Long Kowtowing Poems

I hanker and pine for wood burning stove weather

I haint no spring chicken,
("Buk buk buk buk ba-gawk!")
but in Summer re: 
long in tooth sexagenarian 
nostalgic for the following imagery 
evoked yesterday with very little effort
(aside...

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Neigh say being  corralled & cult shod 

"Sic semper evello mortem tyrannis"
translation = thus always I 
bring death to tyrants.”

Above the fray of twittering, 
squabbling, and madding crowds,
an arrogantly belligerent creature deified, 
yet vilified...

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No more faxes, no more phones                             ...

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No more faxes, no more phones                             ...

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(This is all just my opinion,
what I glean from the internet,
Mainstream News, and my imagination – 
do your own research.  If there is any
truth in my observations, this write will
definitely not make me a...

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In their glory days of their Middle Kingdom, China was used to other nations Kowtowing before their emperor, and bringing their tributes into their kingdom.  China currently desires the rest of the world to...

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transmitted trashy talks
(partially presented pablum pertaining 
     particularly - president penis (PAC -
     phallic action cum mitt tee)   
     portfolio playboy...

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While outside nor'easter
howls like banshees
vents temperature dips
into low double digits
fire breathing friendly
dragon (cue Barney

purple dinosaur)
crackling hearth,
yours truly snuggling
close proximity warming,
thawing, quelling...
cockles and muscles

atavistic visitations hover
brushes within subconscious
purring, mew zing catacombs
kickstarting, harkening,
dawning... Homo sapiens
lion eye zing...

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aside from being worn 
     during mortal kombat firmly braced
full body armor suited up 
     with proctologists safely positioned
 
     most definitely
 ...

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I am done trying
to win the favors of love
I am done beseeching
the dame fortune
I am done pleading
with the lady luck
I am done kowtowing to
the dictates of unyielding time
I am done holding on
to a faltering hope
I...

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On the first of every month
Grandpa trimmed his salt and pepper beard
Polished his big black shoes to a shine
Put on a crisp shirt and creased trousers
Held by a weathered leather belt
For his trip to the...

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Heads veiled in immaculate white,
Like cloistered nuns tanning in sun light;
As the farmer starts plowing, 
Flock around, twenty of you kowtowing;
Searching with your sharp eyes,
Finding and pecking little warms and flies...
Struggle to exist in environs...

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Like a wandering nomad
I roam this earth in a quandary,
Oblivious of the passing time,
Knowing not what I seek;

Obliterating each passing moment
as inconsequential,
Each passing year—
Unrewarding.

Do I seek true love or absolute truth?
An escape from 
the confines...

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I shall not envy the upstart's polished gait, 
Or wish myself as old knights in diamonds
Hued to bamboozle familiar souls and eye, 
Flattered by aping pals and ersatz blondes. 

For swanky gait soon in quiet...

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Looking Back
(Always Give a Man More Than He’s Paying For)
Written: by Miracle Man
12-21-2019

Kissing up to someone is called kowtowing,
doing a super good job was enough I believed.
Not once in a lifetime was I ever seen...

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