Long Bottomed Poems

Ready...Aim...Fire!

In light of tension twixt
brinkmanship rumbling one
East Asian Tiger
country otherwise known as
"the land of morning calm,"
yours truly t'will invite 
"freedom foo fighters"
tubby regaling with a jubilant aire
total mortal Kombat 
levels threat of human warhead
bomb dubbed...

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Nineteen sixty-nine
By Franklin Price
5/22/2019

The year was nineteen sixty-nine
A year for change and to adjust
Had just returned from Viet Nam
Was alone, without much trust

Married when I went away
January sixty-eight
Received “Dear John” on April Fool
It's a long...

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In the brackish water of a tideland flat 
A delicious creature grows up and gets fat
Louisiana Brown shrimp is its name
Their excellent flavor has brought them fame

They call them Brownies and they’re caught by net
My...

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There's a feeling of sadness
Mixed with a wistful awe
As we pick our careful way
Across a rubble strewn floor.
An eerie sort of half light,
As though hiding from the day,
Hiding our history until
It's finally thrown away.

This building...

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  ONE: Book of  Kings /What kind of man can laugh in prison?  / the kings answered " a man who is free"/ just then , a trumpet sounded/ a throne and...

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What is the main difference
and primary points of comparison
between being inductively seductive
and becoming deductively submissive?

Between being illusive
and becoming illusioned?

Between being deluded
and becoming delusional?

Between being precluded
and becoming included?

Between being illusory
and becoming luminated?

Between being enlightened
and becoming relit?

Between...

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Are there ghosts on Hessle Road
Do the bell bottomed boys
Slide quietly into Rayners
For the pint, the craic, the noise.
Do their pockets still jingle
Until, having spent it all
It's again through the Bullnose
To pursue the ghostly trawl.

Do...

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I saw that superficial heaven. 
The streets were lined with 
diamonds and glitter rained 
from the sky. The sun shined a 
bright rose gold and the sky a 
great blue. There were flakes 
of gold...

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Being in the will of God means changing your mind
                      Leaving all your trouble...

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It is painted in water colors
light blue spreading out the farthest
then comes light splotches of white
you can almost see the brush move
as pink and yellow are added 
orange touches the bottom
blending with a rich red...

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Can’t you hear the silent trickle rusting
	on the bell of liberation
shouting into the wind of nascent freedom
	Its trick or treat frosted 
or icing on the caked in disguise

It sounds action once and for every all
	yet...

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The inspiration for today’s poem…I found beneath my feet…
as I began my walk this morning…in a guitar stain on the street.

Last night we attended a concert at a friends house…where we sat off in the...

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She gives you her number, you remember
She is brown to the sun
Her figure is one well bottomed
She is well bosomed
Her lips so glossy
And her hips bouncy
You remember,
You felt the thirst and felt the lust
You did...

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Heavy the hoods of the eyes
  that laboured the scan of horizons
Heavy the course of the thoughts
  that sat unstirred on the sill of the stare

Heavy this ancient bottomed nose
  sitting in...

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She was taken by bears, that was the consensus,
dragged off in her sleeping bag; tracks confirmed.

Later the child was eaten, but not before she died of old age.

She lodged with the Grizzlies, growing sturdy, unusually...

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Saturnalia, the pagan worship of winter solstice,

                            ...

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That evening
we took a flat-bottomed boat
and swam it up the Thames.
Douglas the middle-aged queer
served martinis out of a crystal pitcher.
Lurching for lips, he kissed me.
I was surprised how sweet it felt.
Jenny in a canvas chair,...

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I met a Hippie walking down the street.
She had long hair, big eyes.
Wide-bottomed trousers, orange-red,
Covered in an intricate pattern
Of strange designs, flapped round her feet
And from her shoulders over a flowered blouse
Hung a black satin...

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I have waded through the rivers of eternity
I have sailed ships on the seas of time
For the exquisite pleasure of pressing my lips to your ear
So that you could finally hear…
	The ROARING of my soul

I...

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Don't come to my house,after all.
Our Weimar Republic Governor,
regaled..." Ten people, that's all"


If you want to dance must be 20
feet away?
I heard a liberal state is outlawing
kissing soon, as they take more 
freedoms as we...

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She was taken by bears;
that was the unlikely consensus -
dragged off in her sleeping bag, 
tracks confirmed.

She lodged with the grizzlies, 
growing sturdy, unusually hirsute
for a human girl, 
but pretty in a wide-bottomed way.
Eventually she...

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Cornucopia

Trumpet Sounding – abundance Resounding –
A harvest not Empty – a horn of Plenty –
Season bounty Astounding – safe from snowbound Surroundings
Fall Caressing fair autumn Blessings.

Sweet orbs of Green or burgundy Seen
In arbors that Wait...

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I remember the old rustic barn
Long ago in the sweet month of May
My sister Louise and her newly found squeeze
Were having a roll in the hay

She'd sneak to the neighborhood bar
And drink with young Larry...

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Patriot's Play Scheme 

Should I make love or leave well enough alone?
Even though may be young teen or fully grown;
My decision, what things will it be affected by?
Nothing works out no matter how hard I...

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How much lower could I go?
How much more could I take?
Hadn't I had my fill, 
my share
more than my share?
And you held my head underneath
the water in the wooden trough
you, gestapo god
and by christ
you did...

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