Long Underscore Poems

Doomsday Clock minute hand...

hovers over 100 seconds to midnight 
as of January 2022, 
which apocalyptic prognostication
established by the Bulletin 
of Atomic Scientists
maintained since 1947, 
the clock quantifies a metaphor 
for threats to humanity 
from unchecked...

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each of us is naked inside our clothes left as a tender rose as you suppose
an untimely gift so you get my drift in a center from the mind you got this
a tender swept deal...

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each of us is naked inside our clothes left as a tender rose as you suppose
an untimely gift so you get my drift in a center from the mind you got this
a tender swept deal...

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As gods go forth to set the world a fire
‘tis ego that consumes the despot mind.
While domination seeks its epic spire,
the raging wars from east to west align.
‘Tis mere despite that veils a wailing world
then...

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From 2010. Narrator is Robert Gibbs, snooty White House Press Secretary.

Lay, O Lord, a curse on press men, rude and churlish, sad, obsessed men 
Who persist to query me on matters they know I must...

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Doomsday Clock January 2022...

the most recent tabulation
signaled one hundred seconds to midnight

A couple years ago
similarly titled poem I did write,
yet looms as harbinger unless
Homo sapiens can unite
one non Yiddish speaking
Ongematert wishing ye
fare thee well tonight
before...

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An evening stroll, on a chill night,
under the silver light of the horizon moon. 
Life that burst among a small acreage, 
of old-growth forests, flourished. 

A delightful flurry of fireflies, drifting,
twinkle among the foliage, an...

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On a headstone in the ground, 
a life's summation can be found:
born and died and little more
marks the end with an underscore.

Before I die I'd like to say
all that happened along the way.
There's a story...

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Awareness about behavior,
present since mine days of yore
an unswerving allie analogous
to peacekeeper ending civil war
belated insight suddenly realized

(better late than never) doth underscore
incumbent proactive communication stance
belatedly bestowed omnipotent awareness
crucial fostering ingredient to shore
maternal bond above

bejesus...

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Wibble wibble wobble is a typhoon of trouble in a whirling mist of beautifully arranged but mediocre sand castles. Sand castles are great to live in. They carry the might of the ocean. The deep...

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Quantum Glyphs 

A particle’s not a particle,
a wave is not a wave. 
It’s more or less equations,
of the way that they behave. 

The particles aren't our focus,
of the why and for the how.
No... everything’s the...

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This is two parter. The first dealing with the abuse of the mother. The second part is about her child, growing up in care

The Girl, Part 1

A foetus from a mother’s womb

Prematurely born too soon

Due...

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wing my loss) if grim reaper 
     came for das scribe as skew
ward poem attempted to infer, now 
circling back to your queue
ped ditty linkedin with aforementioned 
   ...

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Looms as harbinger unless
Homo sapiens can unite
one non Yiddish speaking
Ongematert wishing ye
fare thee well tonight
before betokening apocalyptic sight
'course one must go about
her/his business - right?

Rhetorical question - yet
impossible mission quite
challenging, where one
brother grimm ponders plight
Cosmofunnel...

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Memories like a Chinese dragon
fluid~~~multihued~~~rattling.

I wrestle my brain,
p                          i
 i...

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Attempt to shine
     flickering figurative klieg light
with the help of hyperbole
     on poverty wrought
debutante material, this predicated
     on my own unbiased thought
initially related...

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I made a firm commitment long ago
	to read great novels frequently, not just
	when I had time to kill or took a class
	in college, for then reading was a must.

	I love suspense involving clients, laws,
	and litigators....

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Into what wisp of cloud or clod did my poem flee?
Into what minuscular pinch of diaphanous, free-floating empyreal, stratospheric air did my figurative furled parchment disappear?
Where are those poignant yet comic, yet weird and allusive...

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Absolutely annihilated another one as adverbs and adjectives aimed accurately at both barking brown bulldogs, causing complete chaos.
N city coppers come quicker considering crime's definitely doubled downtown due to deputies duccn duties, eventually exposed everybody's...

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The last embers of daylight gleam across a round sky
to leave a red ribbon on the horizon...to underscore

The flourishing evening invites us in
as we slide our feet through the sea's soft sand
where waves lap the...

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Disasters have plagued our planet since the dawn of time,
When primitive creatures rose from primordial slime, 
And a comet came down to hit a dinosaur’s head,
Causing a headache so bad, he was better off dead.
So,...

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If I ruled the world I'd paint it mostly blue,
Spiders would build the finest webs - I'd decree the morning dew,
Auroras would shimmer above the poles, their colors ringing true,
Those would follow my first thought,...

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To dream once more, to dream once more
                 To find that place which thrills me so
Where thought allows my...

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The poem and poet merge on the page
And the cruel pandemic has its presence
Its nature strikes me with dark words of rage
Death teases humankind unpleasantly

Time's essence is so hard to understand
Mighty nature sweeps down on...

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Daddy's girl:
The jewel of his eye.His sweet potato pie
Daddy's girl:
The precious pearl of the sea. Daddy's 
world revolves around his little girl you
see. She is cute and cuddly as can be,
wanting to show off for...

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