Long Cucumbers Poems

Ceridfen had little trouble adjusting her menu to accommodate the new arrival.  She brought out a terrine of pumpkin soup, savory with a hint of spice and honey.  A casserole of squash and...

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Hello, there. Rise and shine. I think I’ll call you Adam/
Who are you? Your creator. The maker of all you fathom/
You can call me God. This place is the Garden of Eden/
Why’d you make me?...

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Won’t you please take me back
To the brown couch at my Gramma’s house 
With the big gold-framed antique mirror over it
And hand me Grampa’s old transistor radio
Covered in leather with glorious knobs
That brought me the...

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In April of this year I began preparing a new organic gardening patch,
planning to have it ready for next year's expansion from a too-small garden
in front of my recently acquired Connecticut Cape Cod home.

I have...

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Food for thought !
Over what has been lost.

Days of long ago - filled with much flavour,
Foods exotic – for the discerning palate to savour.

There was Beef Wellington to enjoy.
Delicious, Lobster Thermador – Oh Boy !

There...

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We enter through the glassed-in porch
And I feel even more at ease, 
Remembering that as a child
My own room once had been a porch
But there are even more windows here
With glass on all three sides.
Old...

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No Eden here, for there’s no snake;
There’s just a thief who likes to take 
The labors of all our hard work.
My blood is boiling, half berserk
Near stripped of reason, one thing’s clear:
I’m settling the score...

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I had no idea how long I had been in this heavenly paradise, but I had been searching for one soul for quite a while.
Searched all libraries, and there were 17,718 libraries, for us angels...

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Forge on ever foolish
Cucumbers in your relish
Black Smiths and Peasants 
get into the darkness, out of the Parish


The Red Horse gallops, polls, bearers, of holes
Get out of its way, as the
rumors gather Communist ships
 ...

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"Imagination is as imagination does."
-- a poet of a truly handsome imagination

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On every "Help! Oh, help! I'm in a Pickle!" Pickle Day,
Ms. Superhero Fancy one true super-duper fay
along with...

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Albert Nolan
"Abtract Gospel"
God in
"Picture" out
current problems
shoved aside
preach good
Feel good
do apartheid

II - Part 2
In his book, God in South Africa The Challenge of the Gospel," Albert Nolan ends his work quoting passages from Isaiah that convict...

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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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i need to stop frowning and epitomizing
and sell this Caddy to the Cardinal
trying to let it miss your attention won't fly
since writing is speech even if somewhat removed
or fit only for bouncy news anchor banter
pancake...

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To Eat A Peach

Spring is here.
The delicate tree blossoms replace
     the delicate white lights of Winter.
From the petals fruit will grow.

Pears, plums, apricots, cherries,
       nectarines...
Peaches.

I...

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You can see him now, dirty as a horse
that slipped in the mud, planting petunias
with that infamous shamrock thumb

(Irish from his Pop      Appendage from his Mum)

stopping every now - and...

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Why, do we call it
Something it’s not
If we’re going to name things
Let’s give it, some thought

If it’s called a chilli
Then why is it so hot
And I can say this
A guinea pig, is not

A prairie dog
He...

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friday 14, 2020

SHE SCRAMBLED EGGS ENOUGH TO FEED TWENTY PEOPLE
AND MADE ENOUGH TOAST TO FEED FIFTY.
HAM AND OYSTERS, AND STEAKS FOR FIFTY
AND SHE MADE BOTH BISCUITS AND ROLLS.
CUCUMBERS AND ENGLISH MUFFINS
AND THE JUICES OF ORANGES...

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(continued from PART  ONE)


Why I’ve seen him countless times, regurgitate old dog faeces onto fresh bread  
And listened  to his quiet voice exhorting me to do the same. 
This fly was a...

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There's weeds in my
garden I can't use a
ho(e)
The man who could
pull them don't care
no mo

The shit's overgrown
I might need a plow
But it's waited so
long that it's no
use now

When we planted the
thing we both shared
the work
Then...

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When you have a desire
for something,
You have an intense craving 
that just won’t quit.
For some people 
it’s called a Nicotine Fit.
Desperate people will check 
the ashtrays
Before they ask…
Can I get a cigarette?
They crave and enjoy...

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The Scene: 
An explosion! 
From those picking.. limbs tear
cabbages and cucumbers  
combing children's hair
mixing with the backseat 
of a zealot's Mercedes Benz
the gunpowder,  smells of lamb, 
and cotton, all blend 
into a bitter,...

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Well some they say though straight or gay
Get fun from innuendo
While others wait ‘til dark
To get their kicks outside your window

Some do the deed without a sound
Some labour in the dark
While others roars would wake...

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Pumpkin 

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It is late morning, and a string of washing is waving on the line
Clothes look like colorful flags flapping in the wind.

I'm watching her, as she captures and pokes a stray wisp of grey hair,...

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she wanted to impress those in attendance
seemed the proper thing to do seeming
most of the folk were their to either
endorse her new
restaurant.
she wanted something special for the chefs special
but didn't want to spend the time...

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