Long Collarbone Poems

It was 3AM.
I had too many cups of rum and I wanted to hear your voice
before I fell into a drunken stupor. 
You didn't answer my two FaceTime calls or texts so
it got my mind...

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If you don't love dogs, you probably won't like this poem...my wife and I DO!


Can’t believe I used to think - when I was very young - that dogs made poorer pets than cats and...

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The worst of the bright-cracks have passed.
The tumultiest of the bucketiest of the rains have proved not to last.
The cat has chirp-purred his way into a damp-fur snuggle.
    It’s Price is Right...

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I had fallen in love with a young Mexican maiden in the town of El Paso
Completely mesmerized by her eyes had me following her wherever she would go.  In 
Rosa’s Cantina, the music would...

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MY MIRROR

The Bright Morning Star wakes me as body adhere,
moveable joints leads me to the replica of me.
This is a lifetime routine i'm accustomed to.
And I, a lonely audience, see you equal my feet
even from...

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Sitting with my Mom on the flight,
I could hardly contain my excitement,
flying from Lima to Pucallpa, Peru,
to meet Dad and friends for Christmas,

Sitting on my seat by the window,
noticed heavy black clouds we flew in,
We...

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i love the early morning rasp of his voice
the birthmarks and burn scars
midsummer skin
i love the sticky rash of lust
the way a heart ticks until it implodes
the sugar soaked kisses

i do not love the way...

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Missing: Pieces of Me

SPLINTERED HEART 

like a leg severed, ripped loose:
the phantom limb throbs and aches
knowing yet unwilling, unable to accept
that it's only a ghost playing evil pranks

sitting frozen and paralytic
from the weight, the frightful...

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How lovely, isn't
It, to have an 'off' switch, shotty wiring
And all,
And a presence lined up to ****?

They are always there
To cauterize the wounds of emotional castration
Without desire to examine
The blood pattern forensics,
Chalking the splatter up
To...

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This is a dangerous man. Seduction‘s tendrils lace
thumbs at collarbone, his digits wind round behind.
Manicured, long, clean…fingers, made for face tracery,
pulling back shoulders and raising crest-capped peaks.

Thumbs at collarbone, his digits wind round behind.
Soft, full,...

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TOMORROW

Tomorrow keeps on
Lifting her delicate hand
And flipping back strands of
Her colored, cherry-brown hair,
Which hang alonside her neck…
     Grown long enough to just touch
        ...

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Busted

Me and Wife stealing Cousin Wayne
It’s then we drove due north …..
It there we met an Escort…………..Ford Escort panelvan head on destroyed
Near death was the report……….psychic said I died and got replaced by ?

The guy...

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I want to walk across the field to the giant oak.
Two ropes hang from its outstretched branch.
They swing back and forth over the seat,
the one which they strung up for years;
and the seat sank with...

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I use to watch my ole man
Make 3 ton piles of sawdust
Into press bricks. He'd go into
Town with his truck loaded and
a concession stand and sell the
wood rocks and rice noodle soup
on the weekends.
He went...

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Sittin in this desk
Already done with my test
I didn't take it up front because I refuse to be teacher's pet
And yet 
I keep glancing at the clock that says eleven-thirty
Man time is dirty
I really feel...

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Swept by waves of nostalgia
Afloat on longing tides
I assessed this oyster compound
where my heart could not abide.
Aphrodisiac pulls of Neptune
were as lava cooled to stone
What use were pearls of luster
when one had no collarbone?

Heralded by...

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chin lightly nested atop 
loosely peopled interlaced fingers 
supported via multi purpose table 
bent arms displayed elbows cocked
  
(approximately gabled 
at ninety degree angle),
which pose frequently assumed 
when pondering what to write,

an idea spawned...

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A whisper of a voice
Sweetly speaking of love
And a slight brush of hand
Soft across the collarbone.

Sweet Dreams, My Love
No Tears You'll Now Cry.

Simply a dream,
A lush cloud above your head
Raining fairy tales down
Flooding you with...

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First I'd grasp your virgin nape
And pull you in for a passionate union
Like fine silk, your hair will flow through my fingertips.
Soon finding their way south,
Removing everything in their way.
Skin so smooth it's frictionless,
My fingers...

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The body becomes the prison
I feel there is reason somewhere
But these lessons seem ill prepared

I’ve taken good advantage of the length of my neck
And now there is steel from collarbone to  jaw line
In the...

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SPLINTERED HEART 

like a leg severed, ripped loose:
the phantom limb throbs and aches
knowing yet unwilling, unable to accept
that it's only a ghost playing evil pranks

sitting frozen and paralytic
from the weight, the frightful weight
dragging, forcing down...

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Have you ever found your mind
drifting into that dark place
that secret and dense absence of light
look into the mirror and say
"There is beauty in destruction"
running your fingertips down your spine 
collarbone wrists hips ankles
only to...

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Shorty-red with them dreds down past dat collarbone, come here let me see if I 
can’t get you home. Dem lips dem eyes check the biceps the gears is Guess 
only the best for almond-joy....

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I've been in pain before
But this time I chose in advance
To get a tattoo you see
I wanted to take a chance

It turned out beautiful
I am thinking of my next one
But the pain I felt during...

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There is a suitcase in your hand,
And a film of tears blinding your 
eyes,
The salt lingers on your lips, my lips 
Like a final gift, a reminder of your 
presence,
I savour the taste, and sink...

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