Long Wonton Poems

Ah...Satisfactorily Succumbing Into Salubrious Sleep

Aye sandman, I surrender to yar supreme governance
surreal spectacular soiree gifts subconscious sphere
soothing (analogous to natural palliative), ah...REM
member nought, asper exquisite entertaining cerebral
kaleidoscope replete with nonpareil visual trappings

aesthetically tantalizing unforgettable..., but...

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Written for my earthly adoptive, adaptive; Father.



Who passed away from cancers of the spine, brain, and lungs. 



He told me that he had a good life and was honestly grateful to our Creator for this!



No,...

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Obstinance, indifference, blind tendentiousness towards one's own self. These are all the shattering of my scattered thoughts of myself and you today.

Just as I woke up to these conditions that I am placing upon this...

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The poetry of the COVID era (read to the end)

Thai pineapple rice. Wonton and Yaki Soba
Tortufo ice cream. Scallopini veal, halva and also soda
Tamago, octopus and yellowtail. Ribs, pasta fagioli.
Meat lover’s pie, sword fish, big...

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Yes, I looked deep into the palm of my hand nope no muse for any of us there. 

Then I took off lollygagging on a whim with the wind's rushing. Yes, but only the effects...

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Reviewing mine writings of yore...

(today February nineteenth
two thousand and twenty two)
helps me to become more adept
crafting literary endeavors.

Remembrance of past circumstances
and/or happenstances,
which trials and tribulations
(particularly warm fuzzy memories)
brings to cobweb riddled mind
a quaint uncomplicated existence,
where...

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Lyricvixen's Fried Wonton Recipe

childlike memories with
an adult like twist
(just: a tiny dollop + ketchup & mustard & pickles
    ?? a McDonald's Mickey D's thing going on )

1.) ?? first overnight "soaking" 1/4...

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There are causes that lead all life on to be generous; either acting hatefully; or ever-lovingly. 

Hate acts upon and is all based within whatever condition offered to us. 

All found and resting upon the...

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 "...and 
the modist 
carving 
into the 
closet 
door 
read: 

"I do not place my life, nor my trust, 
my belief nor my faith within 
the 
resume 
of man, 
nor within 
his cause. 

For he...

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I AM HIS

I've fallen beneath the masters spell,
A spiritual outcast amongst my own kind,
I am his, a wontan thing to pleasures desire.
Burning shackles of passion, bind my heart,
Tortures beast of burden, just to ask, it...

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*Vaaz= vase 

You offered roses delivered thorns, blood drips and your body adorns ~
Slumped, soaked in crimson your heart forever mine, retribution has come, my bloody valentine—by Poet

Once upon a time lived Angel, an androgynous...

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Melodies of Romance

I can imagine sweet memories of melodies of romance as we harmonize
Of magical moments in time of a vibrant view of an aquamarine ocean
As I hear a constant rthymn inviting as a commotion...

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I so love this, fact, friend, Happy Birthday! We are in charge of our very own monotony, and Joy and hope, and peace! 

... 

What truth we constantly find that arrives unconditionally, and ever-wonton to...

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Patrick Ferguson and the battle of Kings Mountain

He rode up to the mountain in great haste
planning vile acts, and much wonton waste.
Hiding, the whigs taunting, scattered about.
They were in waiting, the mountain through out.

Brave volunteers...

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*This poem was written for Nikko's contest.  The letters "H E A D S" weren't allowed.  I won 1st place in the contest :)


Pimp, Cowboy, Gigolo willfully confirm Cook off
Vow to cook juicy...

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Shadows cast on yesterdays
Haunt her still, as she recalls
A time of impurity.
Masking her loneliness, she
Excelled at performing sex,
Fulfilling an inner need.  		
Uncertain of whom to trust,
Lust controlled her libido.

For when she sold her body,
Every...

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Kept wonton and willing, the new day's many, flower' petaline; all opening up to the moment. 

If but only briefly, and if but only merely, and if but just once; now all beholden under the...

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. 154 Words . Our Very Best .




Yes, I am the raw vision, of my true, self wonton, and willing to succeed within this moment infinitely supported and surrendered to all of us, by our...

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Years ago on Turkey Day
My father, in a snit,
Let traffic get the best of him,
Announcing, “This is it!”

He turned the car ‘round in a huff;
My mom’s pleas were rejected.
My aunt had planned a massive feast
At...

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Everybody knows that Chinese food is the most healthiest, tastiest food on the planet.
It's originally made in China. Their food is so delicious, it's like going to Beijing,
China. What I really love about Chinese food...

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Nighttime glows filling up the sky

A crescent moon shining bright

A thousand stars streaming high

Thoughts of you are in my sight

 shimmering locks stream in the breeze

 soft red shine upon your cheeks

 glossy lips inviting...

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Anyone can write a poem
I mean, they’ve never passed a law
and with the quick access to paper
and all.

Of course, the serial poet’s the danger
that keeps us up at night - someone lacking 
the gene for...

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blonde hair
an immediate impression
for some a happy, marvelous one
others immediately look for prissy, or a snob
Some think she must be a lively dancer

red hair
an immediate impression
for some a wild, crazy, wonton woman
others think she must...

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I’m no poor man unless I give away
What life and beauty owe me more than most,
Although I do not fear that I would ever stray
From love of which I’d sooner dream than boast. 
When all...

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Between the breathless dawn of glorious glow
and twilight's sensual soft moonlight
the wonton nectar of romance aches
to fuse with fervent lover's lips
in supple yielding and fervor's confession

this secret expressed to the mouth
searches the boundaries of longing
to...

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