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Greetings from Schwenksville, Pennsylvania today March 1st, 2021

I dashed (off the enclosed poem) yay

while safely secured within

white horse open sleigh

after reading following

pray lemme know if ye uttered oy vey.

 

Profound insights divulged
during our most recent family zoom

Approximately seven hundred

and fifty four months since exiting womb,

yours truly (sole son

of late Boyce Brandon -

yes she named him

after paternal grandmother

Sadie, her mom's Yiddish name

Basia Brana or Brandla)

me currently ensconced within unit B44

 

analogous to catacomb

amid Highland Manor Apartments

I dwell - our livingsocial hole in the wall

among grateful dead residents

facility likened to metaphorical tomb

each stone individually moved one at a time

courtesy hearty and hale archeologists

resident to *Qom

(a city in northwestern Iran -

place of pilgrimage for Shiite Muslims)

 

to imbibe on spiritual succor

and become comfortably numb

acquiring appropriate trailing appellation,

yes a USDA, FDA, B Corp... and

Pink Floyd approved nom de plume,

which feeble poetic brainstorm

begat within mine

sixty plus shades of gray matter,

which exhaustive mental effort

induced silent but deadly ka-boom

 

one Matthew Scott Harris

rent asunder vaporized to smithereens,

hence each his personal possessions

cherished as prized heirloom

no trace left behind

regarding pulverized lovely bones,

nevertheless burnt offerings

specialists did painstakingly exhume

where Ashkenazi temple will bloom.

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*My humblest apology for lame rhyme

with previous word similar to crypt

yours truly deserted and he gypped

thee while crawling

across Sahara during nighttime

dehydration subsequently

found me tight lipped

I called Uber, but could not get a lyft.

 

 

Comments1

  • L. B. Mek

    'analogous to catacomb
    amid Highland Manor Apartments
    I dwell - our livingsocial hole in the wall
    among grateful dead residents
    facility likened to metaphorical tomb
    each stone individually moved one at a time
    courtesy hearty and hale archeologists
    resident to *Qom'..
    fantastic utilisation of imagery and simile's, with metaphorical symbolism pushed to its extreme..

    'yours truly deserted and he gypped
    thee while crawling
    across Sahara during nighttime
    dehydration subsequently
    found me tight lipped
    I called Uber, but could not get a lyft.'
    simply, hilarious!

    • rew4er2nail

      As you may correctly surmise...

      I like to dabble, cobble, tinker... with absurd word
      combinations without sense and sensibility,
      nor pride and prejudice undeterred
      and incorporate the name Richard
      devoid of any rhyme or reason
      invariably (deliberately)
      displaying dorky characteristics
      of one generic/garden variety nerd

      (long haired pencil necked geek)
      oftimes confused as country bumpkin
      who turns his navel gazing attention inward
      plodding along boulevard of broken dreams
      displaying feeble charade, facade, masquerade
      to appear as Schwenksville city slicker
      eating (what closely resembles pop slop
      courtesy of miss Muffet) wheys and curd.

      Thank you for the accolade
      whew - ye gave me passing grade
      subsequently moments ago yours truly made
      his long overdue poetic reply
      suitably transformed into serenade.



      • L. B. Mek

        'who turns his navel gazing attention inward
        plodding along boulevard of broken dreams
        displaying feeble charade, facade, masquerade
        to appear as Schwenksville city slicker'
        I understand dear poet, much more than you shall ever realise..
        I thank you, for choosing to share



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