Long Wallows Poems

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Though still within our infancy, 
we strive to thrive, but woefully 
we flash and flaunt our 'primacy',
display our trophies pridefully.
 
Our terra firma ecstasy
destroys survival's harmony,
lays waste to life on land and sea.
Mankind, thy name...

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each of us gives in from a faithful friend,
Watch through the beaten tower
We give in way to soon...
This Newest piece, "The utmost for his highest."

covers all known bases to fuel the fan in
look deeper in...

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January: is mountain of blessing where the births sing with hope for those 
Semen mentioned on this occasion to Ottoman Empire where conqueror doesn't 
Need dozens of sword to shout. He only understands the cap...

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Virtue, thou art old wine of vague value
Admired even by vintners nary more,
Nor by the adherents taking time’s cue,
Ye decorate archaic ancient lore.

Watch new high-fliers that surface from shores—
Go-getters getting tonnes in rare offers,
Tiger stripes,...

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His restless wolves still taunt each dauntless ship,
though sly attrition neutralized their hunt,
for subterfuge let not a whisper slip
as vantage shifted on the battlefront.
A riddle solved unveiled the raging packs
as alpha domination was denied.
The murky...

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Daylight Savings Time – March 13th,   2022

A long time graduate courtesy 
Hard Knocks alum,
once again yours truly 
posts reasonable rhyme 
about shortest day of the year.

Two o'clock Ante Meridiem 
nostri Jesu Christi 
hour...

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I cannot focus on the focal point to equivocal, the pain in my memory, to memorial site. The night smells gunpowder in the middle galaxy to summon the smart, south to Saturn where I rest...

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I opened the rusted iron gateway
bound in chain and wire, to find a landing
caked in muddied footprints, scattered about like roaches
Magpie shadows course the rain soaked streets
and puddle patterns reflect temptation as light flickers
from second...

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The Appalachian Trail is quite a long path.
Not many can go the whole way.
For those not content to do the math
It’s five million strides, so they say.

Most hikers elect to go part of the way.
A...

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O' Cenobite, Dar'est Thy Soul Await

Alas! By what right is such assailing
amidst uproar, then half-truths a'telling
Does not morn gift upon grass falling dew
yet truth perseveres despite what others do
Aye! But 'tis not fickle applause a...

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You were my delight my only child that I prayed for.
My joy overcrowded all thoughts from that day on
I burped you, changed your diapers, and watched you grow.
Take your first steps, I recall patting you...

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Man, seldom a straightforward animal, 
Long lost in the deserts of weariness,
Wants to flee from a life of denial, 
Wallows no less still in piles of warm ash,
 
And feeling hurt, he nurses hidden strife,...

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Pen Wakes, Shakes And Casts Its Darkest Long Frown

When faithful pen, releases not its ink
heaven and stars refuse usual blinks
moon dims and lets out moaning mournful cries
poison arrows shoot across wailing skies
Paper cringes in desperate...

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There are meanderings who itch and creep
    To fill my night with dread.
There are cataclysms where I cringe and cower
    That are better left unsaid
And there's an apparition to...

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Escape the tort of our avarice world
Defy the ones who shift the blame
Deter the decadence forgetting shame
Freedom is on the top of the bare eyes
Beyond the consciousness of The Human Kind
Search harder and then you'll...

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Yours truly does readily confess
the following poem crafted more or less
approximately a year ago,
when coronavirus (COVID-19)
wrought havoc creating global mess
when panic against collective temple did press
a feeling of melancholy and world-weariness.

Along luscious green acres banks...

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There’s something about my love for my daughter, 
maybe it’s all the lessons I have taught her.
Her bubbly smiles and ways only youth can display, 
her growing independence, she’s too old to play. 
Yes, there...

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Before it’s too late

Distant bells clatter on cloud fed weathered skies where
darkness creeps past low light vestibules, faded beams flicker 
Short skirts wave in a winter wind, breezy attributes
revealing fishnet thighs calling to the next...

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Trinkets of touch saved for memories keeping
Traces of love we now lock in our hearts
Days never end as the mornings beginning
Tears find their path in our moments apart
 ~
Catching a glimpse of the barren horizon
Wondering...

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              In a place where the fog pillows 
     a dreamscape of the hidden en trance wallows its...

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AND THIS TOO SHALL PASS...IF WE DO THE RIGHT THING
 
Shameful as it is, this burden place is still my land; 
Though a broken house it may be, it's still my home.
Her foundation is cracked...

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Along luscious green acres banks steep grade
(in close proximity to 
Petticoat Junction) naturemade
Perkiomen Valley watershed,
verdant landscape displayed
yours truly, (a garden variety
proto human) arrayed

solely donning birthday suit,
whose fifty plus shades hair gone grayed,
i.e. one infinitesimal measly...

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Poetry IS the Mother of ALL art.
The completion and the part.
A private punchline-divine.
Be it the fruit or be it the vine.
It is The IS, sometimes the Music,
sometimes the Muse for us.
The usery that uses us.
The...

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FLUNG
against the drab ashen phonon sky
WEIGHTED
with the ghostly iron clad jaws
of bitter winter's grip
BITING
the feather-flared Doves
gravid with
FATIGUE
in the ill-laden onerous air

The rough coated dog
with ice-tipped ears
COLLAPSED
in a ravine of surrender
to the corridor of street gutters
SEEKING
shelter...

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To All Mothers Everywhere
To all mothers
everywhere
Why do you part your legs
toward
the 21st Centaury
Didn’t you know
That the future is our final station
Where the monkey sits and waits
To collect
For a debt that has long been owed?
And he...

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