Long Compadres Poems

carousing through the net & pausing to finger the thinning spots on his scalp 
remembering the moments when women in his earlier life would run their fingers through the flowing locks---
having watched his compadres become...

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Some kind of celebrity I guess, in print,
faceless at work,
seldom seen at home--
He writes the story of his life and
every chapter is the same; he is the lucky man
who has two jobs and can afford
to...

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word on the street is that
the rich of the empire want to be safe & sound
when the sky falls,
when their “god” spits on humanity 
breeding “hellfire,”
or when the nukes fly or the ground breaks up
like...

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In that grey, quiet space between night & dawn
While the coyote sings a good morning song

A cowboy rides up to a spot high on the hill
to reflect on his blessings & the bounty of good...

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Cowboy boots
and vintage wool psychedelia (poncho, jazz shades)
and cool drip slow burn tea
and electric notes of Bob Dylan, Maggie’s Farm
and that dude, he has meth mouth
so I guess he’s going to talk
and talk and talk

Mestizo...

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Buckaroos wave in the wagons into a corral, circle of
Conestoga wagons mixed with covered wagons 100 count,
Next to the butte, a springer delivers calf alive; compadres cheer wahoo!
Exuberance looking at large remuda, choosing each a...

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The work is hot,
 tired & nasty
sometimes you ride
your mount into the ground
some nights you can't sleep
for the desert chill 
or coyotes howl 

You chase them steers
come hail or hell
in pouring rain
cross river's swell
might lose...

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her persistence 
brought the fact
that she was
obsessed
to the mind of
her dearest
compadres &
they watched
as with each 
passing day
the object of
her obsession
became more &
more all that she
would live to be---
while this scared
them they 
remembered the
her that existed
prior...

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Bigwigs like to breakfast
With compadres of their ilk.
They like imbibing power
With their coffee, tea or milk.

The usual location
Where they meet and break their bread
Plans to close for renovations,
So what will they do instead?

A restaurant’s been...

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I’m sporting this new lipstick
it won’t fade, smudge or smear
I’ll be lucky if it wears off this year.

I’ve got this new eyeliner that’s like
a luxurious, glittering, penciled tattoo
Leong asked, “How do you get it off...

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My morning walk was rainy;
My feet were soaking wet.
Though I had an umbrella,
Every puddle was a threat.

My mask fogged up my glasses
And the sky was pre-dawn dark.
There weren’t many people out
On paths inside the park.

Yet...

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MY SPIRIT GUIDES

Sparkle, spirit and serenity.
These three sprits live in me.
How great to keep me going!

When I at times,feel down.
These life-long compadres, lift
me, when I feel like a lost clown.

They remind me to stop looking
for...

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