Best Brunswick Poems

When winter paints those frosty ferns on my windowpane
I find myself a little girl up on your lap again
In that old house, where you wove...

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Lili Marlene

In times of war, love can subdue cynical adversaries
(Men separated from their vocation, now filled with hatred)
And quell the beast inside their misdirected hearts,
And...

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Oh! Virginia

Come travel back with me to Old Virginia 
The namesake of Elizabeth: the Queen
No other state possesses such charisma...
Oh! Mother, of this nation... evergreen....

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I got bit
Three times.
By what?
I do not know.

Up the leg,
Past the knee.
Itch
Unmistakable.

Beforehand,
I spied
An ugly spider,
With a white dot.

After Brunswick stew
And my husband’s wings,
Pretzel sticks with...

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Beneath a misty veil of ‘Euphoria’ by Calvin Klein, she dares to dream of acceptance in a world of wanna-be Literary Giants who are members...

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Out of the bath, in the mirror, check me
picture of spindly masculinity
talc on the feet, and armpits sprayed
now for the body a choice to be...

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From the past days of old.
At Seventh Street & Florence Avenue.
Vehicles in pristine finished.
Bragging Rights Mint Condition.
Proudly rolled by in a yearly tribute.

Very close behind...

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Thing About It for a While

St. James is determined to be demanding
Resulting in a mysterious misunderstanding;
At Midway and Two Eleven much wind blows;
Have heard there...

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If all of you out there are good Boy Scouts
Better be sure to eat your brussel sprouts
And have hog jowls along with some grits
Even if...

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Writing about daisies roses rainbows and waterfalls helped me
Escape the madness of the city LIFE.  The JUNGLE. 
Whenever I wished to return I laid...

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I will be 75 on June 26th and married for 50 years on August 27th. 
I have a Master's Degree in Labor Economics and BA's...

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When I was a child,
I went picking blueberries,
I was perhaps three.
My mom and two sisters were
all the family I knew.

I recall when mom
taught me to...

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Oh Boucher Can you See (Pronounced Booshay.)

I was just having my breakfast for the
first time at the local junior college.
As usual, I was lambasted with...

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Quiet as a Mouse

Can I finally stop worrying anymore?
Area developer's gonna get us a grocery store
If some secret he's harboring I wonder where
Brunswick County should...

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The way you look, you appear out of order.
I would like to see you go back across the border.
I don’t care if you’re from Quebec...

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