Long Chugs Poems

Santa Claus, we’ve been out of touch 
and I don’t ask for very much 
but I have needs, and I’m in Dutch

I want to see the light of day
oh, and can you give me a...

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The Whiskey Bottle Wish

 	One late summer night outside a saloon in the mid-west, an intoxicated Dusty Rogers, stumbles out of the Bar nearly taking one of the revolving doors with him. As he flutters...

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terrible two
is a ninja turtle
she spins her 
little play broom 
like a fighting stick 
and charges 

grandpa shark
faints and dodges
she reels back
gives him a whack
and he cries like a villain
terrible two
triumphantly giggles

terrible two
won't eat anything
he...

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As the Sunday sun sets away
With it the rare peace and your funday
Brings to fore the manic monday

Ditching all the pleasures that the weekend brought
When clear was the mind with little thoughts
Relaxing with a cup...

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In the stillness of slumber
In the wee morning hours
Far in the distance of night
A faint whistle can be heard...

Roar of eagerness shakes the night
As Kublai barks in happy delight
Scratching and clawing the back door
Dancing and...

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Wearing dinosaur boots
blundering through the city lights
of a brain high on low energy.

Being a concrete Tarzan
bending only to crumble
at the waist
while within me
a jungly place rains ripples.

Riding a speeding bullet train,
watching a fizzy sky crap...

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The End Times

A locomotive train chugs remote wails,
The tempest brews a calamitous stunt,
Falls of exiting steam, moist teary tails,
A structure of ills desires cured a want.

Veil vibration replaced...

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Lonely night
                                 ...

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I feel so grand this special day in June
while waiting at the station for my ride
aboard the new steam engine coming soon
to take me to a place where I can hide

from city noise and busy...

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Eleanor feels her strength ebb
               like a river dried by heat
she sinks to the hospital floor
chemotherapy stalks her, 
  ...

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There's a place down California way
Where I once perchance did stay
In a tent
with cheap rent
Next to the trains making hay

Whilst cimbing the grade to Las Vegas
And beyond that land of lost wages.
With city goods.
"Must buy"...

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Metallic city howls like a wounded animal
scraped by nocturnal vigils
of grandchildren and elders
emaciated like tuberculosis lungs
gasping from chug-chugs of tobacco soot...
and the face of a night is hammered by
ripped moans like plucked strings in motel...

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Written: August 29, 2023
Voice Poetry Contest                             ...

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Cast off the mooring ropes at bow and stern
Head out into the early morning mist
Hoist the big mainsail, free the jib, and turn
Feeling the filling canvas make her list

The venerable diesel chugs and splutters
Its smoky...

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THE RISEN HEADS

We know ourselves for long, since ages
A time we spent in a small kiosk as bar boys, in the weekdays
A time we spent processing fish in the odd days
A time we spent tossing...

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Upon the tracks, the train does glide,
With people inside, a bustling tide.
I wonder their thoughts, as they journey along,
To places afar, or where they belong..

Are they lost in the moment, or lost in their mind?
Seeking...

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A SENSE OF EMPTINESS 

		Empty I feel inside,
		No emotions left within since you died,
		A black blankness that drains
		a hollow heart remains.
		Shackled to chasmic chains,
		Leftover is a shallow shadow, wide..

	A null void consumes me, 
	Sensations have...

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She turns to fire engine red as her leaves begin to change 
toot toot! she goes as she travels through the autumn train 
Her caboose shakes in the wind but she hangs on tight ...

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He plucks a pear from the tree and tosses it my way. Hands fumble, but nails sink into flesh to maintain a solid grip. He doesn't see me slip. Examine the freshness of the fruit...

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It’s wrong to judge people by appearance
So when he approached me with that grimace
I tried to see what’s inside
Perhaps a sweet prince did hide
Behind scaly green skin on the surface

He offered his lips, I felt...

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I’ve reached the age where happiness
Is dealt out in small measure,
Where waking with no aches or pains
Is on rare morns a pleasure.

A joy to me of this year was
I had no big crises of health.
I...

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Free wheeling down the hill
chuck-a-bang out of fuel
referring quickly to my map
a gas pump is what I need.

Right at the bottom of the hill
appears a grand and wacky 
garage flying a flag and a sign
fill...

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All night I travel, in a dream…
asleep since midnight - plus sixteen.
A ghost train’s whistle, softly drawn
through orange-black at cusp of dawn.
The phantom locomotive chugs
with each and every stroke,
then crests the hill, going faster still,
churning...

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Big Ole Country Hugs

Mary Jo

Far outside the city
in the country swattin bugs.
Such a simple price to pay
for big ole country hugs.

Runnin by the river bed
and skippin over streams.
I'm dreamin that I'm dreamin
while I watch you...

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