Long Unexciting Poems

I was reclining upon soft pillows, in my spacious window seat,
Savoring pretty views and sunshine, while I nibbled on a treat.

Alternately I read my novel, and gazed on the tranquil scene, 
As one gazes at...

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(alternate title: days of yore bubba's zayda
flush with buggy boo horse sense).

Norristown City Hall police person
informed yours truly
on September 15th, 2020
mine automotive driver license expired,
thus between January 13th 2019
and September 17th, 2020
I drove automobile,
(whether borrowed...

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Why do I write everything?
Always writing, always, always, incessantly,
Details about my small little life---
A life that is nearly always unexciting---
Filling pages, wasting paper and memory space.
Why do I write everything?
For a while, I thought that...

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Stillness with movement,
Silence but loud.
Darkness and cold,
enclosed but wide open.

I remember my life 
as an empty classroom.
Everyday was still and slow,
but it passed fast and unexciting.
I was alone in my pain, 
loud but unheard.
I could...

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ALICE  MEETS  ULYSSES


On a string up in the sky  her activity was  flying a  cat. 
She just wouldn’t say, the  lips were sealed,
Up there with ceiling wax.  She...

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REDEMPTION FOR SOMETHING
THAT MEANS SOMETHING
ONLY TO THOSE WHO ARE INVOLVED
BOWING BEFORE MEN WHO
WISH YOU TO SEE THEM AS SUPERIOR
WHETHER YOU ARE BETTER OF BEST
BEYOND THE FEATS OF STRENGTHS
BEYOND THE RECOGNITION OF
A PAST THAT MADE YOU...

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Hackers

Systems’ dare-devil invaders
And secret passwords discoverers:
Into the privacy of computers intruding,
Their mouse masterfully clicking
And their sleeping documents awaking,
With treasured, classified files
Going unauthorized miles!

Jumpers at an opening door,
With throat –slitting knives
Rather than keepers of either hand...

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The sex was unexciting as it was unimportant

Like the silk red knickers

That didn’t really define her

Or the cross chained around her neck

That didn’t protect her

He sensed she was more broken than him

Strange how broken people...

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The world is full of the things we see
But more than these are the things unseen,
An example is the wind that sweeps rain to us
And the lust that leads to things obscene.

The faith that believers...

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A winter’s walk may sound cold and unexciting.
Would you believe it can be so warm and inviting?
Indeed the beauty that is seen can warm you inside.
Not just the bright scene of snow, bringing pride.
Take the...

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Walking together entwined in the moonshine,
you whispered the tune of the autumn breeze.
Your enigmatic smile, the mirage of illusion,
sparkled in my stellar sky of yearning.

When the freezing wind of discontent blew,
your insipid lips curled like...

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Despite vanilla's subtle sweet and unique exquisiteness
it's encumbered by being considered plain basic and unexciting.
It's seen as being neutral, insipid in need of embellishment
It's a blank soft white canvas needing to be added to.
But in...

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THE PENGUIN

Way down south on a continent frozen
The penguin a tough life has chosen
Though you’d think he’d be coy
Like a super-cool playboy
You’ll find him out preening and posin’

With movement on foot unexciting
He shuffles along then...

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Dad´s Army 

On the Milky Way a black cloud appeared,
not dark as the night, but as a whole year
of winter nights put together and blended  
with stygian thoughts of a suicidal dictator.
Then slowly the...

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I was only six years old when Grandma Hattie died, but through the years I’d stayed with her a lot.

And I recall the last time that we went to visit her, how…as we left…Mom put...

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Life. I feel like I have no life. No energy fills up inside me.

Out of touch. I feel out of touch when the feeling to drink doesn't consume me.

Sucky. I feel like I suck when...

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