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Maurice Rigoler Poem
Nerds, misfits, and flakes
my family line progenerates.
I’m the only one I hear
not odd, bizarre or weird.
Family members, naturally,
view me with suspicion,
they fear my normality
has ended a proud tradition.
Copyright © Maurice Rigoler | Year Posted 2024
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Maurice Rigoler Poem
Her pregnancy was like an open book
quite readable with just a cursory look.
She wore a gown that trailed in white
and grinned a guiltless smile as bright.
And why not, white was only a tradition,
her virginity a sold out first edition.
Copyright © Maurice Rigoler | Year Posted 2024
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Maurice Rigoler Poem
History’s always been a motley cast
of characters gratefully now dead at last.
No longer do they wield the flesh
with words, commands, decrees –
it’s the rotten stench of their legacies
we still choke on daily as if fresh.
Copyright © Maurice Rigoler | Year Posted 2025
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Maurice Rigoler Poem
Describing Hell
as cold as Hell
is not a good
comparative.
And freezing
your butt off there
is no better
an alternative.
Copyright © Maurice Rigoler | Year Posted 2025
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Maurice Rigoler Poem
To begin with, I underestimated
the undertaking. A sonnet may look
easy, but in fact it’s complicated –
if written strictly by the book.
Fourteen lines of rhymed iambics composed
of three four-line stanzas with a couplet
tacked at the end, on my skill imposed
more work than I cared to give a sonnet.
Well, never one to labor needlessly,
I thought I’d start with seven lines, you see –
to ease the stress. It then came to me,
why not limit seven lines to only three?
Yet, for a first try, three lines seemed a lot,
better faster and easier with only two,
which is exactly what I proceeded to do.
But even as I was determined to start,
a single line seemed a better strategy.
Sound reasoning that, and expedient, too;
and if expedient is what I wanted to be,
half a line was a dream come true!
I then took a break to have a drink –
to rest my brain and give it space to think.
Beer seemed weak; I needed something stronger,
whose effect was quicker and lasted longer.
Well, it worked, though the alcohol’s effect
didn’t help a bit, regretting my ambition
did not conform to the book’s definition
so I deleted the entire @!##$ project!
Copyright © Maurice Rigoler | Year Posted 2025
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Maurice Rigoler Poem
Blue Shades
Handsome, assured, dressed to attract
a vulnerable eye, he leans against
the storefront window, weight shifted
to one hip, signifying a certain ease
and restfulness. Too self-conscious,
too caught up in his artificial vanity,
it’s not likely he knows himself beneath
the skin, and fears the thought of wanting to.
And so takes refuge behind an ever-changing
façade of clothes and behavior, exactly like
his peers, hiding behind large blue-tinted shades
like eyes of a mutant fly, becoming this today,
that tomorrow, adjusting nicely to a world
in constant flux, rushing him by like a napkin
thrown from a speeding car, never daring
for a second that his try at anonymity
has made him all the more conspicuous.
Copyright © Maurice Rigoler | Year Posted 2025
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Maurice Rigoler Poem
Soon after he died
on his gravestone they inscribed:
Born naked, ugly, bald,
died inconsolably appalled.
Copyright © Maurice Rigoler | Year Posted 2024
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Maurice Rigoler Poem
Do you regret not being been born as a prodigy
but are content just being dull and ordinary?
If the latter, you are one among millions
who have as yet not asked these questions.
Copyright © Maurice Rigoler | Year Posted 2024
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Maurice Rigoler Poem
History is replete
with examples of the incomplete.
Which is why we have historians –
or should they be called restorians?
Theirs is the patient art
of piecing history back together,
what men and time put apart,
with results not much better.
Copyright © Maurice Rigoler | Year Posted 2024
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Maurice Rigoler Poem
Don’t despair, his editor would say,
fame will come and soon one day.
So don’t give up; patience enhances.
Keep writing, your time is near.
And, by-the-way, to this give ear:
Suicide will only kill your chances
not to mention your career.
Copyright © Maurice Rigoler | Year Posted 2024
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