Long Cutter Poems

“Son”...”say goodnight to grandpa”

Spurred by mother dearest 
as well as other politesse
drummed into her second born
fobbing blandishments as incentive
tumbled off fingers of prodigal son
tripped wordsmith to splutter forth
forthwith the following lines.

Back in the day 
quaint...

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Part 1: FORE SIBERIAN FATE

silk wings wet -
angel on the lake.
starlight glitter
separates from

the golden wheat.
her docile hair,
prophecy of ice.

winter pink,
pinched cheeks.
ice skate scrapes -
flecks of flakes.

the snow queen
before her relentless
reign, a pretty thing.

her smile warms
the...

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I am an Outlander
Who lives on a high hill
Overlooking a man-made lake
That once was a rapidly rushing river
Along whose banks the Ozarks Bluff Dwellers and the Osage and then Delaware
Hunted, fished, and created shelter
For their...

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#A Nod To My MOTHER Who LOVED Her BLACKEYE PEAS. "So Do I", If Cooked GOOD..."YES PLEASE!" A GREAT "B" LETTER FOOD...
BROCCOLI 
BOK CHOY 
BERRIES 
BEETS (THESE ARE THE TYPE OF "BEATS" I LIKE...SAID A...

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What do I see when I drive through my old neighborhood?

Not the familiar cookie cutter houses or the elementary school I attended with my friends. Instead…

I see my ten-year-old self clad in saddle oxford shoes...

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Pawn
You've been a peon, lowly pawn your whole life
Never amounted to much,
nothing much ever went right
Grew up dirt piss poor,
never knew the reason why
you were put on this earth for
So you start cyber chasing every...

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Among an unnamed female person known within mine black barbed ken

Analogous to black box
holding untold secrets,
(after deadly plane crash
no survivors except 
a journeyman foreigner),
I share the following self
introspection with ye dear readers,
which purported hidden truths
might...

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Stan the Man--Stan Lee a DEDICATION

He who that says that he is I am
I am Stan the man
Stanley Martin Lieber was born on December 28, 1922,
In Manhattan, New York City,
n the apartment of his Romanian-born...

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MY LOVE STORY

We are in Love.
Like two turtle Doves.
With support from above
Hence, we call each other Beloved.

One day she said come and see my Father,
Including my Mother
Whoa! What do I do? I wonder.
I began to...

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What is beauty? 
I wandered from place to place to find out the true meaning of beauty
I pondered over various books to trace out its origins as a line of duty. 

She said, "You are...

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Flower over stone

Excuse me while I lose my mind.
I've fallen through a rent in time.
Some great tragedy theirs' was
Details won't distinguish fuzz.
Mistakes were made as
Ever they will.
Were we witness of side effects,
Akin to a pill?
There...

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The rain came pouring down sending water throughout the troubled town, the negative energy is still lingering around and the sorcerer are running up and down the street disrupting the people’s heartbeat. 

They come from...

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Ohhh…see right through my pain – regret & shame slits me like a knife, shaking 
in the hands of a cutter – I’m trying to look on the brighter side of life, but I 
am...

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Vivacious sunrays of relieving grace clothes me with magnificent light and 
delight – it warms my heart to say that I love you with all of my heart…it’s true 
– I loved you from the...

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History of the Elder days, up to the Battle of Rose Dawn
In the Elder Days, when the world was young
Gernot and the Fallen ones attacked the light of Ior.
Aki the father would have it nought,...

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Walking through the tall pines of Perlarcher forst 
Munich Germany I walk deep within the woods 
every day the barbarian alps in my view colorful 
leaves rustle beneath my feet my London fog 
trench coat...

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I can’t see your face for spirits move mysteriously                  But terrible evil is haunting, this dark place ...

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Thru an opened bedroom (albeit screened) window...

Accessible twenty four hours a day
seven days a week,
fifty two weeks a year.

Spring 2022 Curtain call at
Highland Manor Apartments unit b44
framing Mother Nature nook
ever changing scene unfolds
analogous to storybook.

I...

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I was sat ordinarily at my broad, modern grey desk, wearing my normal bottle-green cotton dress because my mother liked it enough to let me make it into my favourite one. Her first choice was...

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She couldn’t believe he was real
But there he was…
Chatting away with someone
Who was from his realm
Modern day aristocracy
The clothes, the very air around them
Screamed of wealth
Power
She squirmed in her seat
Her discomfort mounting
Feeling out of place
But...

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Couched in the
     concept of a well,
     (which supplied the water
     for faded glory of "Glen Elm),"
     my boyhood...

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Farewell old pard, I write this letter to you. Well, I guess I’ll saddle up and ride out with my new pard, he’s only a colt at three.
He’s a real beauty, a real eye pleaser...

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SUGAR, SPICE, SOUL


 

Oh, yes~ my friends, that is what poet friends are made of!! 
Givers, in the main, not takers. You can count on their constancy. 
They read you more than once a year....

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You're walking out the front entrance 
Leaving work behind you 
Forgetting the hustle of the day 
Looking forward to a quite drink 

Chilling out 
In your 
Soft 
Comfy 
Favourite 
Chair 

Staring into an open fire...

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You could run an eternity through shadows,  
Run an era in dim labyrinths,  
Time might hide you in its palm.  
But sooner or later, you will meet the Judge,  
Sooner or...

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