Long Cockle Poems

Unquotable quotes: Paris, the last week of the August reprieve – XXXV
 Part One                     ...

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Utmost nadir of despair found
this atheist craning his neck skyward
hearing resplendent August orchestra
today June 10th, 2022
choral symphony may sound absurd,
but...mine supreme auditory sense

(compensated with poor vision,
i.e. extreme myopia) impossible mission
driving after dark
genetically injured
acute undoubted gifted...

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starry eyed cloud of surreal angels

utmost nadir of despair found
this atheist craning his neck skyward
hearing resplendent August
choral symphony may sound absurd,
but...mine supreme auditory sense

(compensated with poor vision,
i.e. extreme myopia) genetically injured
acute undoubted gifted courtesy,
viz cochlear...

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Pin 4198: Disney Gallery - Alice in Wonderland Series (Baby Oyster)
Variations on The Walrus and the Carpenter"  a narrative poem by Lewis Carroll that appeared in his book Through the Looking-Glass,...

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The second, ten years later, 
caught her body less prepared. 
Had  finger nails been more pared her clench 
might well have spared his palms
so close to drawing blood. 

Her pelvis did not dilate in...

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"For those who bear stoically the cross put on their shoulders by others, the cross turns into a crown" - by the Poet

she still smiled,
even when she knew,
life looped over her, 
like a hangman’s noose.
she...

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I've got a dish of killifish
I wish to eat that silly fish
Baked, or fried in peanut oil
Roasted, dried, or let to boil.

Make me a star-gazy pie
Take me to the Catfish Fry
Lead me to the China...

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A flood of grackles,
black-leafing the tree
who seem to’ve forgot
that its not
Winter;
it’s Spring and everything
is about to flower.

Eva says they are starling
and they may be.
She says they crowd the uncrowded 
barebranch trees and blot out
the sun...

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The prince said,who are you golden fruit?Buried so deep in the sun glow?
 I don't know but help me,just keep me where I can see you. 
You talked to the shadows.
Though what of the flower...

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I was awakened by the sounds of clatters and thumps
as a whoosh of breeze made my window blinds thud.
I rose with a groan and felt the rise of goose bumps
on my skin. Frigid morning air...

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Ain’t nobody here, 
but us plucky chickens
Ghetto goose-stepping,
every fare-thee-well welfare day!

Ain’t nobody here,
but us unlucky chickens
Urban legend has it,
that we been KFC set free

Now ain’t we pretty henpeck  clucky ...
USA   Grade A...

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The corn now growing tall moving like an angry sea in a ferocious wind,
It rustles softly it is thrown back and forth by a warm billowing wind,
Rye is higher than my shoulders cerulean ears have...

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"Put a blanket 'neath that saddle!
You'll rub that poor hoss raw!"
Cain't get these young guys off the phone
Beats all I ever saw.

We had a brandin' yesterday
An' he forgot his rope
He was textin' in the saddle...

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(Mary, Mary quite contrary, tending your garden just so;
planting your bells and cockle shells, and hoping to grow.)

I built a little house,
And dared to plant a few flowers in the garden.
Surrounded by gray stone walls...

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Written: June 29, 2023
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Cockle, two hooves clung over a hundred brothers.
You discovered unmatched comfort such as no other.
An awl compiled your flight of stairs to a dynasty.
A lasting legacy of resilience and strength to foresee.

A...

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Like a baby
screaming out 
exciting
mind to action
speechless heart
thinks in silence.
Happy thoughts 
stretch a smile
sad thoughts
wet the eyes
jealous thoughts
invent a lie
envious thoughts
grab the knife
fearful thoughts
talents hide
tying jails
the inadequate.
In the garden
of the mind
left unwatched
cockle thrives
love unlocks and
grows...

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I’ve written on so many themes
Of one sort or another
The only thing I know for sure
I’ll never be a mother

These words of mine are all the kids
I’d ever want to father.
Sometimes they don’t say all...

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The Reunion

I’ve been invited to a classroom reunion,
I can see my old chums over there.
Geordie Cockle has got a green suit on,
While Denver Crisp, is sporting no hair.

These people don’t look as I remember,
Some are...

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Under the sparkling waterfall, cascades
of rushing amber waves. A breathless
spirit of invigorating grace - she fades.

Just as quick, she reappears, with cockle shells
dancing upon her bikini’d breast. The mermaid
sways my sigh, with a melody that...

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An old cowboy still wore his spurs
As he entered the cool dark bar.
He brushed his jeans of cockle burrs,
Waved his hat for a whiskey jar.

He looked 'round at the Friday crowd,
Smiled and recalled his younger...

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Hastily stretched, crackled urgent ocean edge relents
Ashamed attempt to escape rejoins campaign of mass
Furtive dig below propels conspirator spasm, next next
Murders brash bouys, cranky spa champagne embrace

Swum undulations, bare back mermaid's dips resurface
Her furvour ploughs...

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Cockle shell candles and firefly lights
padding the path to the woods
Grass crunched and scattered in weeds and in patterns
of the way every garden should look
Cobblestone herb baths and sleepy old stars
shooting the breeze in the...

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What on her disgruntle to sidetrack my dear love-
When by all means all hers are the mainspring of my joy?
Her face; yea, hers, is the mellow effulgence of moon
That sweeps away malaise out of my...

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Where’s it written he’d like to know
That he must be a man
He likes the way things are right now
Doin’ the best he can

He turned thirteen last Friday morn’
An’ Pa gave him that look
Like he could...

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Here I was pretending 
Not to see the truth that laid before me.
Forever suppressing my correct thoughts 
That were safely locked up in my unconscious.
But, presenting my views and opinion as if
The truth never existed…

Here...

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