Sister Guitar Poems

One might call it a 'guitar',
But, sadly, I have to call it my wooden casket with strings,
No offence to the instrument,
Its not that bad of...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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I kept telling my sister, please find a guitar-loving man if you can.
She thought it was hilarious, and was not a big fan.
She found a...

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My City Cowboy

You don't wear boots, 
not the fancy ones...
unless there is a;
marriage, birth or death.
Otherwise, it is work shoes, 
steel-toed, 
and seldom shiny. 

Plain...

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Yesterday

We 
that can remember
keep-alive
those that have been forgotten,
in the small room,
the place in our hearts,
where God 
plants the best flowers,
and no tears…
fall....

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Batteries

Included with your purchase, 
items of importance, 
things you might
have forgotten, 
at the last minute. 
Gifts that have…
no marked down price, 
no lesser quality, 
and...

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Picco dos say amore?
ah he loves me!
Picco, say he loves you more?
ah he say, he loves mi!
do Picco wish to marry:
does Picco want to carry-on?
Picco...

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If my house was on fire,
What would be the things, without which I would not retire?

Sixteen minutes of fate and so many things to accumulate.
Seven...

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we saw nothing
but elbows
and heard the fist pounding 
the skin.
their long black and brown
leather coats hide what they
were doing
the cries of the men
on the ground
could...

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sometimes we act like we
gotta ask for nothing
our way of trying to get something
beg a little to get what we got
and act satisfied cause it...

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