Best Hightail Poems

A tall stranger rode into Milton Creek
Ragged scar ran across one eye and cheek 
Mayor Tom drew his gun
"You best hightail and run!"
"Geeze! Okay! But first can I take a leak?"



April 28, 2023
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Desperado..
Searching for my fate
Lost and traveling
Trying to redeem my reckless ways

I'm kicking up the dust
On this dusty ol' back road
Searching, seeking
To redeem my outlawed soul

At a lonely crossroad
Fleeing from my broken past
It's a lasso around my neck
But I know it's something
Any cowgirl can surpass

I'm going...

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Bobo and Coco were playing in the park
but had to hurry home before it got dark
deciding to take a shortcut through the cemetery 
when they ran into a man called Harry
he stopped them both "dead" in their tracks
with his evil stare and constant lip smacks

well...

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I’ve been a pirate since I was seven 
And read Pippi Longstockings.
I’ve been a pirate since Swiss
Family Robinson came onto the
Screen, and I was allowed to see it.

I’ve been a pirate since 
Realized that pirates get to
Do what they want, 
Not having mothers.

I’ve been a...

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I'm a rambler, I'm a rover,
Yonder's where I long to be.
Where living's leaner, senses keener,
Grass is greener's home to me.

Tumbleweeds are my companions,
True vagabonds make best of friends.
Desert highways, country byways
All go my way in the end.

At times I get a little lonely
And think I...

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Electroconvulsive therapy,
     a last ditch avail
able effort optioned, aye bewail
as desperation if standard
     psychological measures peter

     out leave ving paul tree
(paltry) choice, and blackmail
ling Doctor Frankenstein
     out of the...

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Why slap somebody's else's face when you like to slap your own
	Why remain polite with crooked strangers upon the phone
	Standing at the crossroads of my own nightmare
	I want to jump on that train of despair
	Ride my way out of here

	I'm a passenger without a destination
	Down...

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How... Floe N'ice Tubby In The Throes...
(breaking free of writer's block)

Asper this instance,
     when a dearth of ideas 
     like a charred bait oven
    finds me looking Bach
at drawing board and/or the clock
as if...

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Despite emotional, financial, grammatical...
any woe that doth assail
whereat early in the 
morning until late at night tub bail
sinking craft, not possible 
(essentially 24/7), I bewail,

where the fickle finger 
of fate stationed me in life,
as if groping in the dark
unfamiliar with Braille
at heart though - directly...

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Those who live in the city
  hightail it out to the country
to worship Nature with adoration
  for them, a breathtaking vacation…

While those who dwell out in the sticks
  drive in to see the city slicks
towering skyscrapers, endless shopping
  keeps them hopping...

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If the witch was any witchier she would be witchy indeed!
Her face is the face of a seasoned spell-maker, I must concede.
I watch her picnic with a troll as they devour an enormous feed.
There is sweat on her brow that is too crazy-acting to bead.

I...

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shall i wait for his plane to land?
 — or meet him midair in pillowy-clouds,
clear the aisles meant for two,
order the finest dinner a steward can zoom,
prepare to feast on fingers and toes,
earlobes and sweet bubblegum lips.

shall i wait for the hail from the air?
—...

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merciless genocide 
     slaughter of native peoples 
     wrought with (super) wanton zeal
feeble ability to thwart 

     "discoverers" rapine wicked onslaught 
     merely ratcheted wrecked webbing 
wrenched tribal unity,...

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Cabin Fever door closes five dollars,
a-Bag Used Book Sale
Sunday, February 23, 2020
hence less than twenty four hours
before avid readers bewail
foregoing scampering across Hillandale
vital poetic proclamation

yours truly doth broadcast,
albeit apologize short notice,
while courtesy warden
at Highland Manor Jail
gave scant time regarding
voluntary convict generic male
i.e. hastily dash off...

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Empty nest syndrome, plus lapsed romances revisited...
courtesy Matthew Scott Harris
sentimental memorialized mental archive

No matter mine eldest daughter
(born December 22nd, 1996)
starred circa within storied
Matthew Scott Harris family
rendition of Breaking Home Ties.

Now interspersed with
following recherché trivia:
originally titled film made
during 1922 courtesy Sigmund Lubin,
and among “Pop” Lubin’s
Silent Film...

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