Best Spooled Poems

God’s country, a volcano who turned herself into a lovely lake 
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(9th grade love affair with a blind cream boy and a sweet voice finger stroke magic girl in the 60's, 
unfettered with a keen process...

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I love her limpid, clear blue-eyes
      and her long, yellow tresses;
wise, and with grace that never dies
   ...

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my chantilly heart
spooled by your burlap embrace --
simple blessings twine...

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she is alabaster and brine
she is a faster lairs line
unwind her spooled mind
memory a keepsake in hand conquers a trinket lost
eat mandrake to the root...

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This is a monument.

It was born from us a town illegitimate; we never married.
 A great hall of artifacts, plucked still-gunked from our livers,
Others clean-picked...

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The last hour lies down
in mid-winter’s gully      
a frosted string of light 
spooled into dark 
stitched into fantasy

Flying birds gather...

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II. Paralysis U[sic]

Shy one, shy one,
Shy one of my heart,
She moves in the firelight
Pensively apart;

Linger now with me, thou Beauty,
On the sharp archaic shore.
Surely 'tis...

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A boy sits on house steps (cement arid)
    removing the crust from his egg salad sandwich
sparrows snatch the broken morsels he throws...

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Gang violence has hit the cities and is often in the news
In hate and anger they are schooled
We had our own gang when I was...

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the orchestra played full volume in the theatre of her mind

thoughts and emotions vied for undisturbed attention but

her misplaced applause failed to settle restless blind...

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Trapped inside a wasteland,
dying inch by inch

Slave inside a rusted heart,
feelings chained then lynched

Later now than yesterday,
earlier than goodbye

Spooled like thread that can’t be sewn,
the...

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Trapped inside a nightmare,
  dying inch by inch

Slave inside a rusted heart,
  feelings chained then lynched

Later now than yesterday,
  earlier than goodbye

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Trapped inside a wasteland,
dying inch by inch

Slave inside a rusted heart,
feelings chained then lynched

Later now than yesterday,
earlier than goodbye

Spooled like thread that can’t be sewn,
the...

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A sun encounters a probing of it,
course a bargain at a remote lea.
Jilt Thistles yields to breeze that never quit,
brush forces the stately Yellow Daisies
dressed,...

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