Long Cubby Poems

Charles Schulz Peanuts character Woodstock

Analogous to (being mine) security blanket
similar, but not identical
to the trademark one
clutched by Linus Van Pelt,
I take flight into sleep
courtesy holding fictional little yellow bird,
a mutual (of Omaha) best friend of...

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Peggy Cahill divine heavenly lady

Saint Vincent dePaul Food Pantry 
at Saint Mary's Parish
in Spring Mount blessed,
graced, and praised
courtesy grateful recipient,
he who crafts these words.

Acknowledgement forthcoming today
June 11th, 2022
Matthew Scott Harris
expresses gratitude concerning largesse
regarding quite a...

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Acknowledgement forthcoming today February 8th, 2022

Matthew and Abby Harris
express gratitude concerning largesse
regarding quite a few bags of comestibles
plus two twenty five dollar gift cards
applicable at Giant supermarket.

After myself and the missus
(courtesy friendly youngish gal)
beckoned, motioned, and...

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Last night, in a dream of magnitude
the airport caught my footsteps in steel and tunneled walls
The lava buzz behind me filled me up with a certain impatience
and my sweet subconscious sifted through a thousand fired...

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Silver and gold are the deceiver.

The Material World is maya, is illusion.

(Succor and destruction, the glittering 

night turns outside the poor, beleaguered poet's basement window.)

He carefully sets his life's work --- a steamer trunk 

filled...

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I am the cubby in my closet during dreaded nap time,
Asking Mommy to fix my mess
Of barbies I thought looked better with no heads!
Grandma and me drinking her "special shakes" when I arrived,
Her outburst of...

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literary food for thought.

Self Mutilation:

(ah bet thar iz an app for that!)
within unlit partial "FAKE abattoir" 
   sans wardrobe alcove 
   where dust bunnies didst allures
completing a simple task among 
...

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12/06/2020 03:41 PM.

Imagine a long and winding line
all the way to Jabip
upon the handle of small grocery cart
envision mine white knuckle grip,
as the misses commandeers
moseying up and down every single aisle,
whereby an electrocardiogram
would indicate spiky...

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Image of Carmel by the Sea by Pixabay.

Carmel by the Sea

Three-quarter distance to the city
the rose bowl parade's held,
paying a friend another visit
as if the golden gate is not
um, not after umpteen years.

she does a...

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Wrote this when a friend told me a story about going to see some kittens and falling in love with the nasty runt who had been hidden in a cupboard

With runny eyes and patchy fur,...

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Earth Day April 22nd 2024

I lament bidding Gaia's creatures adieu,
an inner conflict dust brew
within this scribe, who offers ye to chew
(like sweet treats metaphorically) thee do
tee incumbent, when Doomsday clock
counts down minutes few
according Al Gore...

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Spongy brown fingers quenched by gentle tide
Eerie boardwalk creaks near the white sandy beach*
Lapping crystal mix of silt risen rush
Injects me with lovely imaginings
Purrballs scooping milk with ridgy cupped tongues

I'm zebra confined, house stripes shade...

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Ten little fingers,ten little toes,
Tiny little eyes,and a cute little nose.
A little movement here,and a little kick there,
A sweet and tiny being,so handle me with care.
I know your feeling bigger,and I'm really truelly sorry,
Not long...

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Placed strategically close 
to suburban hedgerows,
elderly backyard mavens 
nourish generations of groundhogs.

Daily the grass is seeded 
with 'Puffcorn Delites,'
bought wholesale from Costco, 

An elderly lady died last year. 
I see her at night,
as I take...

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Another season has started and he's ready to go.
For the Bobwhite Quail is this hunters foe.
He's one beautiful dog,but he's not for show,
for not many of birds have out smarted old-Joe.

He's been lying in the...

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Do only flesh and blood miss someone?
Not like plastic toys 
Once played put back in a cubby
Collecting dust till it’s held again
But I’m made of flesh and blood
Not a toy with hands needing play
A toy...

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I’m Hungry For Rats

By Stark Hunter

They’re crawling in the trees and down my spine!

They’re parading the streets,

In the stoney gutters of lost time.

With hair lip and coursage,

They boondoggle the promenade.

See how they sip on that...

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Perceptions By Taalib Brown


My New York lens is covered in grime
A filth large enough to receive a fine and pass the city dumping line.
Pedestrians are rushing and racing to their cubby holes.
Trees leak a yellow-greenish...

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The jumping jellies in wellies are singing like la la la

Space suited shells are quite adept at leaning through cubby holes and travelling for a long time. A long time is a lengthy length leaning....

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Deposited, held in Amazon's Adonis arms
    Hidden inhospitably stashed, kite shadow 
    Curled furtive, stairway stupefied windshield
    Hallucinations lag languished in amusement


    Monkeys...

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GRANDMA’S KITCHEN

In her kitchen here,
Grandma’s welcoming cheer,
Embracing kids of kith-n-kin
And engaging with tasty treats pleasing,
From the mixing basin of pudding makings,
With licks of spoon and bowl of creation,
And from the cubby-hole above the stove,
From grandma’s...

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I will tell a funny story of a bear that's hunkydory
How 'e lives a life of comfort in a pickle on a tree
When the summer comes 'e fishes, an' 'e eats 'em off o' dishes
Till...

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Scored, stained, painted, washing, squeezing.
Profound fingers duly pleasing.
A perfect sign is not one’s goal.
Crafting a masterpiece of soul.

Basic colors, silver and gold,
Sprinkles that touch wet paint, behold.
Cathartic stressing’s console.
Crafting a masterpiece of soul.

A maverick or...

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Organ grinder
Meat grinder
Bump-and-grind
   The workday grind

Get up, get out of bed
Drag a comb across my head
Yeah, Yeah, Paul: You knew that was coming --
   Go to work 
   Pour...

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A hole in the darkness 
Perfectly still
Coiled and waiting
Ready to kill

Silent black velvet
Watchful and scary
Spots its next victim 
Passing unwary

A leap and a pounce
Claws and fangs flashing
No chance for the victim
There comes a cruel slashing

A...

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