Long Chainsaws Poems

Land Is A Loom
I sailed the fiord like inlets between Powell River and Drury Inlet.
The land itself  spoke from mountains, torents, islet
From bird song and bear splashing fishers
From rutting moose and cougars sharp incisors.
The...

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Harumph To Holiday Hoopla – Phish Pshaw!

Relieved of fatherhood Saint
Nick schtick found me
to relinquish ratty outfit, and stow away zee bras
like padding and "FAKE flowing beard,
ah...don't remind me,
those well worn faux paws

of each dear deer...

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Its not my fault
deny it all
self righteous denial
of why
why not
judge me wrong
cause you do it to
yourself

an empty man
with no dreams
beat the dog
wonder why the nighbors upset
cry all night to wash your hands clean

under the stairs
under...

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I did see the buoyant bubbles of bliss
fizzing out of my charming muse's smile.
A bubbly butterfly that she is,
was fluttering and whirling around me with verve.
She was so excited to explore the beauty of nature
and...

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In a space that should hum with focus,
Where thoughts flow like ink on paper,
I walk the halls, and what do I hear?
The clatter of egos—loud, brash,
A symphony of insecurity,
Each voice a drum pounding louder,
Drowning out...

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Every time I get happy
the Nana-Hex 
comes through.
A dog's canines 
change into chainsaws,
toothpicks turn into knives,
coral reefs diverge into dirty sponges,
a sandcastle into a mausoleum,
a soldier-ant burrows deeper
into my borrowed grave,
reveille trumpets tap 
a tip-toed...

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Pavlov’s dogs are salivating
bells of nature ring as
every action yields consequences
stimuli evoke a response and
primeval instincts dance with evolution

‘I think therefore I am’ jingles in the mind
while valid emotions seek freedom
from primordial shackles and chainsaws...

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Armed with chainsaws in the field, two young men are shirtless guests
with shoulders bronzed by sun and sweat.
The timbre in the August sun has scattered birds and stirred unrest

   The tree they'll slay...

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“The Winter Tree’.

 The winter trees are dreaming,
 of violent summer storms,
 wind, thunder, and lightning.
 Of wild horses running in the rain, under a harvest moon,
 chasing night rainbows.
 Falling snow tickles their branches,...

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SPRING FORWARD --> slipping & sliding ---> sneezING away ------))!!!
looming wet yellow haze : *SEVERE* outages : FUTURECAST
HiBeRnAtIoN Day! ; all ?|^devouring^|? (PM—AM) / gargantuan STORMS ; 
breaking singing stinging\\\\springing toward////springing stinging shaking
a THREAT !!!!-------------wildfiring...

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Tinnitus tinnitus, innocuous by name,
invisible tasteless, sounds pretty lame,
Ears hissing, snakes inside my head, 
Growing louder, causing turmoil in bed,
Room’s spinning, feel like getting sick,
Banging kicks off, rhythmically quick. 

Tinnitus tinnitus, pneumatic drillers, 
incessant maniacal...

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a cog in the wheel and a log on the fire

of dreams I hallucinate unless the days

are visions of sleepless delusions of truth


its real and surreal when nights close in

I used to be a knight...

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Must have been yesterday,  
                     dark-green against a silver sky
    ...

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They came as dawn's fresh light fell upon the land.   
With their hard hats and high viz jackets.   
Busy men clamour and plot,   
Measure and scratch,   
Cigarette...

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Reasons you might be a serial killer

-all your lampshades are made from human skin

-all 3 of your chainsaws are always fully fuelled

-your wallpapers is hundreds of pictures of a rocking horse ridden by a gorilla

-you...

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The buffer and howling is strong through the night,
loose tin on a roof puts up a good fight,
something goes crashing; something flies past,
the moan at the window is ghostly and fast.

There’s damage at daylight, and...

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At the end of the forest
Stood a spruce tree so tall
From miles away it was seen by all

In the spring it’s bristles we’re green and bright
So shiny that some even glistened the nite

In the winter...

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A recent visit to an eclectic museum trying to achieve many things in a small space. Unintentionally presented in the style of a lucid dream. Harps through the ages (with audio), a collection of children's...

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Green and 
Blue blotches
With no reason
Nor rhyme.
Racing, like
Purple chainsaws 
Dancing through my head
Like sugarplums
At Christmas time.
Cross-eyed acrobats
Jumping through
Twisted rings of
Nothing at all.
Feels like I'm 
Falling and cracking
Anxiously, like
Humpty Dumpty
Off the wall.
Lies, deceit, and honor
All hide...

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Creak, creak…snap, whoosh, thud!
Helpless sound of suffering echoes through the forest
penetrating the inflicted silence of fear and diminishes.

Twigs, branches and trunks crashing upon one another;
together they stood as trees, now fallen on the ground.
Chlorophyll stained...

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An old rickety fence stands 
where a corral used to be, 
horses used to eat hay there 
now, they roam wild and free. 

A man looks toward the mountains 
tears, stream down his wrinkled face,...

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is a mass hysteria
induced by the sound 
of Indies short-tailed crickets mating, 
not, as conspiracy would have it,
the result of a sonic weapon,
a microwave attack,
or malfunctioning eavesdropping equipment.

Likewise, the Sausalito Hum 
was not a snooping...

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Days Behind, Days Ahead

I stand with you on your beloved mountains 
Our fears merge and light the path
I'll always miss the beauty of you both
Your hidden pain evoked the wrath
I know the "why" that I...

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Naught for the Faint in Heart

Harrowing bloodcurdling decapitations, decomposing cadavers, and spine-tingling minions of apparitions, 
          that unravels in this gothic horror too spooky for the...

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If I go a whole day without my Wheaties
I'm miserable, grumpy and mean
My Wheaties are really the only thing
Between me and a very bad scene

Beat up little kiddies but they must be little
Like two or...

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