Long Undergoes Poems

I tell, to follow, that long trait before
We reached the  back foot of the tower tall,
Our eyes went up to the top core

For two little flames we saw install,
And another responding from so far
That...

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Ace colonoscopy doctor Kellen Karl Kovalovich

revisited January 23rd, 2024
on the evening before yours truly
(the one and only Matthew Scott Harris),
a stand up comic wannabe, who
historically heartily hales 
from Schwenksville, Pennsylvania
undergoes oh joy rapture colonoscopy.

Three days...

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Ma,
Why do I need to apostrophize you? Why did you flew away into the celestial regions so earlier? Is it because you are from a land where ‘twenty is plenty’ for women? And hence, ignoring...

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Gratitude for running water on tap... 
and heat flowing with a snap

After shaving and showering,
yours truly feels winsome
though morose seeing
unwanted adipose "love handles"
inflating mine abdomen and tum
unanimously decided courtesy quorum
losing washboard stomach
finds me uncomfortably numb,
which...

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My chamber teems with tensions, taut, that logic can’t withstand,
fragmenting mental masonry with memories unplanned,
as bitter tears from hazel eyes reduce the stone to sand.

Dim shadows cast by candles flit across the haunted room,
beleaguer apparitions,...

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Everyone, from children to grownups, 
carry the world in their hands, they see the past 
and the future simply by the move of their thumbs and fingers; 
from their very spot they fly in the...

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I hate robocalls!

Inxs of recorded messages   
transmitted automatically 
to my telephone number 
by automatic dialing device.

I turn off damn ringer,
and disassemble (carefully 
as disabling a time bomb) 
internal workings nevertheless...
telephone still buzzes
twenty four...

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(alternately titled fancyfeast feeds finicky folky fungi) 

No matter this omnivore 
experiences stomach rumbles like birth
(pains) of a nation (loud enough to be heard 
clear opposite side of Earth), 
this self actualized (1% Neanderthal 
ask...

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O!  Laurie-Jeanne, Laurie-Jeanne!  Belle of my Heart!
Why did you have to fly?
From me who sang you a lullaby,
From the hospital room, ‘neath the thundering sky,
Beneath the thundering sky!?

O!  I love my Laurie-Jeanne...

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“dashing” when he was younger,
with muscles ripped & a razor sharp intellect,
a sense of humor that could make the room roar &
the demeanor of a man on the way to certain
success,
whatever path he took.

and some...

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Although a withered tree possesses a charm of its own,
aside from elegance, what should this old man do,
because not even possess a taste of ordinary
but he is the man of base, the incarnation of disgust.

If...

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Approached, the Dawn with a musical silence,
The soul hearing the music that the ears cannot.
The lingering light above the horizon, arose the essence-
Of the hopes shining high, that the yesterdays didnot.

Magearna ……a wife, friend and...

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Radical planet friendly measures
equals earning kudos as unsung hero
(think environmental/carbon footprint)
nearly absolute zero
while global population quarantine
suspension of civil rights
would never fly with trumpeting pharaoh.

Since United States economically crippled
(as well rest of world wide web)
courtesy coronavirus...

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I hate robocalls!

I turn off damn ringer,
nonetheless...
telephone still buzzes
twenty four seven
eight days a week
automated telephone calls

digitally recorded message
perfectly spoken English
differentiation to distinguish
"FAKE" simulation
all bot impossible
totally immune to escape

gagging hospitable invective
electronic jawboning immunized
against antipathy, cruelty, enemy,
hostility,...

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I turn off damn ringer,
nonetheless...
telephone still buzzes
twenty four seven
eight days a week
automated telephone calls

digitally recorded message
perfectly spoken English
differentiation to distinguish
"FAKE" simulation
all bot impossible
totally immune to escape

gagging hospitable invective
electronic jawboning immunized
against antipathy, cruelty, enemy,
hostility, insecurity, pleasantry
Yukon...

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The future with AI is already here,
A world that's changing, with each passing year.
We've come so far, from the first spark of AI,
With endless possibilities, that reach for the sky.

The current possibilities with AI are...

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When winter months become morose
And everything around is blue and froze
Gets disheartening even for the eskimos
Their morale starts to dwindle and decompose

They tread most lightly on cautious tippytoes
For fear their neighbors will become bellicose
They bite...

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Rudeness at places of work is a terminal cancer
That reduces and kills productivity
Promoting the dancer
Who feels her rudeness proclivity

Resembles a godsend in her way of thinking
Equating its futility to putting in a full day’s shift...

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It was not my wish that I slipped into this world,
Nor owing designs of my parents I got whirled;
Something that seemed like fate or predestination,
Bliss or nemesis or angelic elation;
Who foresaw my exact color or...

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—The sun in confined to a bed being seized with jaundice—

Although the neighbors and siblings were gone,
you and I most hold onto father’s arm for the sake of 
a deformed child’s fatality that couldn’t come...

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Blessed Assumption of the Immaculata! I wrote this in honor of Fr. Kolbe… they are the same, but not the same -- at the same time. Love the Immaculata! :D


7 sorrows of Fr. Kolbe :(

1....

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If tomorrow, I gave the world my eyes
Sorrow and hurt would be seen
If I gave them my mouth for a disguise
Filth and despair would be keen
If I could bare to spare them my nose
Smoke and...

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Pen to Paper is Labour to the Mind

Ink scrambled across pages in a form of letters results in knowledge acquisition

Like a dome filled with bodies the mind undergoes infestation

To think a tick to my scribbles...

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Perceptions, like tender sun rays, swiftly peep in,
With inference as sharp as the prick of a pin;
Comparison, like a physical balance, weighs,
With the sound of assertion, awareness does blaze...!

Like a light that illumines the properties,...

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The best of bards is back
Holding a poetic pack
Returning from exile
Where for a scorpion while,
He buried pen in graves
And sang his songs in caves.

I,a buried,single seed
Repr'senting a silver bead,
Which undergoes a mould,
And was change into...

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