Long Baby blues Poems

Saul’s twinkling eyes took it all in – the platinum hair framing a first-class face, the silvery sheath dress wrapped around a figure that was out of sight, but in plain view. She was definitely...

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Poem 1: A Boy And His Painted Piano

he used lively greens
tender blues,
touches of plain mauve 
and rainbow trout splatters
to paint music
on the gas fumes 
that inhabited the clean air
that once use to live there.

he made...

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Let me be Frank.

I pulled up to the Stork Club in a bright Red Coupe Deville. I must admit I felt a bit of pride as I tossed the bell hop the keys. I said...

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What happened to my boisterous boy,
      beloved keeper 
                     ...

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I pulled up to the Stork Club in a bright Red Coupe Deville. I must admit I felt a bit of pride as I tossed the bell hop the keys. I said "Keep it close...

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He walks towards her in a cold winter’s day
with his buttoned-down shirt and expensive blue jeans.
He doesn’t waste time as he whispers to her:
“You have the most beautiful eyes that I’ve ever seen.”

And it doesn’t...

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#How could I forget# 
How could I forget your widely smiling face,
Your warm enwrapping hugs, your frequent gifts of grace,
Before your brilliant mind, which used to dazzle bright,
Gave way to Alzheimer’s dark unrelenting blight. 

How...

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Years ago we said goodbye
and now I'm left here with nothing to do but cry
and not knowing the answer to the question why
it was hard enough to let you go
but I believed I had learned...

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The ones who would soak 
the mother who drowned 
her children in serpentine
seas never floated a child. 

When splashed amongst 
the horror-stricken, 
we too feign revulsion. 
Evoke higher powers and
baptismal pools: the fluidity
in the womb....

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(*Note- I suggest you read this with a boom box going in your head. Can you dig it?)

Yo,
Now gather round, my brothers ,settle down while I regale ya
with some tales about my lady from the...

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Those deep caramelized eyes

hidden behind continuous cries

Days, weeks, months

sitting at his side

holding his hand

the one who held your heart

the one who made you his bride


Lost, deeply entranced in memories

Nights laying by the fire

Captivated by desire

Those...

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POTW 1 Oct 2018

Gossip about her
swept the school yard through
“Hey if you’ve got what it takes 
There’s this girl named Sue
For a pack of smokes
or a drink or two
She’ll kiss you ~ she’ll please you
like...

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The eye is such a braggart with its emerald this and hazel that.
Does no one dream about an ear or a nose?
(personally ... I find the shin and pinkie toe quite fascinating)
But it is a...

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He came home in fatigues
a late night in March
chill, crisp windless.

His heavy shined shoes pairingly
stole the chipped, warped
creaking boards of
the basement stairs. 

Turning the corner,
stepping into the living room
shiny black leather 
steel tipped boots ...

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I walked too many miles
and ran so few feet
that my heart skips beats
when the women pass me by

Here I am,
alone in a world of loners
and beast and man alike
sleeping on park benches
smoking cigarette buds
and breathing...

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I'm sitting here in my flannel pajamas, anticipating Sunday's snow.
A hardship? Not really, but an inconvenience when the girls want to wear
their fancy dresses with the stiff and scratchy petticoats, and the boys
want to wear...

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I held you in my arms for the very first time,
Elated my son was perfect, he was simply sublime.

New life that I had pushed into the world, 
Precious baby, oh how my emotions whirled.

With light...

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Baby Blues

Tom considered himself a very lucky man
His girlfriend, Sally, was pregnant, going for a 20 week scan
They decided they wanted to know the sex, and Tom’s heart was filled with joy
When the Stenographer proudly...

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The Fulton fish market 
 
 
Day breaks early on the misty water front 
the streets wake outside South Street 
to  sounds of fog horns fading in the distance 

Morning comes alive to the...

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Sun beaming gumdrops onto the season's pixies of truth
Affectionately dancing to gingerly giggles upon my tingly skin
Cotton clouds of powder puff and gentle sweet breezes too
Tantalizingly chasing, as they merrily join up with these magical...

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it's difficult to find inspiration
in a world that you've given up on
when you look around at the people
realizing there is no justification
rhyme or reason for all that they do
they just do
how dull

perhaps it's easy to...

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An angel, he appeared one afternoon -
amazing, amorous, and alluring.
Beguiling her with beautiful ballads,
how splendidly he bewitched her!

Long languorous summer days they lazed 
in a field of daffodils 
as she lay blissfully in his brawny...

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Not Today

Life was good till the third baby then one day the hamper was Overflowing and she just stared at it and cried.  Six needy hands Pawing at her non-stop and it just kept...

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when listening to music I hear it played in colour

two arythmic arcing shapes
sway to moaning baby blues - then
burst from syncopated sleek-hipped dreams,
veiled they in smoke grey gaze
where figures drift an' dive,
mischief minds bedecked by
clock...

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this world is bleak,
everywhere i look is the same
dark and dreary black
and plain boring white

oh how i would miss 
those clear days, that i could ook into the sky
and see for miles and miles
now all...

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