• Poetry Is A Place To Scream

    Poetry allows for layers of meaning,neither sentimental nor inscrutable.It encourages readiness:to be surprised, to develop introspection,to become aesthetically movedby images, sounds, words, and gestures—images alive and real, yet not literal.It creates another world through metaphor,symbols gaining potency.Poetry allows the known andthe unknown to coexist.© 2025 Bruno TalericoStafford challenge 238/365.

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  • Big Plans

    I plan to make life obey.I plan to take controlby filling my body with fresh air,pure water and tasty food,by filling my dayswith love and adventure.I plan to bore the sophisticatedand amuse the skeptics.I plan to make the futurepoint backwardsin wonder or confusion.I plan to create and appreciateuntil my cheeks are rosy,my limbs are sturdy…

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  • No Deposit, No Return

    One clear plastic bagcontaining a few handfuls of white gritsealed with a numbered metal clamp,in case the deceased might try to escape. One official copy certificate of death,embossed with seal of the great state,signed and dated by the doctor,the coroner and the county clerk.One cardboard box labeled“personal effects“wallet, comb, car keys,car wash receipt,half a roll…

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  • Rhino In A China Shop

    Carrot-topped,self appointed pseudo-monarch,The Rhino, destructive and shortsighted,sits, powerful and self-important,beside painted beauty queen, surroundedby deceitful rooks and scheming clergy.Armored knights and outplayed pawnsmarch proudly past the white palace,saluting their unclothed king.© 2025 Bruno TalericoStafford challenge 235/365.Image obtained on the internet.

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  • Epitaph For A Renaissance Man

    He loved his Chevy, hot dogs, Hank Williams,snow cones, and tomatoes off the vine.He hated priests, rabbis, gurus,preachers, and politicians.He loved his grimy fedora, worn blue jeans,white socks, sneakers, and old T‑shirts.He hated animosity, racial slurs,the F word and narrow minds.He loved baseball, Star Trek,buttered popcorn, and a good argument.He hated gospel, opera,punk rock, hip…

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  • All Hail

    Like carpenter and hammeror woodpecker and tree, hail on the tin rooftopstartles and delights.© 2025 Bruno TalericoStafford challenge 233/365.

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  • A Story Retold

    This story is not my own.My friend’s uncle’s brother-in-law’s cousintold my friend, and they told methis story that I am telling you.So I can’t vouch foraccuracy or veracity,but I can say that,in my humble opinion, it isone of the better stories I’ve heardin the last few years.Once upon a time—no.Long ago and far away—no.It was…

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  • Sounds Of Hope

    Sounds of hope, misleading.Rooms without doors,windows without keys.Sounds of hope,pipe dreams echoing evident whispers,seem to answer unspoken questions.Fools’ words spin about my earscascading promises of solutions to my fears,proselytizing easy pathways to truth.The inward path,the journey toward selfprogresses without shortcuts.© 2025 Bruno TalericoStafford challenge 231/365.

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  • Adaptability

    There are always rules,consequences and debts.Attend notto a particular belief system, but to what worksin any given situation.Rules,consequences and debts vary depending onfour key variables:One:activity—what you are doing,Two :location—what environment you are in,Three:time—when it is happening,andFour:company—who you are with.Take, for example, nudity.Hiking naked alone in Arizona on a cool summer morningwould be very different thanskiing…

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  • Simpatico

    The scald of fragrant steamingColombian coffee,allied with the blaze of Irish whiskey mediated by sweet Italian creamand fortified by blueberry scones.Perfect accord for a cold January morning.© 2025 Bruno TalericoStafford challenge 229/365.Image borrowed from the internet.

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