Long Crawl space Poems

Narrow and shallow shining laser focus 
     into chasm while teetering on brink
akin to scurrying thru microcosmic burrow 
     of microscopic Manhattan skyscrapers 
   ...

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the (better late than never) 
free admission confession, exhortations against Ole Saint Nick

treasured untold shenanigans of Santa, 

his elves and reindeer discovered only 

by colluding via "FAKE" fluke 

did I manage to worm winning the...

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...exhortations against Ole Saint Nick
(alternately titled untold treasured shenanigans of Santa)

his elves and reindeer discovered only 
by colluding via "FAKE" fluke 
did I manage to worm winning the trust
among Christmas elves and reindeer

confident this generic...

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I am fourteen.
It’s a hot summer day in 1954.
My mother, father, two brothers, one sister, and I 
Pile into our 1952 Chevrolet station wagon
And head to Coady’s Creek in Perintown, Ohio.
It’s actually called Stone Lick...

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NOW WHIZ THE MOMENT TO PREPARE TO SCRUTINIZE
MY WRITTEN ATTEMPT AND HOPE MY OFFERTORY
DISTINCT FROM OTHER GALS N GUYS.

thankful to enjoy genesis of thoughts
from whence doth spring germ 
of an idea, that either takes root...

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I awakened 2am to the horrid sound of cackling an uninvited entity entered my space desperation my husband sound to sleep voice’s chirping one stood out I’m shivering the voice boldly chanted when you see...

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I toss Alexa across the room, furious she has started chanting
"It's 6 a.m. It's 6 a.m. It's 6 a.m." The time I told her to chant.
I have had three hours of sleep, stayed up way...

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Bought at an antiques store for a song:
unframed print #225 of 750, signed by the artist
Number III of the family name, all painters,
(presumably) Those forbears hard to discard--
"Stay Awhile" its title, hospitably captioned by
a country...

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Mrs. Peligio was a swearing machine  We would run and throw 
ourselves in the crawl space under the shed pretending to look for a
softball when we saw her and this included our mother.
Our neighborhood...

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On this spring afternoon,
I lay my body, 
Belly-down on the warm deck, 
Head in my arms. 

I hear birds making 
Ugly noises that can't 
Be called chirps. 
I know that this is what 
The birds...

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We weren't rich, my brother and me,
Sometimes we shared a gift
It worked well, far as we could see,
It never caused a rift.

So here we were one Christmas day
The owners of a gun.
Oh, it was fine,...

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In the small crawl space 
just past the two kitchen hangars
where one pole is north face
and in the deep south is the other's
that place be called Monkeyland,
where fishes hop o'er clouds,
and cats and dogs walk...

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Beach Backed Chairs   

Dutifully I strode, 
struck past police 
look for police 
past police 
look for past 
me too- 
night bright searchlight 
protect[cone]cove from shadow 
gain much 
as man no walk now 
crawl[space]-...

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The tiniest Christmas faerie was too small to do much.
She did not fit in most uniforms, and she did not like her hutch.
She climbed out and pranced around and was chased by a mouse.
I am...

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