Long Ankle deep Poems

Dear friiends those who first read my poem i left an important line out in the donkey story

The first dance after our wedding,
Was absolutely exciting, intoxicating,
My darling whispered in my ear,
My wedding present to you...

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When I was a girl, still on the island
I’d sit in the sand
and brood
and revel
in what I thought was utter enlightenment
a teenage rebel
with dime-store refinement
We were all this way, and there is no shame
In the...

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He was there, He told me so!
On that cloudy morning a few years ago,
When a shaft of light from the Montana sky
Fell on his grave and caught my eye.
The raindrops that fell as if tears...

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There were seven Indian Government schools.  All built alike.  The 
one I'm writing about is Spring Creek.  He Dog, Soldier Creek and White River, 
Grass Mountain, Two Kettle, and Black Pipe were...

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In Dickensian time 
Upon sunset hour
Overshadowing Thames
Is London Tower
Blackened cobble streets
Shimmer in the rain
Big Ben at Westminster
Chimes an eight bells refrain

At Euston Station
A passenger alights
On Platform 3
And enters the caff
for a nice cup of tea

At...

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Craziest Time in Amphan 
                      
      Forecast of cyclone...

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I love to spend my October afternoons walking ankle-deep in dried, curled leaves.
They cover the back country roads, the forest floor, and my own front yard.
But, I cannot bear to rake them away, or burn...

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Dog Star

The clarity with which youthful vision perceives the world
Is increasingly fogged by the successive days of life.
Simple magnanimity is replaced by complex reservation.
Knowledge is replaced by uncertainty.
Hope is replaced by the leaden awareness of...

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(French terms to know: arabesque (ar-a-besk) stand on one leg, other leg extended back
with knee straight, arms out; pirouette (peer-oo-et) a full turn of the body on the top of
the toe or the ball of...

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El Segundo walks boards and he doth show
good balance warning native youths who dare
to make him stumble they must show some care.
Then carriage he now leads to colonnade,
and waits for family's entry three to share
but...

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When I think of regret, its like a very cold river
At first I was ankle deep, now neck-in my body shiver
How fast I'm being pulled by the current adds to my torment
Pity, Revulsion, Anger came...

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I've been waiting for someone to shed some light,
To take my hand and lead me back
Into the arms of the earth.
I've been ankle-deep in frost-kissed puddles,
Wishing for the welcome mat to sweep me
In out of...

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Winter Sonata 11-29-23
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Winter Sonata

In grave allegro solo grey gathers,
Strings of winter fantasias
Brewing staccatos of frozen fall remnants,
Downbeats for the first movement
As shivering sleet wipes away bucolic barcarolles
Rocking on sapphire barges,
Harbingers of hoarfrost and hibernation,
When leafless...

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I did it, I really did it, something got passed,
Nancy and I succeeded at last,
What a huge pain convincing my team,
When all I could do was silently scream.

The Squad were blackmailing,
The media loud blaring,
Republicans laughing...

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PEACE


Bergs dot the ocean, even  in June,  and 
Thick  fogs  clothe the Labrador shore early each morning.
The sea ice rocks slowly in the harbor from wind and sun. 
As  I...

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1977 BRIDGE SITE MINER`S BLUES.
Down in old south Brisbane, 
where the derro`s do hang out, 
Where the pipes were stacked 6 high, 
the homeless camped about. 
I was working mate as a miner, 
on a...

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When I  be out cuttin mye graiss befo,
Duh Lawd gimmie a sign.
Least ways iffin hit wus not duh Lawd
Maybe sumpthin else, cause
Duh Lawd He don’t want no body
usin His name fur a laiff.
So I...

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Black Rose


Night has fallen in this the quiet midnight hour, darkness evil touch lurking beyond the shadows, veiled
Lightning crackles through the trees with a fierceness sparking embers whistle smell of wood, pungent

Maiden shrouded from view...

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The Siren

I was only seven then, it had snowed all night, there was at least a foot of new snow on the ground making it almost three feet of snow so far for the season....

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A Forest A Capella
By: Tom Wright
11/15/98  

Along the forest floor I creep,
not Wishing to disturb inhabitants living there.
Treading on pine needles ankle deep,
as if nature had placed a carpet,
so I wouldn't disturb It's sleep.

The...

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My Fantasy Holiday

Another grey and dismal day so damp
To work I trudge along the streets of old
Through puddles ankle deep I grisly tramp
All muffled up, clothed to fight the cold

Each day I pass the poster...

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Along the forest floor I creep,
not wishing to disturb inhabitants living there.
Treading on pine needles ankle deep,
as if nature had placed a carpet,
so I wouldn't disturb its sleep.

The forest, having long been asleep,
appearing drowsy, begins...

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Deep breathing walkers
stretch across the blue grass of early day.

The park is a Florida basin under river roots.
A native cracker jammed down in a no-name Ford
listens to a country station that’s mega-nasal,
tin-star shaped and boozy.

Alligators...

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Watching little crabs scuttle out of holes building fences of round wet sand bricks.

A long necked long legged white crested round eyed sentinel watches a line of pelicans sliding on wind currents  
caused by...

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tuesday morning laundry
.
he had waded out into the waters
del mar in the morning was quiet
and he certainly was not on the sea of galilee
.
he had a pole in his hand
and stood quietly still before the...

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