Best Proprietor Poems

... ~ I - I Arrive in Glasgow ~

When I arrived in Glasgow town
I knew nary a soul
So tired I's nearly fallin' down
Yet I'd no place to go 

I wandered up Buchanan street 
In ......

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...A Look Back at Eighteen Months Here-The Show is Over

When your poems reside in a shoe,
like mine,
pounding the pavement to nowhere.
The onset of blisters isn't imagined.
Those blisters take ro......

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...I don't know what came over me that day - an instant of weakness after years of resistance, I suppose.

My beaming spouse leads me, a dog on a short leash, into the forbidden citadel, the sanctum s......

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...Were I a restaurant proprietor
Al fresco and exclusively for poets
My menu would be cryptic metaphors
Original from memories echoic

Spring rhymes of happy times and brighter days
Fresh summer ......

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...Her glasses perched on her nose, my old friend
the Bookworm proprietor, welcomed me smiling,
and then murmured. quietly.."behave yourself" 
knowing I would  end up  at the poetry shelf.
Words, on......

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...Deception In Soup Creek

There once was a town called Soup Creek amiable and quaint
Filled with all these characters, a perfect picture they'd paint
It was founded to protect the innocent
Where ......

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...After driving so far down the road,
I needed some sleep, so I slowed.
A sign said "motel"......
but one cannot tell,
when the weirdo is due to explode !!

This motel had declared a g......

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...Park bench encounter
Old man staring;
Faraway look

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Financial district
Business downturn;
By this fringe

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Stormy evening
Rain flows like oil;
Lightning dazzles......

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...
Take your own sweet time, and let others keep time.
Tea for two always ends up in a hell-uv-a bellowing brew ;    
        tea and sympathy in a hullaballoo.
The choice between Scylla and Cha......

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...My
Japanese Butterfly
Sole proprietor of my eye
Sole proprietor of my sky
Canary, strawberry
Colors extraordinary
She lives in an orangery
In a hole under an orange tree
Her kisses are of lem......

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...Once upon a time there was a quaint little farm
and on it sat a rather large equine barn
Full of great horses and people and their tack
but for pest control there was a bit of a lack
The people c......

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Evening skyline
Glow of last light;
Dark shadows creep

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Green moss
Zen garden stones;
Calmness charms

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Antique shoppe
Old proprietor;
Living ant......

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...I am vulture
My soul case may be repugnant,
However, I have every sawbones decimal
On my speed dial
Before any croacker decrees justice
On a soul case,
They confer with me

My logbook contain......

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...She came tearing through the parking lot
Finally she brought the car to a stop
From fore to aft I count three lines crossed
What worries me more is how near are the people

Finally she brought t......

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...we poets are waiting for the moonset 
sitting on my balcony, evolutions shamans
now wandering the beach
we are solving every social ill
while walking Blake's path of excess
to some palace of wis......

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