Long Yap Poems

The Spaniel

A Spaniel that uses its head 
Can tell when its owner’s unfed 
So instead of a duck
That is down on its luck 
Will deliver a pizza instead
 
The Afghan Hound

The Afghan’s a dog groomer’s...

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The Cold Doorknobs 

I.
I am sure there will be that profound moment in time
when the dog out back will stop its incessant yapping,
Its unrelenting impulse to belch out its interminable wails, 
alas, to inform its...

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Within my quasi moat toad lily padded immediate environs

Meaning the corporeal complex edifice
housing these lovely bones, 
where linkedin logorrhea ably
strives to break out 
in meaningless song 
yobble hum hum diddle dee dee
and dance courtesy 
an...

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Sy Roth - 3 Poems
12/17/20130 Comments
 
Picture
Silence

I’ve dreamt often that she crept deep
Into my cellular structure, 
Some time in the nightfall of my being
And planted deeply into my mitochondrion,
A magical silence pill,
Drowning the kittens of...

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Kublai winter days are slow and steady. He is now my fluffy
old boy dog. Sleeps a lot and is somewhat of a loner. Genghis and Sassy
follow me always wanting my attention. Not Kublai, I have...

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The typewriters tap,
with a rat-a-tat-tat,
like a fourth estate rap
to provide us the pap
(that serves as a snack with a rat-a-tat-tat)
in a newspaper scrap
crammed with meaningless crap
from the editor's yap
(spewing flimflamy flak, booming rat-a-tat-tat)
after gashing a...

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The Rottweiler

I wouldn’t provoke a Rottweiler
Not unless I were prepped like a miler
Seems a little inbreeding
Done without heeding
Has turned Benji into a Sieg Heiler

The Saint Bernard

Though not in his nature to beg
He would flip for...

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Tommy swore he heard him whimper
his mother said it to be the wind
his dad said overactive imagination
but I did hear it, here we go again

Tommy would put out bowls of water and food
his mother would...

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Before scant opportunity
to make amends totally tubular slips away,
I (one generic doubting thomas)
reach out across cyberspace without delay
jumpstarting and kickstarting reflections
linkedin with fifty plus shades of gray
snapchatting and twittering
do you know the way to San...

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Dismantling Of A Growing Nation

Back in late 70s, while I was just another fresh face in a local varsity....
Racial based politics was gaining grounds with public sympathies....
Remembered distinctly DAP, the opposition party,  was gaining...

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Every morning at a quarter to six, I can hear my he him trotting down the hallway to the bed where I lay, shriveled up under my weighted blanket, so fat and un-tall.
There’s a part...

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While sidestepping impediments,
Achilles heel stricken with paralyzing zap
chronically inducing captain klutz
to bemoan and yap,
i.e. (think) booby trap
strategically laid down by the missus -

necessitating yours truly
to patschke with marauder map
in an to circumvent and handicap
becoming lame...

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There was once a kind hearted young man, who just didn’t believe in God.
To him it didn’t make sense, but his mother continued to prod.
Why would a benevolent being, choose to come here as a...

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A spider in a clock makes the hands sing. "clock right you can nearly sing it la la la". Whilst ignoring pan handles whilst sweeping the floor is not very wise. Pan handles can and...

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A yip
And a yap
And I am
Out the door fast
With a dog in front
That really needs to go
He sprints outside
And I follow in his stead
Only staying in the yard
So I’ll only close
The door to the house
Outside,...

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es 1/29/11 

                             Dead puppies are no...

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Picky child I was
before & still am as
I’m writing this
picky, petite poem –

I am different
now…I’ve changed for
the better, though
it was a challenging
chore
Clever and cheery
teenager I am in the
present and past,
getting used to
foods I once didn’t
adore...

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Renegades Foreva!

Renegade teenage rage babes 
thinkin’ they all grown, all knowin’ 
when they seedlin’s barely sown
bleedin’ teenage angst with teenage crankst
always rhymin’ and mis-timin’ some poetry-crimin’  
mis-mashin', diss-bashin' 
word-clashin' song 
heard on some half-sappy,...

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So I asked my little Kublai with his big sad face
Where are the doggy toys that once litter the place
No chewy ball, no pull rope or bone of cloth
No toy birds or animals how did...

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No peace in life, so much rat race around,
In a world of tension we are drowned,
No time to relax, deadlines surround,
All smiles are replaced by frowns.
 
Future of the country dangles, politics is in a...

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(now for thumb sing completely different.
to offset global warming debacle.)

Tis routine sleep simply, aye
refer, and absolutely necessary
   if ye decry
and/or beg to differ 
     with this “NON FAKE” 
...

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Hi, my name is Ollyver, and here’s my doggie view:
You could call me simply “Boo” and I’d still come to you!

I’m fluffy white, the mini version of an Eskimo.
My human lady makes me go out...

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THE CERTAINTY? 

Every Sunday at 10.35, whatever the season,
The elderly couple from down the road walk by on their way to Matins.
It used to be 10.45 in their prime but, as age creeps on, it...

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looking at the sky so blue, white distorted clouds,
all alone, nice and peaceful away from the crowds,

enjoying the silence, not being bothered, clouds rarely moving,
A gentle breeze pushing them on, cool and soothing,
 
swallows and...

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Anxiety went into overdrive regarding...
"check engine light" being on

I desperately clutched
(the Peanuts stuffed animal) Woodstock
to help me absorb shock.

What invisible agent
provocateur née ghost in the machine
sinister force hell bent
to rob me of every red cent,
whereby...

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