Long Toaster Poems

It's styles of a nameless brand pristine day
an exclusive star-sheathed shadow after 
overwhelming luminous glare fainted
a somewhat true-to-life footpath in
a back of structured quaintness

Encountering myself at a passionate spring
oozing its life gliding o'er its rocky...

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Who actually is like us
The modern world you see today
Right before your eyes,
Who done this and who done that
Well you’re in for a wee surprise.

From the Bank of England to the Bank of France
Then we...

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Time bracketed between initial birthday and present birthdate

October seventeenth
nineteen hundred sixty one 
and October seventeenth
two thousand twenty four
represents, signals,
and traces sixty three orbitz
completed round the sun.
by one cherished,
(despite lapse of calling,
emailing, or texting),
nevertheless loved,
and prized...

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In the early 70’s my husband and our first baby, Angela, moved to Muscatine, Iowa, in the middle of the night, in the summer time.  At 7:00 a.m. the next door neighbor rang the...

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In the early 70’s my husband and our first baby, Angela, moved to Muscatine, Iowa, in the middle of the night, in the summer time.  At 7:00 a.m. the next door neighbor rang the...

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What is the difference between a digger, a forklift truck, a spoon, and a toaster? None. Bread slices can be carried by forklifts and bread can be dug by a digger particularly if ground. The...

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Aurora wakes at 6:30 a.m.—
not to birdsong,
but to the wail of toddlers
and the ache in her knees
from sleeping on the side
that keeps her back from seizing.

Belle flips waffles in a castle-shaped toaster
bought on clearance,
while her...

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What’s fair is fair

I walked into Macys Department Store the other day
thinking I’d buy a few items for the summer
I entered on the first floor and was met by
counter after counter of cosmetics and perfume
with...

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SEVERE STALKING FROM LEFT OVER STRIPPERS FROM PETER CLUB IN TAMPA ALI IA HILTON TALISA SHAW DANITA DELMONT AGENT KIWANI BUGGS FROM MY ABUSIVE EX HUSBAND STABLE OF JHORES HE SHARE WITH PETER GARGANO I...

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It’s another day, yes, another day
Another day to watch my cronies wandering around
meandering around aimlessly, flippantly like
they have no care…no care in the world
and just like that…bludgeoned by a badly worn cowboy boot!
Guts all over!

One...

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Antonnia...wise up

As God will not stop chasing you
So, Man will not stop chasing you
since she came out from him…

Now in chasing you
he uses different styles and approach 
to entice YOU
By nature he is more stimulated...

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Holy macaroni and cheese in a toaster, am I bored. This long line of people that are trying to pay for the dog food they want to use to make a meatloaf tonight is angering...

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That first breath you take after one of those times when you feel as though nothing else 
could ever matter is one that fills you full of life, and exhilaration. As if a new lease...

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One day—
The sea will be my backyard
Every morning, standing upon the deck
Of the one called Going Numb
A “Greatest Dad” mug in one hand
My last vice burning orange in the other

I will watch the sun rise...

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Dry Facts Can Perform Juicy Acts

In the EFL community
all around the world
it’s an undeniable 
and unpleasant reality that
no matter how well-motivated
you and your students are
no matter how real and acute 
the need for learning
a language...

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And I can just see him there by the wind chimes chiming their morning song smiling at us
outside along with the orange juice and apple, and apple butter set up beside the grits
and raisin toast...

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Her Cheekbones, smooth as  pebbles 
Grasped tightly in his sexed up hand, sweating indelicately
Resembling that night the thoughts between the sheets were conceived
Weighing like soaked white carpets
Beneath flea market stands
She Is Beautiful, she is...

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A Magic Adventure of Peter The Pan/AKA Peta The Fwying Pan

Peter was a fine young pan with blue eyes
Like all the other pans his age, except,
Peter could not yet pronounce 'R's'--he tried...
And 'L's'...so hard he...

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7/20/19

"I'll be your Joker"


Still a registered voter
Signed up to be an organ donor
And finally became a car owner

I rarely use a controller
When it's time, I'll man up and buy a stroller
As well as panels that...

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My T.V. just left, said he was
Gonna go out and catch a real movie...
Those on T.V. stations have grown too trite,
My refrigerator told me,
He ain't letting me in no more...
At least till I drop 20...
I...

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We (the missus and I) kvell for Katz TOASTER PASTRIES!

I prefer to craft a poem
for no rhyme nor reason
expressing heartfelt pleasure
to our highly refined palate
versus presenting tasty, yummy
and zesty nutritious snacks
exuberant feedback courtesy Tik Tok.

Aside...

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He was a cowboy problem child
rescued by a mendicant sage brush sorcerer
resulting in his remembering everything
flawlessly insolently permanantly
birth death life things in space have a beer
owner of his own head at last
thanks to whiskey tainted...

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Would you go swimming or fishing with an eighty foot strong hook, flippers, a basket hat, and a toothbrush tail? Bullfrog wants to. He wants to consistently visit the waters to engage in the flow...

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It is a fact that before I wrote True Colours,
I was stuck in a world of black and white bipolar,
encaged in my seat on a non stop rollercoaster,
eating one meal a day cooking bread in...

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Imprisoned by the way things are,
Breakfast, coffee and cream,
Eggs with toast
Sometimes it’s burnt, branded
By the decades old toaster – former things,
We can’t replace,
Because this one is a memory bearer,
Possessing days gone now,
Days before his heart...

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