Long Stocky Poems

Date:   June  2051

11 am.  Hot moment of Monday 
Morning Molly entertained  Dasheri 
In the gymnasium while Holly busied
Herself preparing the family's large
Meal as she appreciated a hip hop
Song. She pressed...

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Welcome back my weary friends
I promise you this story ends
But not before your time flies through
A tale with a horse or two...

On streets of cobblestone and gray
Where beggars sleep and orphans play
The aged, sick and...

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In my earliest years, I had a best friend classmate named "Yank'.
Back then, I didn't care where he got his name, but now I do.  To this day,      ...

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Curiosity mounts as the crowd gathers on the hill. Curiosity mounts as the banner stood still. The well that fed me from my youth has open from the mouth and the ships on the sea...

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The rain began to fall steady and slow.The fall rains that ushered in the real drop in temporatures.

Having assembled her pine boughed canopy to dissipate and scatter the plume and the partial entrance covering the...

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Tribute to Maradona                                ...

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Consciousness seeps,
the air moves.
Quickly reach!
Break forth from your tomb.
Visability blurred as my head swoons.
Instincts react! Frozen in place my eyes  roam.
What was that?!  I am not alone.
Instincts react!   Quickly I'm gone.
Hidden...

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The  Mystery Code.

She is tapping on the glass with her finger nails. The sound is like pins dropping on a tiled floor. Their eyes meet through the hazy glass door, as she enters the...

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A Effigy in crystal
abandoned
in time
fixed the twinkle 
shining crysolite eye
gentleness shown
by slant of her mouth
Traveller’s stop
lingering long
whispering Softly
of Willows sad song


A balladeer 
old for his time
Sagacious voice
singing in rhyme
sits in shadow
lamenting 
her plight
serenading willow
A good...

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Why does he treat me like 
I have got no heart to feel his shining wrongs?
         You keep working, a Clive to your laptop like that old...

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Repressed, sombre colours
weep a blurry sadness.
Melancholic, metallic hues
bite a frustrated, untouched lip -
silently surrendering
crimson, golden spheres of promise…
They dissolve, shrinking to watery flakes,
melting to a near oblivion.

Lyrics pin hopes on a pointless map,
touching tender triggers
like...

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With a very shrieking gasp, she drops to her knees.
“This cannot be true, no, please, please!”
“I'm afraid that it is, and there’s nothing we can do.
So I turned into this angle, to watch over you.”
Emma...

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I am lying on the bed with abscess in my 
rear
and wrapped in white clouds of fear.
The nurse was flashing an animated smile
but I am sombre like I am on a trial.

I see her as...

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I
Cattle Egrets have lifted my Spirits
Here in Ft. Beaufort, dirty, not dirt
BY choice, folk in small spaces
Hide from Civilization, national mandates
On Environmental Courtesies and Policies
But these birds survive and thrive
While feces flow from poor piping...

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Let’s hve haggis and drinks mi luve
Find de bes ina de ole land 
Lay yu head on mi chest mi luve
Whilst wi dance musik wid de band

Dance wid de band in de Highlands
Backyard jig good...

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There's a rumor going around. Mythical little
Stocky men called Dwarves are living in Gem
Mountain.
They're mining jewels of all kinds down below.
Heard tell they're exceptionally skilled in the art
Of Smith metal working steel which explains all
The...

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Coming from Texas, I knew he’d be loud
And soon I discovered that two is a crowd
Is that the privy? he asked of my house
When he saw my dog he said you’ve got a mouse!

We heard...

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SMOKEY AND THE GOLDEN RETRIEVER

Once when I was just a kid,
My mom thought 'twould be nice,
If I'd invite some friends to play,
And we could swing outside.

I had a swing set in the yard,
Where I would...

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He was a tall, handsome, stocky, stately, well-known forest guy.
They called him Christmas Moose, and I often wondered why.

It was not near December, so it made no sense to me. 
I had not lived here...

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Once when I was just a kid,
My mom thought 'twould be nice,
If I'd invite some friends to play,
And we could swing outside.

I had a swing set in the yard,
Where I would play for hours.
My daddy...

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I saw a man stark naked there unexpectedly,
who in his masculine fashion, though not apprehensively,
went gliding (or was he striding?)
down the center of the hall.
He did not glimpse me at all
as my gut called out,...

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Once when I was just a kid my mom thought t'would be nice,
If I'd invite some friends to play and we could swing outside.
I had a swing set in the yard where I would play...

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In dreams I see them:
Men and women, in Renaissance attire,
Moving about in silence in some fabulous cathedral
Full of silent Coptics and other sombre monks,
Their faces, all but one of them,
Obscured to uniformity by cloth
Silent themselves,...

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A surly old maid
had an urge to be laid
and bemoaned her virginal status
with life discontented
her plight she lamented:
"'tis not easy to live without coitus."

A scheme she invented
got polished and scented
tweaked her pointers to swing more...

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The house was new on the inside and old on the out.
Busily we arranged and moved things about.
We worked all day until the night set in
We decided to wait till morning to again begin.
I decided...

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