Long Youngish Poems

The reading of Villon poems at West Berlin’s Free University, Winter Semester 1957-58
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Acknowledgement forthcoming today February 8th, 2022

Matthew and Abby Harris
express gratitude concerning largesse
regarding quite a few bags of comestibles
plus two twenty five dollar gift cards
applicable at Giant supermarket.

After myself and the missus
(courtesy friendly youngish gal)
beckoned, motioned, and...

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My blood ran cold
when my grandpa told
the story you’re about to hear
of moral laws
broke by great grandpa,
that would bring all involved to tears.

It was one day
in seventy-eight,
I was a young buck of eighteen,
I felt in...

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Back when I was a youngish man
this was a tale I heard,
and thinking back upon in now,
just makes it seem absurd.
It was about a truck-driver
out roaming the highways,
but cargo wasn’t what he brought,
when he showed...

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I was walking through a wood, trees to the right-hand side of me on a slope -
upwards; rocks to the left-hand side of me, sloping down towards a lake.  As I 
walked along, I...

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The youngish woman danced to a rollicking tune
                        Up early at quarter...

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Hey I'll travel into that computer the one that sees everything..' I will get to know even 
more about what's going on in this place..! Ohhh..' there's lots of pulses in here, I think
I shall...

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F riendly faithful, flexible, far-sighted, fulfilling favors…
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"Why you sitting out here Dele?",
She squeaked.
"You gonna be those tiny bitters' food!",
She exclaimed.
If there ever was more to Ollie,
It'd be more squeaks and exclaims.
I sits on the stairs out on the porch.
She makes to...

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Shopping alone

It was raining, she didn't want to go out
watching the funeral of a famous singer 
the mourning took all day, playing him 
singing when he had hair and was youngish
I drove to the supermarket that had 
indoor...

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A chubby ambulance with blinking lights
Rolled up to the house next door
As if a stream of steady hurt
Had been screaming forevermore
Followed by a wailing dog
Where would his master go?
Followed by his live in whore
Taken in...

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The woman decides 
on which cat to take home
from the local pound.

She had been torn 
between two. 

She had viewed
a youngish grey-white 
cat, nervous, bold.

And uncomfortable-
looking. Yet his fur
colors remind 

the woman 
of storm-clouds, 
heavy...

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He trotted up to Hamlin’s Bar,
stopping in for a quick drink.
He sat a tall, blue roan Mustang,
with a hide like darkest ink.

He paced into the noisy saloon,
amidst gamblers, drunks, and whores,
walked up to the simple...

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You were my mentor of The Word

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astronomical anatomical atoms
buying brilliant blubbery bimbo blobs
collecting claustrophobic colorized clandescently clams
depicting deplorable dependable depraved dendrites
enticing and enlisting energetic enthusiastic enigmas
finally fueling fussy frisky flatulence, forming fleece finders
giving gluttonous glorious gargoyles grinning grace
holding heavy-handed hospital heathens
Ignoring...

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the sad vicar

The vicar walks in front of the funeral procession
appears a bit wobbly, perhaps due to elderliness
eyes are watery, and the smell of lotion is too strong 
He lost faith years ago praying in churches,...

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She played the harp, I fell in love,
It was easy don’t you see?
I was only six or seven,
She was youngish, twenty three.

I was sitting with my parents
And her concert was in town,
Harp and voice reaching...

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My church is gothic, ancient, and smells like wax.
Many business dealings here, all kinds of pacts.
The daddies are sleeping, or pretending, at least.
The mommies are fawning at the cute youngish priest.

We children dare not squirm...

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a new house

I saw a photo from a long time, so long it doesn’t matter when
the photo was taken; by a couple still youngish with four children 
of school age outside a newly constructed house
The...

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The body people never see
Is the one I keep inside of me.
I know they see me getting old,
With hair no longer quite so gold,
Perhaps my back is not as straight.
Maybe they see I have to...

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Alabaster annoyance 
Blatantly breathes bulbous brightness
Cadaverous comedy caring 
Daintily during delicate delivery
Exciting elderly enigma.
Furious fiery feeler
Gregariously greets
High-handed hustler
Ignoring imaginative immediates
Jauntily jeering judiciously.
Kangaroo kisses kibitzes
Leaving luxurious loners
Merrily masticating mincemeat.
Never-do-wells needing knowledge
Ostentatiously officiate on orange orangutans.
Precariously polite...

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new mothers

            young  
		
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THE SOLDIER

HE SAT DOWN WITH US
A BEERY GROUP OF YOUNGISH MEN
NOT WANTING TO BE OLD AND REACH THIRTY
WE TALKED OF SEX ESCAPADES AND 
MONEY-MAKING SCHEMES WHICH HAD 
FALLEN DOWN 
AND BOUNCED AWAY FROM THE TV...

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It seems but yesterday that I said my

first shy hello to Joan in winter time.

That season she was home from high school by

her father's leave from distant state and clime.


Her smile rent my young rogue...

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Oh circular scrunchie
How are you ?
You have been tangled up in women’s hair
For far too long
Scratching the long curly beads
Of millions of youngish females worldwide 
For decades now
Connecting brunettes blondes and redheads alike
Protecting the very...

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