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March 17 2012 6 17 /03 /March /2012 23:04

Shallow souls Deep souls Some swimming to escape the ferry the fee Few floating in despair Hordes hiding to escape their past their judgment Atonement they knew past due Left mute now moot Charon heard you Charon will herd you Charon brings the sinful...
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March 17 2012 6 17 /03 /March /2012 22:54

Verse 1 Here we go again with a masterful plan. Hand standing and Demanding a landing however nowhere in site. From ultra Light to even lighter. A fighter with the desire to Maintain and still be laughing. Yet the sad thing is adapting to this Place....
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March 17 2012 6 17 /03 /March /2012 22:53

Snow n snowing swirling blowing insulated with the knowing outside cold inside warm surrounded by the icy storm bent head to wind leaning forward trudge thru drifts half blind but onward experience .. instinct suggest the course scream to the wind voice...
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March 17 2012 6 17 /03 /March /2012 22:52

times unseen but felt barriers i cannot pass dont belong there have no place resented even and so retreat always and ever on there will be places i dont belong not welcome never fit not wanted im used to it places with no place for me faces whose face...
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March 17 2012 6 17 /03 /March /2012 22:49

trace a finger on his cheek soft then stubble scar beneath old yet young young yet old shaman shyman tale not yet told in a place in a time where time is different less defined hide by day move by night fight to survive survive to fight as the playthings...
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March 16 2012 5 16 /03 /March /2012 16:36

Towering canopies Above echoing the toucan’s sad hymn A song of solitude A paean to its world’s passing Empty branches Once the verdant gymnasium Filled with chattering chimpanzees Now stilled in anticipation Of impending change Wind breathed Across the...
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March 15 2012 4 15 /03 /March /2012 23:45

Snow n snowing swirling blowing insulated with the knowing outside cold inside warm surrounded by the icy storm bent head to wind leaning forward trudge thru drifts half blind but onward experience .. instinct suggest the course scream to the wind voice...
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March 15 2012 4 15 /03 /March /2012 23:43

waves breaking breath taking shiver shaking breathless aching pain raging cries escaping why why why reeling stumbling falling crawling clutching howling why fallen shaken shaking trembling whisper why withdraw withdrawn curl up and in clench fists to...
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March 15 2012 4 15 /03 /March /2012 23:42

(Chorus) I’m so mad at you. All the broken promises you strung me through. I’m so mad at you. Always center of attention, but you let the boos get the Best of you. Best to you. Best to you. Best to you. I’m so mad at you. Always center of attention, but...
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March 15 2012 4 15 /03 /March /2012 23:39

Maybe another day is gone but I’ll learn to swim from this pit I’m in. ….. I can make it on my own. (Chorus) It stings get back I need some room to breathe. Don’t hold me bound by words you won’t believe. Cause I’m in over my head. Maybe another day is...
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Overview

  • : poetry-doggeral-et-al's name
  • : A mix of poetry, doggeral (intentionally mispelled (sic) as it IS doggerel), stories, familial stuff, and disjointed thoughts, posted to hopefully elicit dailogue(s), arguments, and/or a reader's ideas, poetry, etc. It is not polished, not especially literate, certainly not universal--sorry, it is just me.
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  • A pre-pubescent brain in an aging shell. One of a million monkeys, pounding a million keyboards, for a million years, hoping to write one good poem. A dreamer.
  • A pre-pubescent brain in an aging shell. One of a million monkeys, pounding a million keyboards, for a million years, hoping to write one good poem. A dreamer.

NOTE--Please Read

For specific interests, please click on specific interest(s) found in category box below "Links"  on right side, below.

Poetry and Doggeral: Ken's poetry

Stories and Fables: Ken's Prose

Thot-Jots: Ken's ramblings on various things

Family: Ken's biographical and autobiographical items--probably of little interest to non-family, maybe not even them.

Other categories: self-evident--I hope

 

You may notice some refreshingly different poetry on the blog. It is from a friend of mine who goes by Eyeshy

My ex-son-in-law, David, has been published here, now, as well.

Another newby: happybluetoes. She writes glimpses, short stories, and poetry. Welcome her with a comment.

Neominini has his first contribution on the blog. If you like his songs please do two things: enter a comment at the end of the article, and go to links down on right side of Home Page and go to his web-site, where you can listen to his music. Enjoy. 

Elisha Kayne--a published author has kindly contributed to the blog. Check her out.

 

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My personal favorites:

The Girl With the Cheshire Grin--absolutely my current "kc" favorite poem(?)

In My Soul (poetry-doggeral)

Camelot (poetry-doggeral)

Rain (a friend's poetry)

Cathedral (thot jots)

Mystic Window 1&2 (poetry-doggeral)

Do ye ken

The Kiss

Why do I tremble

Miranda--a work in-process