Duffle Poems - Poems about Duffle

Street Life Pitbull Thug

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(Intro)  
Yo, I got scars on my knuckles and dreams in a duffle,  
Life gave me lemons, I sold 'em in a hustle.  
Mandy said “swing by,” I said “bet,” no delay—  
But what happened next? Man, l...

THE RETARDED POET OF TAMPA BAY MENTAL HEALTHCARE SPECIAL AGENT LEROY HEIMBACH

...AFTER RETURNING FROM THOMAS MANN TOWN OF MUNICH GERMANY DAYCARE TEACHER FOR USAF FORT SHERIDAN ARMY BASE JUST A STAY AT HOME MOM HOW I BECAME A RETARDED POET IT WAS ACTUALLY AFTER TRANSFERRING MY GOV...

HEALING COPING

...ONGOING HOME INVASIONS JAY TOWNSEND JOHNSON HENRY TALISA SHAW KIWANI BUGGS ALICIA HILTON DANITA DELMONT AGENT MY ABUSIVE EX HUSBAND PETER GARGANO CIRO GARGANO THE PLAYERS THE DEALERS THE BANK TELLERS...

The Train

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Each is a piece, a small part
of a composite that has come
together in a morning,
the frayed strands of dreams 
knitted into a waking timed now
to a slow tread on a familiar street. 
Then sud...

Pepe's Coffee Lounge

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I was one of the cool set,
navy blue duffle coat, scarf around
my neck, seated at a table
in Pepe's Coffee Lounge
discussing Baudelaire 
and T.S. Eliot and the demise 
of the political elites...

Basic Training, Survival of the Fittest

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The humidity was doing a good job of keeping pace with the temperature. Until around 10 AM when the thermometer pushed its way past 100. That’s when 176 frightened kids and a few old hippies stagge...

Out of Sight, Out of Mind

...I lost a friend; Jason really loved his gin.
One night while he was on a binge.
He walked off into the deep end,
now no one has ever seen Jason again.

I lost a friend; his life was his duffle s...

Brad and Sally

...My god, red bra, orange pants, and green socks, I’m making love to a traffic light.

Get on with it.

I can’t, where do I start.

What does it matter?

It matters a lot, if I start with your ...

On Christmas Day

..."Travel light" Santa said to me as I grappled for all my most   
treasured belongings. I stuffed them all in a duffle bag, then with the silliest 
of grin on my face I said, " Ready"  
The ride up...

The Wardrobe of a Temporary Condition

...The Wardrobe of a Temporary Condition
David J Walker

I had to admit
It might have been an illusion

The first morning home 
Without a plausible conclusion to

Calendars past and
No witness...

The Last Token

...I was five years old when the war was over 
August, 1945, and my daddy sent word 
He was on his way home from Guadalcanal. 
Grandma was already preparing a feast 
For the family to celebrate his ...

A Fall of Snow In the Fifties Part 2

...Domestic sounds from the kitchen below creep under the bedroom door 
and I scamper, teeth a’ chatter, across the bedroom floor.
Out of the bedroom and across the landing, down the stairs I clatter,...

Autumn

...Kicking the leaves as they go back to school,
The nights getting darker each day,
The temperature lowering as autumn falls,
And the summer is swept on its way.
Duffle coats fastened protection fr...

Bygone Days

...Bygone days

Climbing trees 
Paper boats
Scabby knees
Duffle coats
Pick n mix
Runny nose
Thrupenny bits
Scruffy clothes 
Flying kites
Desperate Dan 
Conquer fights
Tins of spam
Spots n ...

He Did Not Come Back the Same, Part I

...When Laurie was just eighteen years of age
she fell in love with a brazen young man,
rode his own bike, knew just what to say,
ever quick with a joke was her Stan,
oh, the adventures that those t...

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