Long Top dog Poems

Whatever Happened To Glasnost And Perestroika?

Hobbit those characters who lived 
within the realm 
of John Ronald Reuel Tolkien
as far removed as
Union of Soviet Socialist Republics
upon squelched cusp of progressivism,
now most likely 
experience bitterness at the...

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You raise me up above the mountains
You bring me below the vibrant valleys
You allow me to weep happy fountains 
When I walk in your bright alleys

Enormous in envy my heart is
Nervouscited for what lies ahead...fed...

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Whatever Happened To Glasnost And Perestroika?

Hobbit those characters who lived 
within the realm 
of John Ronald Reuel Tolkien
as far removed as
Union of Soviet Socialist Republics
upon squelched cusp of progressivism,
now most likely 
experience bitterness at the...

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I was in the dumps; but as of right this instant, I'm flabbergasted by my brother's random actions and my weird interactions to be exact...great - messages have stimulated my phone...

Zzzzzzz the buzz was coming...

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Dedicated to Valerie Haper, actress and John Denver, singer!
Who were just wo, of hundreds who launched  the Hunger Project,
In 1976!
Original title was a Salute to Valerie Haper. But it was not
adequate. It was more...

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Bartender Oh Bartender
(a stout rendition of O Captain! My Captain!
Perfect rhythmic rhyme with tonic 
when the doth ale).

Mine eyes espy the glory per the ending 
of another work day beckon Baileys Irish Creme
with Absolut certainty...

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(alternate title – A bona 
er fide dog day afternoon delight).

A mere half dozen vowels 
constitute the English language 
    Ta-ra-ra Boom-de-ay
Consonants comprise majority
  
(sans remaining twenty) 
   ...

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Nero the god! I had a dream. 
There I was at the foot of Mount Olympus.
 Mother was with me as usual. 
As we reached a cross-roads, Agrippina said: 
"Come Nero, here we turn left"...

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>>1111>>REVELATION<<1111<<

                                  ...

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(otherwise titled psalm to
Amelie Beth by Matthew Scott,
his genuine, gluten free and non GMO
poetic non fake appreciative guise.)

Ah, thee availed me reason to craft
a poem with rhyme or reason,
when I beheld unexpected email
exemplifying Christmas season
triptych...

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Elvis has left the building.
West Berlin, a significant place
Where life was lived at a frantic pace.
Me and Old Elvis together through the night
In those days when I saw things
In stark black or white,
And me and...

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Lefty Jacobs pushed through the doors,
he wanted a drink, nothing more,
after long days out on the trail,
a ride so hard his horse had failed.

He’d had to get out of Roystown,
to many lawmen going ’round,
he had...

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Tiptoe, tiptoe, what they say is not what they say it is . . . 

Cameras rolling, take one, action! 
“How stupid can you be? You’re fired!”    
He told a judge quite...

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How do you feel about Mondays? The ultimate best psychiatrist would ask if he cared.
Not about your mother, or your childhood, ridiculous lovers, or feelings never shared.
Monday feelings are the top dog meter, to discover...

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Summoning the face in the Mirror the man calls
“Mirror, mirror on my tasteless bedroom wall,
Am I the only righteous dude who’s got it all?
I’m a Twitter tweeter in everyone’s face, no jest
A god-like prototype ascendant...

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The courage of men, 'tis a curious thing;
everyone thinks it's about killing.
The thrill of battle, joy of a fight,
an enemy's face upon displays of might.

Yet the courage of men should not be
asserted in death, in...

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A Parlor Game

"No whodunnit has one clue as to who really done it."
-- Reality clued in  
  
*   *   *    
    
Who yet...

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Mis-fit human
Oh we sprung into the Eagles,
cos we could cos we could,
And we altered things too suit us,
cos we could,
We over-took the bodies of Chimps,
enjoyed the physical,
And we slaughtered out the other Chimps,
at this the...

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I quiver with excitement.
Here comes Big Hand.
Will she pick me up?
Big Hand picks up a pink paper clip.
Pink paper clip sticks her tongue out at me; we loathe each other.
She always thinks she’s all that...

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.     *DOGGY  STYLE*

Tonight! Tonight! I must display.
About my man's doggy style way.

Once he comes home he acts like I'm his "DOGGY BAG."
"It’s DOGGING ME!" The way he starts to nag.

He...

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i become lost in these lazy days
the ones i have learned to allow
sitting here on the balcony
watching the frigates glide to Bolero
below a content ocean, empty beach
my attention was broken by a Tropical Queen
butterflies in...

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“Make something of yourself,” they say
“You need to make yourself known,” they say
“Doing well isn’t good enough,” they say
“Run for every leadership position you can,” they say
“You need to be top dog,” they say


It’s been...

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I'll tell you a tale that's full of intrigue,
of a great singing contest that is in the first league.
Hosted by Sweden, the teams all appeared,
and the music and vocals were loved and revered. 

Countries had...

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Free roaming in Berkeley in the 70's

growing up in Berkeley
back in the day
we still were allowed 
to free roam 

and so I went 
everywhere on foot
or bus

walking to Solano avenue
drinking coffee
at Peets coffee
eating Chinese food
in...

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Yeah I'm back on that same road once more, 
Struggling like litterally I see our very children eating off the dirt floor' 
Who can really give a **** about dollars because where Im from over...

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