Long Ruffling Poems

"Lizzie Borden took an axe,
gave her mother forty whacks,
when she saw what she had done,
gave her father forty-one,
she washed herself from a watered pail,
she claimed their lies and vicious tales,
she pled not guilty and moaned...

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A babe born, in darkness braved
Bring love to the world if only for a day
No questions asked, nor answered, nor saved
Let peace abide in every child, we pray
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As they stood watching their son, enthralled in...

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Old Glory has Something He Wants to Say  
By – Roger White
The dawn’s first sunlight crests over the eastern horizon.  A midnight dark sky leisurely changes tinctures: blue becomes purple, bright azure and...

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Average affluent Almost Afternoon 
11:30 morning time.  Damian was
Still asleep as were DJ and 
Amadeus. Molly and Dolly were 
In the kitchen planning Barrington 
And Godfrey's birthday party.
"Come sis are we baking this cake...

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Again the alarm is set.

Strawberries, date squares…Yum, Yum.   

The alarm rings again. The tea party is over.

 She returns to her perch where her wings are immediately clipped by the Bald Eagle who...

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One year Passed Dolly had long 
Since given birth to a baby girl
Named Desharah, a green eyed
Heart stopper. She and 
Amadeus were growing up 
Crazy about each other.  She 
Was 2 years old and...

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Monday morning most merrily
Must have been a splendid 
Summer sleeping sort of a 
Night.  
Everyone was festive and 
Bright despite being hungry.
Damian and Dolly did the 
Food shopping while Molly
Stayed at the hotel with...

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“Sacred Lakes”



There is magic 
in your shaman bones
stories shaken like strange mojo 
busy under cover of autumn leaves 
turning burnished topaz gold 
idling unrushed roll over

in honeyed slumber

turning back hands
to face a time of 
blushing...

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What happened to my sex drive?

(sung – in a round pussy willow warble - to the tune of -- 
Oh Where Oh Where has my little dog gone).

Once pronounced libido of mine 
took kamikaze nose...

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I, A. Robbie - Ham guilty for gobbledygook...
and ruffling turkey feathers!

An innocent A1 miss steak kin kith
once, a former main lion resident 
living social where Tigress and Euphrates 
converge and pool into Lake Wobegone ...

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O to be the humble horizon
that slumbers in restlessness,
I grieve not for the magnolias
that withered amidst
cruel claws of chaotic cravings.
I weep for the serene 
   wildflower whispers
that once upon a blood moon
were lost...

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My little girl was her Daddy's Angel
But never less than her Mommy's treasure! 
A true blessing in disguise with no wings
Naughty, yet beautiful beyond description 
Was waiting to see her grow to be wonderful just...

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She thought of all the times,
She ran around with friends,
Running round the house in pajamas,
Wishing the fun would never end,
She thought of her brother,
Ruffling his curly brown hair,
How he spouted of whatever came to him,
Fast...

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As I sit in crumbling sand, that’s laced between my toes,
I wonder.
The gentle breeze caresses my cheeks,
whilst the wind plays daintily with wisps of fringe.
Faces are but a distant silhouette in orange hue.
I watch as...

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I surf through the crooning crests
of warm, blue waters,
breathing poetry and prose,
carved in topaz and turquoise,
for I am the goddess
of the bittersweet estuary,
crowned with foamy salt and sea glass,
intoxicated by inked
sapphires and solitude.
This quill longs...

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Courtesy viz (g)natty Thrip Pest...

This client (Matthew Scott)
availed himself at behest
of following counselor
who bares his chest
to Stephanie Dodds
(maid 'n USA name)

taught technique to minimize
ruffling feathers lest
the missus aggrieved
spending her nest
egg, thus self and missus

live destitute...

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 Listen to the 
ticking hands of twilight,
close your eyes,
while I take your thoughts
   to an ivory reverie of 
flickering fantasies… 
there I’m cruising 
above an 
 island of mystery
in a flying 
...

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The opalescence of the early morning light flows over everything
It touches over ever leaf, every tree, every exposed part of her skin
She stares at the sky as the dawn breaks 
It shines brighter and brighter
The...

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Poem for Eula Davis

October 8, 2013 at 8:39am


 
POEM FOR EULA DAVIS
 
 
A very throaty Warbler issued
Quavering Trills in a morning song -  
As he serenaded the dew
drops on the grateful trees
 
Other...

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POEM FOR EUNA DAVIS

 A very throaty Warbler issued
Quavering Trills in a morning song -  
As he serenaded the dew
drops on the grateful trees
 
Other birds were answering with
songs of praise from familiar days.
No...

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Birds chirping roughly on an avocado tree
I curiously look upwards to see what could that noise be? 
Is it a sparrow or a mockingbird? 
It's plump and it has all shades of brown

I'm stepping upwards next to...

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Is space-time a fabric that stretches and strains,
like a grass harp ruffling across the great plains,
when the force of a huge body in motion
makes waves akin to the billowing ocean?

LIGO’s antennae have finally disclosed
those waves...

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As I walked through the park in the late sun's light,
Watching the people jog by and a bird's lazy flight.
An old man sat on a bench up ahead
With the sun's rosy glow glistening on his...

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As I walked through the park in the late sun's light,
Watching the people jog by and a bird's lazy flight.
An old man sat on a bench up ahead
With the sun's rosy glow glistening on his...

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Tom's Cat Tom
 by Joan Donnelly Ellis (intended as a picture story book for children)

Some cats are really ugly and others are really cute, like mine, Bart. Bart can be bad though. He is sometimes...

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