Long Cylinder Poems

After drenching biblical rainfall...
verdant green acres covered the planet of the apes
like a petticoat junction
donning barrel of skinny dipping monkeys.

Once drought stricken vast landscape
far as the eye could see
suddenly flush with promise
of budding new shoots
and...

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The unborn dreams of a fertilization  – 1942
A long journey  – A long lived  nightmare

The journey begins without knowledge, just passion.
Life emerges, fights against the prodding at childhood.
The nightmare begins with a...

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The Castle On White Otter Lake

That rustic, old log castle
Stands facing the lake.
Built by hand, by one man
To acknowledge his presence,
In a changing world, he felt
He could not participate in.
And so chose to live like...

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The Job

I got a plane to catch in the morning.  8:15 AM out of Austin, destination Orange County, CA.  Never cared much for California and I don’t think anything about this trip is...

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Who among you is brave enough
(or dumb enough)
to take the challenge
Bet your life to beat the odds ...
One out of six
Load the chamber with one bullet,
spin the cylinder, 
spin it good
Place the wager with a...

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Double Set Up


The first lump was the scariest in 1983.
 I had found it in the shower.
 Two other major surgeries I've already had that very year.
 I was thirty three.
 A mammogram back then...

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Valid, raw water is crucial for all faint life to a loader,
Stanley Meyer, Inventor of the 1970s Water Power Motor,
Rather than oil or gas, alive water might be properly used,
Cutting and cleaning may be done...

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You are the white fence
the blown horn
the fiercest fight
a green pasture at dawn
you are the creek smell ...moss and black-brown peat
glint of light off the trash barrel that blinds the evil driver who hits the...

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The sweet release of empty flesh,
The curling locks of lady death and her syndicate.
Mercy disguised as agony;
Agony cloaked as mercy.
Eyes not glaring with murderous intent but with immense desolation.
The mistress: arousing with the hammer wrapped...

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There I was just chillen with all my homeies in the big zip block bag. We were all talking about the latest ozome spray, and we were wondering if it would work on us, since...

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From Chicago to Tampa Bay in a Ford Granada some time in the mid- 70's. Unfortunately, we were not interested in mountains, because we took interstate 75 and drove through Tennessee 'at night'. We felt...

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He is cranking up the old rusty engine again, but all that work is in vain, sweat is running from his anxious face and grease is spilling all over the place. There he goes again...

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Through the hills within the woods of a mountain's slithering slopes,
A road winds its way, on which rides a car driven by a misanthrope. 

Plucking from his pocket a pack of poison sticks with one...

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Although I was retired and full of energy,                           ...

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Media frenzies gather pace
Camera's focused on our skies
The slightest move by these crafts
Always takes us by surprise

Nations are asking questions
As to why we face these crafts
Confusion meets their replies
For once they cannot draft

More than a...

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God`s love for mankind is immeasurable and total,

                       so    ...

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Suddenly over the sudden years
I have felt an encumbrance; I sense an albatross -
the weight of sundry uncharted days.
Times I chronicle today as if I were a wax cylinder
and not the broken spool in a...

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...Juanita and max had a poke,
but the next day, when she awoke,
he sat on the edge of the bed,
looking vacantly into space.
Said,”This can be only some fun,
and I can never be ‘the one,’
all that I...

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Through the telescope
We view the planet Mars
Explosions aplenty
Leaving planetary scars

Two nights pass
As comets appear
All over the world
Do we panic or fear

The very next morning
Cylinders are found
Metallic and shiny
Making a humming sound

An unscrewing grind
These cylinders emit
As...

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Waldorf warbling wa wo we wa
Glows from hidden archetypes are not architects nor are they archetypical in construction. In fact it is the translucent bud of a tropospheric triangle that timely counts one two three...

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He fills his syringe with poisoned words
pulling the letters one by one from his rusted spoon
They rise up through the needle in perfect order
"Disgusting"  "failure" "worthless" "loser"
There in the cylinder they mix together
until they...

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uthoritis

Date: Sun, Oct 18 2015 at 6:26 PM

I'm a Poetic "Prince"
I use my Gift to "Present"
So my Presence to be "Present"
I use it's "Essence"
As a " Element"
A Promotion to being "Outspoken"
I was Called and I...

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You have it all but can’t recall
A time when you felt so glum
You act for all like you’re having a ball
With your whisky, beer, and rum
You cry each night and shake with fright 
From the...

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Born on a spring cyclone from Kansas' stormy rain,
awoken now in low growl, slowly reversing.,
down a low ramp, like a movie star rehearsing,
at new shore in sunshine with an exotic name.

Just like a kid in...

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You can keep swinging in your smile
as your eyes see through the cylinder only
where the flowers radiate the scent
where the leaves wait for the rustle
of the fondling wind
where stars wait for the music
of the magical...

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