Long Widgets Poems

How I Got Richer and What I Did Next



I struck a sly deal with some Wall Street investors.
I shorted 'em stocks that didn't exist!
But they got me back (those post-empty-nesters)
by making fake deals I couldn't...

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I met with some bankers in fine textured suits.
I struck a deal quick. (I had such a knack.)
I offered rare cacti and tropical fruits – 
a cure-all for things that ail your back.

I served 'em...

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Harumph To Holiday Hoopla – Phish Pshaw!

Relieved of fatherhood Saint
Nick schtick found me
to relinquish ratty outfit, and stow away zee bras
like padding and "FAKE flowing beard,
ah...don't remind me,
those well worn faux paws

of each dear deer...

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Eden Liat Harris – I Praise

Twenty two years ago
     December twenty second,
two thousand eighteen
"star student" born
this papa (and most
     likely thee birth mother)
    ...

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In St. Pete 
Where there is heat 
They will compete 
In a game that may not be so sweet 

You see there are these knights 
Who must fend off the herd and all their fights,...

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I was at one thirty once,
Now I am at two fifteen,
Time has moved incrementally,
Like my weight and BMI,
Crept up gradually, in small bites,
Of cheesecakes and raspberries,
And sips of mellow liqueurs.
The jelly donuts, braised salmon,
And finely...

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Mushroom clouds cover the planet
And deadly viruses to advance the plan
An obsolete species draws its last breath
The dust settles on the skulls of man

Souls free to soar the heights
From the direction of alien minds
Too emotional...

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"Like the silence that screams, cursing solitude
... whispers of faith sing patiently with prayers"

                     ...

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My sister Bridget loves her widgets,
the box-set goes beyond her digits,
never mind, she is addicted,
that's not what we predicted.

To save money, she tries to convince,
as no TV licence does she subscribe,
but a million box-sets no...

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Well-established wonder-stricken wayfarers will work with wizards,
who worry worm-eating warblers will wander by with Wyandottes.
Witchdoctors wallowing with Weiss beer will widen willowy wonky
widow’s walks.  Who? What? When? Why? Why not?

Wonderful wearisome woolly Willies whose...

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Gone digital
begun/beginning
Networking with me-self
Can't find a full-stop
to stop

What yer looking at fish-face???
Yer know
since yesterday
I can't find me thumbs
falling feet first
in-ter sub-monkey skills
I need more,
more white widgets
and black toggles-
got the wobbles, a bit keyed-up

Mind knitting its...

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Wrinkled, worn, and weather-beaten
one old hat sits a loft a dusty shelf.
A witness to individual history,
a vision of days gone by
of both good and bad times,
a garment of many memories.

Like a King's crown,
the hat once...

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Sometimes I admire the littlest things
A simple rock. A blade of grass. 
They need no future goals, no tax exemptions
They don’t need to go anywhere or be anything
They just are. 

Sometimes, especially when I’m reading...

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Pens, and pen knives,
minor gadgets and gizmos,
chopsticks
old zippo lighters,
motheaten books
that crumble an old-fashioned wisdom
into the mush of a quaint twaddle,
words to muddle over
on a day locked into a raincloud.

He collected all sorts -
mostly useless things,
mostly...

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I got myself a secret..

SHHH! 

I got me a secret, 
My phone is full of widget,
One of my widgets is a secret...

A safe for all my secrets..
777pass me a biscuit.
No one knows my secrets.

SHHH!

LOL~ ...

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