Long Cubes Poems

She dresses the land down
in a virginal bridal gown 
a masterfully cut and sewn chenille 
shines brightly with a fine crystal appeal

Her assistants work quite diligently
to add special touches and then flee
they decorated the mountain peaks 
using all their...

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I am feeling the shock of fast change. How to cope with it is of course the question. Listen to Beethoven through the neighbor's window? Look up from the page? Appreciate doves even though they...

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Arni Kleftiko Stolen Lamb


The Cypriots and Greeks have a few differences,
And can argue a great deal,
But both agree when it comes to ‘Kleftiko”
It has forever been, the most delectable 
Traditional Greek meal,
That ever a bandit...

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The Mojo Trick
Loch David Crane
June 1979

Sweat-sticky and hot! The P. I. is not
	a comfortable place to be;
but sit here and perspire (as though by the fire)
	and I'll tell a tale to thee.

I was coming alive...

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Green light means go ahead
Make your choice
Here’s a list of the Green light or free, fruits go, go, go and eat them up

Apples, dried: Dried apples make a great snack food and are easy to...

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O Aphrodite,
Grecian fertility goddess
Matriarch idol of the womb,
your wise children love not reproducing
— Ancient Zion chant
heard in the echo chambers
of the caverns along the Aegean sea

Dwindling cries, dashed on the rocks
in luxurious maternity wards,
are slowly...

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If the rubik’s cube was round
And the earth was square
We’d all be living different lives
Sharing a different time
There would be another tune in the air
And our hearts would sing a new song
Would we be aware...

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Decade
         solid 
                solitary 
       ...

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Did I say What I said You said

You said looking a little forlorn
						a little redundant
	the contradicting crosses in your eyelashes
   thrusting forth the brazen prophet in you for the day
   ...

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You came into her house through the kitchen. 
The big door in from the front porch
Hadn't been used for years;
Furniture stood hard against it.
A knock at the front door meant a stranger.

Aunt Celesta makes a...

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#1 Apr 21, 2015
I felt nearly dead but I was alive as I remember sitting in a room labelled "CityU of Seattle Library, looking at rows of White Cubes with my books in them and...

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Love is a season.
And holidays mark the seasons, and years like signs in the road,
reflecting the bumps in our journey, but showing us a way back home.

Sixteen, in pajamas, watching the rain pelt down,
it was...

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Pirates Remember

In the days of old, 
the ships were bold, 
and went anywhere they pleased. 
They were men, 
hard men, real men...
released from the burdens of mud on their shoes, 
traded in favor of swimming...

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"come on, get your coat off, its bloody ten too"
not even eleven and there forming a que
"just a barmaid" thats what they say
service with a smile, expected all day
we are more than just pint pourers...

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You came and perceived, driving through every life tussle, 
in the hustle of frowns, smiles and laughter, 
conquering everyday tasks in your unique way! 
The poet in me acclaims and writes this poetic diphthong for...

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Alas
how they suffer
poverty seeds disease 
like a puddle breeds mosquitoes - 
the sickly buzz is everywhere..

the dirge of the drudge 
nowadays damn near everyone in refrain
rites and rituals --
enough to almost make this heartless
hooded old...

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The Dickens
                     Authored by Chuck Keys

Hot thickly sliced juicy turkey
sandwiched a mid fresh bread
tastier than...

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Cosmopolitan suburbs take shape
Seem to form alone, not far from the metropolis
Streets bustle, enlist design by men                  ...

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CharlaXFabels 
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 Dear Recipient: You have won the lottery. 
Please add this address to your address book immediately so that we have our 
fishhookers in you from the...

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The Art of Being Empty 
I was baptized in the TV light of The Biggest Loser  
and worshipped a version of myself that I believed 
could go forty days without eating, like Jesus. 
...

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A slipper stained in a knot is appearing to emulate a wanton soup. Wanton soup is grinning a beaming smile. Whirling around. Nine noodles nimbly nick niceties. And the prawn dance begins as they fling...

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This is a true story of seven students
Agone days of those ill-famed fiddles
Musing with drolleries – assiduity on catchy missies
And lamed against educators animalism.
Books usually kept aside but concentration hard on last night
Weekends glossed upon...

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Old Zack Adams sits a slouch’n so sloppy drunk on a bar-room stool,
Wear’n his cheap-threaded cowboy suit and a stained satin shirt.
All the while a peek’n and a leer’n at women like an old poor...

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A baby gorilla's bedtime is a harmonic period when the bananas line up with little leaf rattles to softly croon to slumber the furry ball. Priceless is the process of pacification and pacifications are not...

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I remember a riding pony I had as a lad which was born blind. A filly she was born during an 
Arkansas blizzard and we did not know that she was blind at first for...

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