Long Carbine Poems

The Ending at Wounded Knee

This is what happened:
Two worlds collided,
And the elder one died.

Pony soldiers and Indian police,
Triggerhappy and jumping at shadows,
Killed Sitting Bull at Pine Ridge;
     His horse pawed the...

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Re: viewing the emotionally prosperous papa razz zee life I did not live

The following poetic account 
written more'n a dozen 
dirty dancing decades ago, 
while I (a socially 
withdrawn Homo Sapiens) 
one indigent Yahoo 
groveled...

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Ruing the emotionally prosperous papa razz zee life I did not live

The following poetic account 
written more'n a dozen dirty dancing decades ago, 
while I (a socially withdrawn Homo Sapiens) 
groveled along (on a secret...

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"Yes, this is all still so amazing what impacts the soul truly; and in what ways." This fond endearment was in the Spring Time of our Love as I remember. A perfected shoo-in. 

This was...

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~ (~) "Amazing what-impacts the-soul; and-in what ways." (~) ~
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~ (~) It-was in the-spring time-of our-love-as I remember, it was the greatest of the many 
gracious things, a life you pray always remains; something
the pain,...

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III.
Another week had passed with little change,
when Meredith came up and said to him:
“I would like to get out of town for a bit,
let’s go picnic in Abnerson’s Canyon.

“I used to go there with Samuel,
it’s...

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He was out of Woodie Wonder by the stallion Sunset Hue, 
A freak thought breeding purists, who would surely end up glue. 
For greys were so unfashionable he'd never get a start, 
But this colt...

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Arduous agonizing affliction
doth unrelentingly assail...
aghast to exhale lest...lose
desperate clinging clutch
held by bloodied cracked fingernail
phantasmagoric tendrils constrict

stoppering me to whisper or wail
yawning abyss menacingly beseeches
hmm...release could immediately curtail
cumulative (lifetime's worth) travail
freefalling, pirouetting unnervingly,
unstoppably, unwaveringly... zipping

into infinite...

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She lives in the desert
with skin the color of sandstone
and the texture of an orange.
She’s a man’s man if you ever saw one.
Her carbine seems to have a mind of it’s own,
never knowing, when in...

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The buds are blooming,
And there are no storms looming
Even the leaves are sustaining each other,
To reshape the trees and gather.
Spring was declared to be our guest,
But this perished flower wasn't so blessed.
It was locked under...

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The police are everywhere
And barracks are empty, 
I see military fatigue, locusts
I see firearms that can make the devil blush
I see the MK 18 mod 1 carbine whose libido is famed abroad
I see the Glock...

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Young G’s sporting tattooed gunz, on rolling black streets,fishing without water, amphibians of the dark ghettos,with names like Ricochet Rob, because he once dreamt of shooting straight.Mumbles, who’s mom was a midnight walker. He was...

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Those BMX bikers were kicking up dust 
But the blockade ahead meant they had to have trust
The little green guy with a face like a sprout
Would come up with something to help them all out

The...

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I was planning on going to Azania to die like you
No one would transport me
Away from the rhetoric, and Fidel left before 
I knew. So I wrote on walls
Endless missives of declarations for freedom.
I made...

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final dismount, final ride
pasture waits for dappled roan
girth mark of the lonely byways
lather from the battles flown
dew eyed weary, spinal backed
stumble step'd and nostril blown...

stirrup brass with bugle hung
faded strap and leather worn
bridle twisted, crackled...

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(This poem was wrote as a challenge, a tribute to  Laurel and Hardy, so this was taken from  songs).



On a mountain in Virginia, Stands a lonesome pine
Just below the cabin, home of a...

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A due date is the finish line, 
a detail not to be ignored!
What do you call a starting line?

A place to leap from made of pine,
the impetus of a spring board,
far from the waters finish...

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Towering, organic orifice; 
Spiring, glistening steeple
Wholesome, organic form; 
Brokered, burnished symbol
Environmentally-conditioned 
organism; Artificially-renovated 
copse
Bland, earthy edifice; Bright, 
glowing orb
Dull, lifeless timber; Vibrant, 
veiled oracle
Shielded, sheltered ember; 
Shiny, showcased beacon
Soaring, sylvan sentinel; 
Stunted, cropped cinder
Cherished, nourished...

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