards who step foot
into her messy room
and then turn on their tails
for a quick...

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The waves sounded so strong to me,
Stronger, heavier, thicker, tickly tilted.
I looked at it tail and head, picking the
Grains of its eyebrows dashing away;
It made my hair stood still on my neck.
When I looked, it...

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He saved three chickens and a moose
Captured them … then set them loose

Rustled some words, put them on paper
This, it is said, his most dangerous caper

For words can be twisted for purpose or fun
The most...

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TWO COUNTS
Written by Wina Emmanuel Lavensin

Manson lavender and frail subtle talks; Opium days
Yes: odds of drowning birds and sea monsters.
These eloquent sighs of breathless mummies: mystical Egypt
Four counts of blank assertions: two seeds of mustard...

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THE COLD

I’m feeling pretty miserable, this cold won’t go away
I wish that I could stay in bed, and not go out today
My ears are very sore, and my forehead’s red hot too
Is this a seriously...

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THE CAT, THE DOG, THE MOUSE AND THE RABBIT HUTC>/center>

When passing the pet shop window, I saw a wondrous sight.
The pets were having a party, far into the night.
The cat was smoking a home-made spliff...

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