Long Twiddling Poems

y am.i. On this site???

to bask
in offline and/or 
     online friendship 
like quaffing from flask
with no deliberate intent 
     to antagonize nor mask
any hidden agenda - 
...

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he was looking for a new enemy
for it was the man he hated before 
which defined his very being &
in that respect, there was no other
who could possibly take his place---
he searched far and wide,...

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Although yours truly modest,
     the only personal issue
     I will lightly boast about
constitutes lingering
self worthlessness bred
if not prior to first grade,
     than most...

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Inferiority complex viz mine (mien)

Although yours truly modest,
the only personal issue
I will lightly boast about
constitutes lingering

self worthlessness bred
if not prior to first grade,
than most definitely incipient,
academic deadlines

loomed large with dread
and exacerbated by procrastination
quickly adopted as...

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Four legs quiver
like clumsy cabrioles
striking smooth gray rivers
of zig-zag sidewalk barrios
in rhythm with happy shivers
syncopated on a muffled drum
as we talk and stroll

On our way
hand-in-hand
we persuade and pretend
this day away
taunting and cajoling to demand
laughing “hide...

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Didactic old man
Fiddling with fright
As tears curled down 
From a bemoaned and fretted face
To his foaming lip
The tears thirst bitter taste
Spiced with desired regret
Of an action already finished
Crime begets an accidental skirmish
~
His hands
Those quivering hands
Protective...

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nor any greed
from one suppurating marriage
 this guy wants to be freed
with no malice this cheap tricking
   super tramping wordsmith
 of inxs ac of dc charged cheap tricks
 sans done dirty deed.

This impersonator...

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he and I were sitting face to face
staring at each other with a small tea table between us

there was neither a cup of coffee
nor a piece of fruit or a slice of cake on the...

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As morning's veil did lift its gentle hand
On my first call to ingratiate with the land
I fathered that night to dawn's early stand
And hit the roadway, where my journey's plan
Did unfold like a map, with...

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THE ART OF PATIENT WAITING


The art of waiting only comes eventually
After days to decades of practical practice
Staying in limbo, whether still or pacing:
As looking down the line of tracks for 
An awaited train; as in...

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Entered politics on the Braille Ticket
agitating for better municipal lighting
for the long suffering curbside hookers 
and their various pimp coerced implants
his telephone rang  only at meals
the lives of the connected are not easy
for reasons...

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The lazy consciences
of the long yawn, credulity class
work so hard
to be an American Idle

“Care less” is their toga motto

You gotta have Roman candle aspiration
Pleb effigy be the 
burning goal of a finger-twiddling nation

Fiddle sticks 
always...

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It is my knee
It no longer is as it used to be
I used to be able to jog, bike, and run on cross country skis
Teach yoga for many years; do yoga on my own
Where ever...

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Lots of calculation...... 
goes into the jump 
x=y+5 x e=mc2 
To stop you ending in a lump! 

That's what I am told........... 
It's on the back of the ticket I was sold! 
Well here I...

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Listen to the wisdom, oozing from the wheezing  woods, 
Whimpering in euphony, far from the bustling boulevards,
Crooning, mumbling mellow chirping soothing strains. 
The warbling of the warbles, buzzing of the bumblebees, fetching sputtering riddles!...

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You’ve been toeing the line
from the onset 
twiddling your thumbs 
while you waited your turn 
keeping your wobbly chin up
even as gloom piles up and
begins to dampen even 
the upper crust 
But then fortune prances...

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in gloomy days, the branches sulk with bowed head
and shrugged shoulders as though they were
tired elders sitting in a nursing home, waiting. 
Chilly, cutting winds hush the trees,
and everything becomes so quiet and cool. 
The...

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Okay I am going to write my twiddling poems while I am waiting on God
Is that a word? 
I don't care 
I am inventing new words if it doesn't fit me
Why does He make you...

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Poor Little Boy Lost plays a game of peekaboo
Pretending everything in his world is well
Spoiled was his plan for organizing a coup
and now he hopes none of his friends can tell
that he's been evicted as...

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Nineteen nosey newts nudged nasty nautical nannies
Eighteen eager ermines excitedly edged everyone’s ego 
Seventeen sacred slugs sat sideways searching seagulls
Sixteen slippery snails slid southwards sipping sangria
Fifteen flowery foxes fell forward fondling fuchsias
Fourteen frantic fleas froze...

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All the karmic forces came in and settled themselves down upon the fence
As the two parties arrived; with their arms full, of their grounds of defence

The learned judge cleaned his glasses and yawns; he’s seen...

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Tara, Ben and Blackie,
Sam, Lucy and Jamie.
Our dogs down the years,
All gone now, shed many tears.

No more, no more we cried, in  despair,
A hole In the garden, our friends laid there.
A hole in our...

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Reindeer huff keeping secrets,
as Santa of Christmas rides on mood,
bearing gifts with pure release
through continents of night's sweet dream.
North Pole bells ringing with magic
a sack of toys designed from far-off shores,
while thrilled kids wait for...

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'Twas later in the afternoon

When the work of the day was done:

Many sat waiting for the moon,

Idly twiddling their thumbs.



'Beware the Boar of Dumm, my son!

The eyes that dull, the yawns that tire,

Beware the slowing...

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Idle hands
Twiddling thumbs
Taking an unpredicted walk through the Devil’s playground
Fallen Angels with flames still scorching their wings are tying off at nearby picnic table
Swings hang low and empty
Where future class valedictorians used to sit
Now they...

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