Long Unpracticed Poems

Gotcha! Once respectable haute cuisine thief Sue She...,
a septuagenarian renown for his trademark prank
to steal himself into a neighboring house,
and prepare an elaborate meal
unsuspectedly nabbed gorging
(ala man versus food
Adam Montgomery Richman fame
Brooklyn, New York boy)
at...

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The (tongue In Cheek) Balm...
Of "permanent" Sleep

Abbott, nothing beats the
     immortal heavenly reincarnation
     after mortality odometer
     unexpectedly set to zeros
preparing deceased
  ...

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First borne kin of me loin, why just like yesterday 
Unbeknownst to this then unpracticed dada how tempus fugit 
   Will in a brief flash (like time lapse photography) steal a way
Thine eldest...

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Sinister intentions are met with solitude
A ghastly grin greets the grimy windows
And who knows where the words will begin
But we all know they'll end in some awful rhyme
So forced and juvenile we'll be shaking our...

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We've built walls where bridges could be,
Painted skies with the dull gray of "should be"
Instead of the wild colors of "could be."

Look around you
What do you call a failure?
What do you name success?
Who taught you...

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As your wicked fingers crawl onto the tightened metal,
I feel myself loosing control, reminiscing my presence
as if it is the holy lord's forbidden prayer,
That is toxic, yet it shows me the unknown fantasies...
As those pointed...

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For a reason unknown I awoke in the night
While the sun approached the edge as it might
If it wished to awaken this side of the ball
With the slightest of nudges, if any at all.

No. I’d...

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Kindness consists of love in action,
not just feelings of warm fuzzies.
It’s done not in self-interest,
but is repaid in other ways.
Staying selfless, not selfish,
not transacting one-sidedly,
it makes both parties smile,
even bringing joy’s tears.

Acts of kindness are...

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Patient Hope is on a stoic decline
The celluloid tread mill 
is crybaby set 
on an aorta sob incline —  
A cardio faithless, vertical whine

Shouldering the weight of personal decisions,
is seen nowadays 
as an irresponsible,...

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old simon

he hides beneath the brim 
of an old straw hat with many years
of service pressing down to shade
eyes of unknown hue 
so long have they been
in exile from the sun.

a service smile sat
uncomfortably on...

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All is bright, and I betwixt God and you,
  the kookaburra is in the willow,
and honeyeaters in the honeydew
  flitter as I lay your breast and pillow.
You are my morning and evening star,
...

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This country has been washed white 
Clean of carpetbaggers  centuries
But we do not forget common things
Like bodies black
And tossed away before the eyes
What marks miserable memory then
Is not the story telling new
How vulnerable is...

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You were too cool to think the same things were neat that I did-
            the mundane was beneath the notice of your evolved intellect.

You...

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