Long Broad shouldered Poems

Ah... methinks I could sleep forever

Basking in a supine position
with eyes wide shut
while the space heater churns out
fast moving molecules of heat
solitudinarian drowsy thinker fêted
by miniature fantasy 
of tropical island paradise
accompanying and populating slumber
courtesy flickering,...

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The House on Lake Maggiore

The house on Lake Maggiore was reality, a physical truth, 
my imagination became the artist.

The day has become  a deckchair, gently folding itself up
as my walk leads me into a...

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Chained undulations drew lustful admiration 
Hungry hands grabbed slender agile ankles
" Hey, -  let her go. A beautiful lady dancing,
Appreciate her", handsome stranger asserted


Narelle, ocean haired sequin harem allure, noted
Broad shouldered, neatly attired stranger...

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Old Jane Gallagher, 
she was fine, 
in that sun shining on an every-day-girl sort of way.
Giggling 
as her checkers clacked and she stacked up her kings, 
funny 
how young women enter men’s senses and take...

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An Old Cowboy's Thunder

I stopped at a bar with a big neon star,
And looked for a seat in the crowd. 
I saw a grizzled old gent who looked pretty spent. 
He sat alone at a...

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They sit gossiping 
around on chairs
Under shady walnut
Sh! Sh! Backbiting! 
Abusing! Loud laughing…
having fun!
A proud young man 
newly appointed
Abused his pupils in 
anger
When I in innocence 
interrupted him
And reminded of his 
class,
For the poor pupils...

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during the Eves of festival
a broad shouldered man
came into or near
the Layer were Witches were said to dwell
He came there to challenge
the Goblin who made
pots in the cave
Witches, Witches  ask him here
cast your spell...

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“9/11”


I have seen the Sword of Anguish
As it seared its blinding wrath across the faces of millions.

I have tasted the salt of their tears
Released in painful droplets of anger and fear.

I have watched the father,...

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These three words immensely tick me off:
"Women of color" sounds frightfully pejorative.
I get very angry, hot, offended and combative,
When I hear these god-awful words that bluff
And marginalize our beautiful and proud women
Of action, dedication, fairness,...

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I stopped at a bar with a big neon star,
And looked for a seat in the crowd.
I saw a grizzled old gent who looked pretty spent.
He sat alone at a table, tall and proud.

I judged...

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In this landscape, lies a nest 
made of brown brittle leaves, 
cracked asphalt, 
and tire flattened filters
this creature, stands 
broad shouldered and stupid
with a flat face and eyes
open so wide they are windows 
offering a...

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Bold, wide, and gently rolling or narrow, crisp, and clear, 
rushing over bedrock. Broad shouldered to carry the burden
of the depths, or lithe and athletic, coursing swiftly down a
stream. Men stand and gaze transfixed by...

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He was the leader of the band till age ninety-three
Won the Senior Olympics five-mile race thirty times
In the Depression Dad worked to feed his family
And succeeded by pinching all nickels and dimes

Never raised his voice...

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With every page turned
I discover traces of myself
Behind the tattered covers
Of old family diaries
In the words of Homer
Within the songs of America
Amongst the GI’s, Hoplites, and Senators,
This is the masculine
I despise this cloak of anonymity
In...

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You reek of fancy smell
That one worn by a kingly son
You spend your daddy’s golden coins
And drive like a daring prince to town
You open doors like gentlemen
And lead her way to tricky nonse
You smile like...

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A Young Cowboy From Tulsa

I once knew a young cowboy in Tulsa
Broad shouldered with long blonde hair
He rodeo’d with the best of that breed
And was champion of our county fair.

He was a sight to behold...

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He smiles at me.
As though the weight
Of psychedelic visions
Were insubstantial
And inconsequential;
A trivial thing.

Broad-shouldered emotions
Mushroom through 
Organic momentum
To greet my pain,
A throbbing haze
That is my post-script.

Narcotic serenity
Wraps around my brain,
Slurring everything
In my tilt-a-whirl scene,
Until the funhouse
Sweeps...

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I saw her in the park 'neath the streetlights dim glow
She was holding the hand of a man I don't know
She is my wife not his and I'll have none of that
But then he was...

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Now soaring high above the lands
that form the Big Sur shore,
her wings enjoin the wind and sky
set free forevermore.
Where hills, broad shouldered, meet the sea
eternal, vast, and blue,
and cloud-laced skies above the earth
now greet her...

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I once knew a young cowboy in Tulsa.
He was broad shouldered with longish blonde hair.
He rodeo’d with the best of that breed,
And he was champion of our county fair.

He was something to see with the...

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I knew a rodeo champ in Tulsa
He was broad shouldered with shiny blonde hair
He was a sight to behold with women
And knew all of them at our county fair

Then one night in the dead of...

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Now that the half-lit vigil of the housewife has ended
And the petitions for forgiveness have begun,
To what shall we aspire?
The worlds are set in motion
And the damaged walls were mended,
Not by the strong willed, broad...

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