Long Cuticle Poems

“The Scorpion’s Touch”

Under glass
the sound cuts out sharp
just like under water
and we run out of breath 
like insects running around 
frantically out of time
we are magnified 
in our tight enclosures

internally observed
the external turns away
two heart...

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God created hands for building things. Sometimes before you build something, you must first destroy something else.

Wildfires are never supposed to be put out. Their sole purpose is to burn the entire forest to the...

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When he was young. I thought he was old. It never occurred to me that I might be wrong. That old wouldn’t show up for years and years, decades even. He wasn’t tall like my...

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In Response to Another Poet's Poems.

Who said for whole world I was not caring
Making many mistakes and continually erring
While under her clothes things were well-stored
Being two breasts big beasts I highly adored.

I always liked her...

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Strive to drive out sleaze and sorrow from our race
Prospect and elect to inject laughter and love beneath and beyond the surface
Where we fly and cry to promote and devote principles in the ace

Life hands...

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She Does Her Toe

Following are my favorite poets and writers:
Robert Frost, Will Rogers and Ogden Nash.
This poem is at least one about the last
one which was so much fun from start
until finally done and also...

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She had to have been heaven sent and it was evident
By her beauty and her temperament
So beautiful
Her very essence could make you emotional
And so graceful
The stroke of her cuticle could turn the harshest heart playful
So...

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Skin pale white,
her hospital gown,
a moth filled wedding dress.
straps and shackles tie her down 
like a corset;
more buckles and ties than Harry Houdini.
she frantically turns
toward the door
like a two year old 
throwing a temper tantrum,
her...

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Was it a summer storm of sexuality?
Only the chaste statue stood in threads,
and then went down the cuticle
with nipple rings.
The demand of namelessness was rising

in the dim shadows of brisk tones.
To step down from sanity,...

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with much sweet sorrow
had to pay for the cargo
will have to borrow

wind in big bluster
they could be in a cluster
flowers with luster

could be thrown in clink
to buy a coat made of mink
would steal kitchen sink
cal
for...

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Flowing into healthy sun
Beams subtle on my face
Mama’s ills are often none.

Hands peek in a good grace
Obviously I am still needed
Battle won, continue earthly race

Healthy cuticle glow completed
Hands sparkle, vibrancy attack
Fears and woes superseded

My aches...

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Cruel and Unusual Punishment 8th Amendment

Of particular news was a protrusion
Upsetting people with a serious infusion
About proportion of a pharmaceutical
Enough to raise and curl your cuticle
Cruel and unusual punishment create an exclusion.

This should be blocked...

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