Long Argyle Poems

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Everybody was after them back in the day
I tell them this is not the King, you can't have it your way 
I still have them and they are still sought after
When I wear them, I...

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Written: September 10, 2023
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In the tapestry of twilight's shroud,
Where dreams and wonders are allowed,
Jewel winks, shooting stars ignite,
Guiding us through the cosmic night.

A rubied mystery, the universe's womb
Whispers secrets, casting gloom.
But within this darkness, a...

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in the chilling crisp night
	with out a stirring trace of breeze
tingling fear of unseen eyes
	as my hackles begin to rise

Ebony skies with bright jewels scattered
	pinpricks of rain bowls that quickly glitter
pale moon like watching eye
	baleful...

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Written: September 22, 2023
No 1242 New Poem Only Poetry Contest      Sponsored by: Brian Strand
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Jewel 
     winks 
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On the wind-swept Nebraska prairie sits a building in wretched shambles,
Surrounded by a sagging fence and overgrown with prickly brambles.
It was once a bustling one-room school house, abandoned long ago.
Its weather-beaten clapboards, I judged to...

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The house is boiled cabbage
goose fat, gizzard stew, and beets.
Windows steam and simmer,
you can write your name on the glass
winter or summer.

If you can live among rutabaga
or borscht; if pickled eggs haunt your palate
then this...

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I've been around for more Christmases than I care to remember,
But I'm still filled with excitement as Yuletide nears in December,
Hoping that when I open that beautifully wrapped box,
That it won't contain the usual tie...

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'Tis the most wonderful time of the year,
When kids from two to ninety are full of good cheer!
Christmas Trees have been trimmed and are shining bright!
The kids are behaving so well much to their mothers'...

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Old Lord Harry put up a good front.
He hid socks in his pants as a stunt.                   ...

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Spaceward: genesis, obedience, fathomless: universe.
In Cerulean: lambent, sullen, discernible: Close ignite.
With harmony: hypaethral, skyward, aether: womb hiccups 
Whelm time: serenade, stardust, drizzles: diamond dust,
Overall trends: extinguish, slumber, wonder: celestial hymn,
By extolling: Argyle, twinkle, soothing: ...

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In the Southwest of Scotland
Marin county Argyle-shire
Extends a narrow mass of land
Known only as Kintyre

A certain mull on which is known
What sea the eye adore
As glitter to a rolling mist
As waves align the shore

Not far...

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Pete and I were gob smacked by these saviors in October of sixty-two.
Women in our apartment swiftly efficiently measured our heads too.
We both wanted to know why, but back in the sixties, kids did not...

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Locked firm in place in desolate space so devoid of grace
Sire, looked grim, he was gone without a trace
Earth glistens from heaven's view so high
Like a blue sapphire it shines to open portals when we...

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"Catch that cloud with an upturned eye,"
Said the spy with the sourpuss, sober cry,
When or whether, the weather of feathers fly high,
What are we but watchers of the sighing fly?
Whose wings chop winds with whirling...

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1. Hoboken (cost: faces)

green listlessness falls a cobalt bakery 5 westward arms
mists Montana purchases atrophy azure 
turned golden Midas go-go 4 melting faces ultramarine
gallows repudiate denim jeans down
cerulean cilantro eyes whispered ears 3 gaslights my...

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Off the bridge it goes into cold water
Carried down the angry river which raged away 
One argyle sock looks like the other
Separated from the mate by accident
Despair turned into a missing pair 
No more washer...

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Argyle socks, kilts,
Scottish tartan scarves
and Knox — aye
Mary, Queen Mary
shall you marry Darnly
for love? Nay...

Torches, kilts and song.
Heather in hands, waving
but Knox knocks their merry
socks off, eccentrically calling
Mary, a Jezebel queen.

Stuart clings to her Catholicity,
as...

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Can't believe how much junk we collect
In our normal day to day living
Won't throw stuff out, may need it again
Napkins from last year's Thanksgiving

Hankies Mom used to keep in her sleeve
Smelled good but not anymore
Love...

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If I have the time I’ll cook your beef,
Clean your kitchen, fix you a pie.
Sit and listen, sigh and cry.
Be your best friend, to both our relief.

If I have the inclination I’ll be there.
To mend...

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I opened my eyes,under. 
A bleak atmosphere-
deserted I beheld.
Sinuous channels flowing.
Whimpering           
Sounds escaped,
As I walked on vast layer 
Of permafrost.
Beyond the horizon,the 
World lay bare.
With...

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Need a hem? Go find Mrs. Seamstress Fox.
Lost some weight? Throw that in this box.
I will take it to her, it will shake your argyle socks.
At how quickly she will fix things, Mrs. S.T. Fox.

She...

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Illuminate her rusted locks
to strip her husk chagrin
as the water whipping silver spray
swirled heavy, pulls you in
This argyle blue is painful
'gainst your skin of yellow fall
to limbs bent thin of daisy stems
in an instant, rather...

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The store had lots of funky socks -
Nobody could have missed 'em.
The ones I chose had elephants -
Now, how could I resist 'em?

Another pair had cherries
And (the special called for 3),
I finished with an argyle
Made...

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My sock has a hole.
Should I throw it away?
No one wants to see
My big toe on display.

And yet, if I darn it,
The stitches will show
And that may look almost
As bad as the toe.

I guess I’ll...

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