Long Stragglers Poems

If ever a moment in real life deserved a romantic, melancholy
backing track, it would have been that one ... we'd spent the
entire afternoon at Ferry Beach, sunning and playing frisbee, I
playing guitar, she practicing her...

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     by how many badbyes can you measure the length of your day

                 first comes...

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A couple of twisted shacks composed in Card Board City in Everywhere 

County the nameless man or woman spits out another tooth with 
           ...

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Our Mate Charlie Brummell
Yes mate we went a droving back in nineteen fifty eight, 
The drovers cook was pretty rough, he couldn`t wash a plate. 
Hector he was fifty two, when he burnt our damper...

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I shake out my jacket
    and crack my neck
to regain my control
       although I’m enjoying 
    being hostile.
The room is now darker than...

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Earlier today April 4th, 2022,
which supersedes bald faced headlines 
pointing finger and 
Putin blame for Bucha killings
squarely on head & shoulders
of Russian autocrat, née
yours truly lathered 
his hirsute higglety-pigglety 
thinning oily tresses. 

Hark….the herald angels...

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January 24th, 2023 Hair washing heralds huge happening

Hark….the herald angels sing, and twitter 
for mass communication 
mediums stop the presses 
when I, a regular schlemiel 
take shampoo to mine matted mass mop 
(no less than...

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Darkness falls 
Here & everywhere –
Night falls 
Bats & owls rule in the darkness; 
When will dawn be born?
When will Soja-man count 
Counting the myriad of his booties 
On the wounds of my Africa?

When darkness...

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Squalidness—Squabbling squeamishly;
Scrutinizing stigmatized scandalization, substantially scarce
Sprightliness...skeptically surrendering
Shamefully—Scolded sardonically;
Snarling splenetically, severing sensibility, scowlingly simmering
Strenuously...sought survival
Sparring—Sinister sisters;
Seductively swiveling soreness, sarcastically snared, swirling
Storms...sporadically striking
Slowly—Sacrificing stories;
Scorching slanderous subversiveness, suffering suffocation
Senselessly...smoldering serendipity
Sinfully—Silent stranger;
Sneaking skillfully staring
Presumptuously—Pursuing pretentiousness;
Promises protruding pithiness,
Potential problems...penetrating
Frantically—Forsaken fantasizes...

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Darkness coiled in the depths of the night.
Where shadows try to hide from your view.
The moon is a mirror reaching for the light.
Rattling on the doors grappling with the dew.

Cigarette rims on window ledges stub...

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Mine was not a normal childhood or so I have been told
But I wouldn’t trade one day of it for all of Solomon’s gold
For I have been horseback since I was three years old

My grandpa...

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An Angel, Fairy or Nymph Now In Human Form Collaboration with Keith O.J. Hunt

An Angel, Fairy Or Nymph Now In Human Form


Her exhilarating breath so quickened my heart,
her poise, I stood transfixed in overwhelming awe.
Gasping...

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An Angel, Fairy Or Nymph Now In Human Form


Her exhilarating breath so quickened my heart,
her poise, I stood transfixed in overwhelming awe.
Gasping for air, as one does when lovers depart
begging that, "dear lover please return...

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On a walk companioned by my Muse along the sylvan meadows
We wandered away to delightful realms in unclouded ambience
Don’t know how long I rambled warming my fancies in sunset fires
Must be for long, all lights...

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Once A Wild Child Of The Exploding Sixties

We were young, waiting universe lay ahead
too foolish to see danger or feel dread.
What of Love? It was hungry and all around
no need to ask life questions too...

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(or, "Your Old Stomping Ground")

There’s a secretary that I know
whose husband recently died
But life somehow continues as before
She has to keep replicating the myth
that everything’s all right –
A savant of the copy machines
A mannequin in...

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The morning has started with a trace of a dew
An ascent through the tussock ignites the new day
Trailing huntaways eager to work on the ewes
Awaited shrill whistles loose the dogs on their prey.

A new shepherd...

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had s/he listened to his/her friends
who’d done their time prior
in the dives & clubs that the city
churned, or to those that were still
slinging slop to the fishes gulping down
at all hours of the day,
be it...

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I love my solitary matins,
morning excursions and incursions
toward simply divine places,
reading to hear voices from my past
inside prophetic choices 
occupy BeLoved Community futures.

In this sacred space
we sing full time health resolutions,
ego therapeutic gospel by day,
and...

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ALONE IN THIS HOUSE QUIET AS A MOUSE WONDERING WHEN IT'LL BE MY TURN
 
NOTHINGS FAIR IN LOVE AND WAR ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU ARE POOR

THE PRICE I PAID THE WOMEN YOU LAID ONLY IF SHE...

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First frost has come overnight, and the quaking aspens have blanketed the hills with brilliant splashes of amber.  Even the ruts in the driveway, are beautifully trimmed in rime, glistening in the touch of...

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Graceful predator perched on the precipice of woe
Your satin crown, ebony feathers cannot camouflage mision of misery you'll sow
Your balmy wings caress as dark shadows grow
You sharpen your talons lethal grasp your helpless prey to...

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Oh my God the geese!

Standing in my yard
while wave after wave of them
fly over the roof of the house
from the NW to the SE.

Each wave ebbs and flows,
the geese almost exactly the same distance apart
the...

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“Excellent.  Thank you.” - My hasty
gratitude sliced through my tongue.

“Excellent.  Thank you.,” She mirrored, 
with veiled mockery.

“Been on this earth for twenty three years, 
and that’s the best I can do.”, I impulsively
announced...

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It's the first snowfall of the year
And it takes me back....

I remember the first time I rode her in the snow,
So afraid she'd slip.
She didn't want to go out
But we both needed some fresh air...

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