Best Look Over Your Shoulder Poems

Under the Christmas tree sits a nativity scene in the old town square. I sit on a rustic wood bench and reminisce on the stories I’ve been told about Jesus being born on Christmas Day. When all of a sudden, I hear movement in the...

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In many times in my life I always looked for exits.
Could only get so far and I get pulled over in the intersections.
I called them the Hate PD.
Some of them I use to call my allies but I was to blind to see. 
They come...

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Top Secret;
Completely classified...
'Let A Man From Asia be your guide'
Ponder what it means completely mystified-
Let A Man From Asia be your guide?
Blinked a few times and those words magnified-
LET A MAN FROM ASIA BE YOUR GUIDE.
If he fits the bill and is really qualified-
I'd let...

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What have you done to us my child?
I tore my body to bring you here
He wetted his shirt with sweat to ink your books
23 years of learning gave you a well-paying job
Your job gifted you a high held head.

Then what has gone wrong with you...

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Hoof beats...palpitate and pound,
A sudden rush...rapidly...rushes by.
Leaving overturned leaves in a swirling...whirl.
Pursuers...persistently follow the tainted...trail.

A Magnesian...mare crosses his mind,
A debt of dreadful...death woefully bestowed.
Death...the debt to breed on forbidden lands.
Centaurus relentlessly...races his hurtles.
Leaving his luscious...love behind.

He’s a Chiron...Centaur at heart,
A masculine...defined...toned...torso,
Merged at the waist of...

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( For Caren Krutsinger)




The long arm of the law reaches far and wide
If you've done wrong you've no place to hide
Didn't bother my brother, he was quick on the draw 
But I'm his law abiding twin, he's an outlaw. 

A ranchers life in Brazil for...

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EASTER DINNER

they liked the one behind me
the teal and black checkerboard
its sparkling tiles on the diagonal
red, yellow, blue, pink pillows
on sofas and chair

the sunrise was unsympathetic 
like the cross, but the service
was cozy for Easter Sunday.
remember how it was raining yesterday?

they liked the one behind...

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I was done
Packed my bags
Ran from the grasp
Of Liars and Cons

Considered myself lucky
To know the truth
And walk away
Mostly intact

No damage
No harm
No foul

It’s funny the lies we tell
To mitigate pain

Only now as I unravel
Myself from the knots that were tied
Does the insidious truth
Raise its sneaky head

Were...

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The first time I saw my father I was a year and 8 months old. He had returned home for a short respite  before shipping out to England to prepare for the invasion. It was the early spring of 1944.  World War II...

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I spied through the window as I sipped mornings brew
A frisky young rabbit having his mornings chew
He bounced through our garden, munching on green burrowed roots
Having no ideas or cares, as I donned my tall boots
I snuck from the warmth of my side door unheard
Got...

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Native American Translations

Cherokee Travelers' Blessing I
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

I will extract the thorns from your feet.
For yet a little while, we will walk life's sunlit paths together.
I will love you like my own brother, my own blood.
When you are disconsolate, I will wipe...

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The clock on the wall doesn’t chime anymore,
But its dust dances long into the night.
No-one stares at the hands of time more than once,
And lives to tell the tale.

I saw a reflection in the mirror
But the face looking back wasn’t mine.
I tried to search for...

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God took back his Angel 
My Angel is gone, because God called her home.
Everyday I try to understand that he needed you
It was his will, his way, his plan...

" he will do more for her than I can"
 
God got my Angel, before I could...

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 sit there, arms folded about your knees

sit there and sulk

and still you are beautiful even when your mood

settles on your face like bad makeup

your glances dance with the fire of your anger

and your tongue spews threats and accusations

but your beauty shields me from all...

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After the rain, 
the speckled glint of shimmering sand
is now muddy brown.
Like a blind, closed tight on the warmth of summer,
the winter beach has shrunken in,
changing the colours of my day into
a darker palette, shades of grey.
The sun shriveled
pale faced and worn
as the cold season...

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