Long Tory Poems

Goodbye six pack hello* poetry scribes

My poetic side COSMOFUNNEL
wordsmith thanks tumblr in his noggin
ofttimes triggering babbling brook 
to swell after deluge
becoming stream of consciousness runnel
carving, gouging, and liquidating topography 
qua zee mow toe natural formed...

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Come post presidential election 2024... 

heil to the Wharton chief firebrand -
more worrisome than an ovarian cyst
every race, religion, nationality, 
gender, creed, et cetera with impunity dissed
brigand able, eager, ready and willing
to punch contenders throwing...

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Remorseless sweaty palms

despite being prescribed glycopyrrolate.

Though the angst riddled psyche of mine crafted youth, long since receded, ebbed in the past, infringement, impingement, and indecent wracking wrath of mental illness, that even as a middle...

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Godot has arrived
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern
Alive and well thanks!

...said the haiku poster
Crudely pasted to the fence
Who was too busy selling stolen goods
To notice he was a notice
Announcing a brand new play
A fusion of two classics

Waiting for...

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War, Is Unholy Hell

War is wicked rot and most holy hell
 man's evil is its murdering spell
Yet mankind never ever truly learns
 love and faith it arrogantly spurns

Poetry by the great Siegfried Sassoon
 glows like...

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Your love is like a river peaceful and deep, 
like a secret I just can’t keep, like the shearing of a sheep,
like taking a leap, like my hand falling asleep, your love is like 
the...

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“FAKE” Dread Locked Dumpster Diver

Not by choice this average
     bonehead configured Earthlinked
     Bozo went kicking, and screaming
     into refuse bin
naturally (no questions asked,
...

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Because he knows that despite the fact he’s a decent man
There’s no other way to sort this out 
When even the police too are scared to arrest 
Or think it’s pointless 
In case they too...

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You’ve got by somehow so far without debt as 
You know this way of life is no good, but they won’t leave you be 
To manage the best way you can with what you have...

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Die Bücherverbrennung ("The Burning of the Books")
by Bertolt Brecht
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

When the Regime
commanded the unlawful books to be burned,
teams of dull oxen hauled huge cartloads to the bonfires.

Then a banished writer, one...

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(Part 4 of 5)
When do the children come home from school? 
Oh that’s a spot of luck I have a shopping trip with the girls planned
That I want to get under my belt
Before half-term when...

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Do you ever worry about? 
Some of the things that I see
Happening to hard working, decent families -
Or can you not imagine? 

Here is a taste of the lives of the working poor 
The people...

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overladen snow covered crackle and crunch
though, this skeptic owned a doubtful hunch
that such 24/7 round the clock whether coverage
     would make laughingstock of forecasting
     how Jack Frost...

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  THE NEWS 


____________________________________________________________
Life Defined by Moments Blindsided
written by The Broken Hearted

Read the news today. There is blues                ...

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Sonnet Doubles....

I Love Sweet Tender, Kisses That Beg More

I seek not perfection nor world's bright gold
in my waking, I beg pardon from thee
each new day, across fertile fields I strode
I drink black coffee, add honey...

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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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"FAKE" assertions unstoppably
bandied with beef,
(sans doughty deeds done dirt cheap)
courtesy of commander in chief
trumpeted as a way to backout,

embarrassment analogous to the thief
of Baghdad, when culpable faux pas
woe philly pops thought balloon of mine
reckons with...

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Pitching electioneering, albeit Democratic ticket...
as 2020 presidential election nearing
pleading joshing, and endearing...

The choice for commander in chief dum...
dum... dum... dum..
will winnow down, thus
political prognosticator pundits
no longer remain mum
between Donald John Trump,
whose second term win,
would find...

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(Part 5 of 5)

And no more your kids will get a chance above mine 
Because at my work I’ve never even met the bosses

You see we were able to hold our own before 
And keep...

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Everyone is struggling, in debt and dismay
Why would anyone consider voting Theresa May.
Answers a question with a question
She'll say what she needs to, to win her first election.
She doesn't care about you or me
Tax cuts...

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Hidden under crop circle
resembling an ampersand
hides sheathed silo - obscured,
said symbol adorned every armband
of national socialist, yet weapons

of mass destruction) bland
lee, blatantly ignored global pact
prepared from this once (bajillion
years ago) geologic bottomland
repurposed for a bomb...

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Byte size food begets best bedeviled egg head benefits 
re: visited today April 12th, 2023

Way before aye knew 
the name Fletcherism applied 
family and friends even 
Smetana's bartered bride
would (tongue in cheek) chide
tummy uncommonly 
(recherché)...

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Gideon in his high viz vest
Trying his best 
To look like those 
Who graft for work
Forgetting we have a long tradition 
Of this in the North  

He doesn’t pass for a man 
Who could...

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four different things i have to do
before i vanish, from the earth without a clue
they will murmur while taking me to my resting place
that i did what i promised to do or at least i...

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The Bumblebee 

He grew up in a poor household, thought
sofa-beds were the norm, but his mother
an eager reader had many books that were
given and sometimes stolen, often from 
those who thought books were decorations
beside a...

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