Long Corkscrews Poems

Leaving London

A thousand flickered lights
Beat out neon
Fantasies animation
Jerks its pseudo motion
Feet by fifty foot tall
On the south river board walk

Juke box gangsters one-armed bandit
Hang street corners
From the eyes red light
By cliché shop windows
Of a thousand...

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It’s time to flip the free calendar,
loosen the rusty Christmas tree stand screws
Battery’s low on the reindeer car,
boost the spirits with some gift used snowshoes

In these worn out soles try walking a mile or two,
winter...

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"Loneliness has never earned a day's pay.
     What I've learned, first of all, is that loneliness chooses it's own weapons.  It 
hasno distinguishing marks, and comes in no colors at...

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Sit unflinching in a slumbered pose
each exhaled breath like a moor's mist,
a rhythmic pulse like a metronome 
on the thin temples throb 
like a snare drum's distant beat
but closer...much closer.

Yet watch the candle flame's heat,
curving...

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Life is a straight road
Sometimes it bends, corkscrews or whips
But it never waivers from where its eye is leading it

Like a lemming it knows its destination

As young people, on the other hand, we think
We’re on...

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The iced earth encases within hidden depths
a dormant forgotten fossil, enslaving each limb's tendril budding like pebbles locked
in chains forged, contorted by rock and stratified slate twisted by snowy sleet,

spiked corkscrews drill clay, marble and...

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A hot muggy day sets the stage.
The warm air blows across the dry prairie,
Suffuses with the high cool air of the gulf.
They entertwine to form the Finger of Jupiter.
One that corkscrews across the land
with no...

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Crushed mirrors hammers melted nails 
spooky silent snails
Feathers in my teeth
The red in your lips 
The curl of your hips
Your tongue on fire 
Kites in your eyes 
Your heel in boots
Pointed toes walk
Dusting the chalk...

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Yggdrasil is a home to hanging bones
As trees to singing birds

Yggdrasil

Beneath its hallowed branches
Thick wands of spring tree flesh
Twirl into the finest corkscrews
Suspended from the boughs, Us

Delicate spear leaves
Small and fine
Grow full as finest crops
Green...

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~ Curlicues and squiggles ~


A skywriter flew by
   He drew a straight line
I looked up with a sigh
   What if the writing were mine

I'd draw curlicues
   jagged lines and...

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