Long Countertop Poems

MY ABUSIVE EX HUSBANDS STABLE OF CORRUPT CITY OFFICIALS HE ADORED SLEEPING WITH HUDING OUT IN THE RAMADA INN THESE FEMALE AGENTS WERE TREACGEROUSLY JEALOUS OF OUR MARRIAGE THEY BEGAN IN TAMPA STRIP CLUBS BREAKING...

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It was dark out. The stars shone dimly, and the horizon blushed faintly as the birds sang, too cheery for the hour. A chill swept the edges of all the outside world: not cold enough...

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And left without realizing I understood nothing 
I shrugged it off with a lump in my throat 
I tripped and stumbled over to the countertop 
And paused 
An inkling of a memory grew in head...

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Come to me my child
Rest your head in my lap
My hand strokes your wild curls
Feeling the dampness on your neck
Lamplight caresses your flushed cheeks
Shadows waltzing on the walls

You gaze at me with pools of wisdom
Infinite...

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Is it the truth that blinds us
If They say God is Love then how can Love blind us
How can lies remind us> minus trust
It takes years to build it and only seconds to destroy it
And...

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A venetian red yearling’s head
Pops up
From behind a fallen log
Licks rouge from its lips
And the syrup sipped from dark maple bark
Ears tweaking
To the snow-crunch creak
Of my dog and me approaching
From down the trail

Forest
Tamed by these...

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Vexation seeps through sighs 
As the pen finds comfort 
Sharing the same story

Nonsensical pretty boys 
With smoke cloud habits 
And bloodshot ponderings

Vaunting on their 
Newsworthy delinquency 
With incessant metal bar consequences 

Promulgating in the same...

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Ah, the bloom was on the Rose
yet, the taint of alcohol and drugs
looms nightmare like behind her baby pink cheeks. 
Porcelain skin tones, raspberry rogue
nails to scratch and lift bits of dirty lucre.

She was clawing...

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Before I turned off the lights					I will never know if
   In the kitchen, 					  	   That mouse was 
I hung the kitchen towel,					Ever removed, or….
   And as I...

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A cozy cottage nestled in the heart of a verdant forest,
an old chimney on the rooftop, puffing smoke into the air.
The creaky hinged wooden door beckons you inside,
and a flickering lantern on the front steps...

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You will never know the language of 
lilac and lavender
carved from discarded countertop 
granite for you,

each symbolic crossing inching 
forward a leaden trail 
of footfalls grown heavy by distance 
measured from their genesis,

their sum, in...

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Returning home, you walk inside,
Awaken the olfactory.
There, resting on the countertop
Are cookies baked for all to see.

Your mind leaps to the obvious:
The signs all tell a story clear.
No baker did assemble these;
‘Twas happenstance that put...

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Hidden beneath the leaves of trees is a blue shop -
Gleefully I smile;  half - construed but true shop.

No soul in sight, parking heedlessly, now I plight -
Wearing chapals, I go in - flight...

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Chocolate bars full of nougat and peanuts,
Sour gummies that get stuck in teeth, 
Chalky fruit-flavored tablets,
Things coated in colorful candy shells,
With metallic wrappers I constantly hear crinkle, 
Covering an entire square foot of countertop. 
The...

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I remember the days
before technology
before computers
before cell phones
before smart tvs

In particular
I remember one summer day
when I heard on the radio
that the microwave oven
had been invented !
I really thought this was it ~
they had finally invented
every...

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It’s easy to mistake spilled coffee grinds
on a counter top for small dead ants.
It is all too easy to mistake sugar granules
for the white sands of Montego Bay,
to push dunes into a drop of lukewarm...

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When life gives you lemons

You make lemonade

I am a banana

A beaten and bruised banana

Too ugly to sit on the marble countertop in the kitchen

Wouldn’t want the house to look poor and unkept, right?

The good news...

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To hell with them! I never think of them 
I forget they exist, until I spot them 
Then I get mad!

Oh yes, I loathe them so, as much as I do roaches
I loathe them so...

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In our maniacal world madness cosplay nativity.
When sanctuary is cynical take cyanide outside in 
a synchronized social suicide. 
Life at your disposal realize life is disposable.

Lacking eye warble, below-zero countertop marble.
Stumble over the five o'clock...

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single malt sanity,  sanitized, ionized,
   with a little communion salt. 

sprinkle replace, sprinkle to taste,
sprinkle with haste to the holy face.

  yet still ground balsa wood icons
perfectly semitrical work to preserve
lesser...

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It takes a while for corn flakes to turn mushy,
I brew more coffee
watch the sun opening the plastic blind
just by the power of its muscular light.

I’m jotting down a prayer.
The words are milky with no...

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Two femmes, gauntly fit in the prime of adulthood.
Short, professional cut on one. The other bore crisp brown curls.
Are they lesbians?
A question birthed of weariness from I, my hips slouched against
the speckled pattern of the...

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The sponge was smiling back, to me, with all those arithmatics, done dishes
(a predestined setting) 
Cordial, versatile with a blatant truth, to shy from a trochaic, rythmic sounds 
The killers are a synnonym for strumming...

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Once upon a distant dream you were fit and lean.
Could eat almost anything. 
Slam drinks until the vampire's sunrise 
but still make the whistle on time.

Now your bloated mirror is the alpha enemy.
You need more...

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TO DO:

- glove box:  happy hum, sad hum
- back seat:  her quiet cooking (clinks, clangs)
- trunk:  awkward reading pose she loved
- rearview mirror:  hang the wolf stare

- shoebox:  green clouds...

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