Metaphor Jobs Poems

I reached retirement age a year ago,
but still I like to teach and so I do,
but three days now instead of four a week.
I start...

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 wonderment environmental praise
How can the winds see were it's going
And what direction do they call
If the trees  are rooted in the grounds 
Why...

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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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A secret is granted
any curb captain
listening.

To speak rarely and
with roots.

Blake wears a hardhat,
drives a forklift for
Metal Products.

Whitman collects
unemployment in the mail.

New words
are mined coal.

They are...

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I am the American worker
coal fired for refined thieves
on the thirty first floor.

My secrets rest
roadside beyond the guardrail
where ditched alleys
lead to rowhouses.

A list of porches
repeating...

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************************Kelp Seaworthy***************,,,,


An interveiw with wrestling legend Brunei "Giant" Kwaku
Kelp.....)what's your issue with the Cedis Brothers? You
three were friends you use to travel up and down...

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The room is occupied
Because someone is doing
Their occupation
They are the occupant
When they talk about occupancy...

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The Color Missing
Red, black, and blue are the colors of our work pens. Red is the color of the blood we spill on other people’s...

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