Midnight Sonata
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They kept telling her to leave!
But her heart didn't hear their
loud thumping voices.
Like an idiot staying up all night,
this grandmother,quite old,
Physically worn out, decided it
w...
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Categories:
lariats, courage, poetess,
Form: Rhyme
Combine Carolina Contests
...Past Will Find Behind
Predict that past will always find behind;
Would be best if both Carolina's combine;
A poetry and book contest be presenting;
Both Carolinas am sure are consenting.
The...
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Categories:
lariats, allegory, analogy,
Form: Couplet
They Were Dying, Part 3 of 7
...(By the time of the shooting of
"The Misfits", the Miller-Monroe
marriage was in deep trouble.
The Pansy is Montgomery Clift,
The Tusker is John Huston.)
After the Fall
It started as a ment...
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Categories:
lariats, film,
Form: Free verse
Feed the Soul
...They say deep in Cauldron skies secrets fly
With swamp waters near , fallen angels gathered here
With tempest pain the human rises from waters depth
Secert still Bayou kept
The secrets lie wi...
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Categories:
lariats, butterfly, sensual,
Form: Free verse
From Noonlight To Moonlight
...From Noonlight to Moonlight
I'll chance to mention a jaunt once took, along a sloping ridge; coming up steady o'er jakes ravine, cross the creaking pinewood bridge, tethering up the hosses, to a hal...
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Categories:
lariats, cowboy-western,
Form: Rhyme
"twice Loved"
...My Dearest Most Beloved Barbara,
My broken heart began to live again
Filtering the Heat of Life: Once more ...
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Categories:
lariats, girlfriend-boyfriend, life, love, thank
Form: Lyric
On An Old Poem
...I read a poem yesterday
An old poem
By a poet preparing to past away
It unravels threads
In my spirits well seamed hem
I am huanted
By why she had to say
I would go back and read
It to myse...
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Categories:
lariats, life
Form: Free verse
Whowhenia
...when I
a rock-chucking stick-slasher
patch-monger
was
there was a waterless
well
where we would await sprites and goblins in ambush
shoe-lace lariats
piles of rock for cannonade
...
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Categories:
lariats, angst, childhood,
Form: Free verse
My Divali
...No greater gift can be
than your festival of lights
which blister burst so sweet
shedding firefly skins.
In silk-shod luminosity
enshrined the tombstone corners
of my ...
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Categories:
lariats, life, love, passion,
Form: I do not know?