Best Weekday Poems

Forty-four years ago, a weekday afternoon altar call started to pull me out from the noise of this world.  Your patience taught me out...

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She’s got an orange and a blue pair of shoes
That I love so much when she wears them
She looks great in her black coloured ear...

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The sun would not forget to shine
Unless I bid it so
And rain would only fall on days
When I’ve nowhere to go

Each Winter is a long...

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A Quiet Conversation In Church

Someone behind me stifled a cough
Turning around, the stranger nodded back
In the dim light
I made out a determined jaw
Felt thick fingers...

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She inches along in an excruciating way when I am in a hurry.
I wait for her to catch up, but she speeds past.
Always on her...

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I bought a used electric car, and not coz I’ve gone green
For there were better reasons for obtaining that machine.

I figured weekday mornings I could...

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Let’s  take out our apron, girls
Jiggle and dance, do sizzling twirls
Long weekday-chores were done
Now, it’s  time to have some fun

Leave for a while...

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Rereading the poems of others
and my own. Community across
time and graves. What's left
exceeds in significance
one's last moment. Yet
his last moment must have been
exceedingly important
for the...

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In our highschool, we had to go for masses every Saturday and Sunday
And some girls even went for masses early mornings during the week
The nuns...

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Yogurt.
"I begin the day buying yogurt in a small favorite grocery store."
Not pizza, nor gatorade.

Bananas
although they are imported from afar and grown in monocultures.
Attract fruit...

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Sweet silence of a Sunday morn,
The world of weekday chaos shorn,
Not even the honking of a horn
As traffic idled,
Held back by the arms of the...

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A fresh new birth has come again,
I still have got more in life to gain,
Memories of joy filled in my brain,
Been through downs 'n' mountain,
But...

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Words fail
Meaning blurry;
Nothing rhymes

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Upstairs apartment
Renovation works;
Pneumatic floor blast

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Idle talk punctuates
Not much meaning;
Bizarre thoughts

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Sonic headache
Disturbing pounding;
Head time-bomb ticking

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Constipated movie
Suspicious assumptions;
Character flaws

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Dragonfly pond
Lotus flowers bloom;
Mud bed ascend

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Brief...

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I was the official jar opener in our house

Until this jar of Bick's Pickled Beets

Knocked me off my perch

Mr. He-Man here is now fighting off...

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multi-cultural mecca
Farmers' Market at the United Nations Plaza,
San Francisco

water fountain sculpture
misting through the
jazz audience at lunchtime, 
during the weekday summer concert series

poetry gives me new...

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