Long Decelerate Poems

Squirrel Watching
By Curtis Johnson

Many are we who live and die, having never taken the time to smell the roses
Or to behold the sometimes breathtaking beauty of a cloud in the sky
Nor even to take a...

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How can human deal with all the other animals with a sense of indisputable superiority? What makes them keep mollycoddling the mean motive of extracting from other animals as much as possible while paying little...

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A little smile delights my soul
A little money appreciates my life
A little love achieves my goal
A little care flatters my wife 

Strengthening my resolve to perform better
Duties and responsibilities I bear
In my role as family...

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One must dare to decelerate and take note of a squirrel.
I am learning what it’s like to observe a few note worthy ways
and sometimes selfish behaviors of squirrels in my back yard.
Like the time that...

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It greets me twice a day, morning and afternoon
Not pleasantly like a song from the musical, Brigadoon
No, not this structure that awaits me like a vigilant spy,
reminding me of the play's song, "There But For...

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FATAL ATTRACTION
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His lucent light illumines her eyes
His face outshines the sun
His ethereal beauty unveils the skies
Her vibrant vision swiftly succumbs

Her silenced tongue, his intimate touch
His intangible hands sliding/slithering
Spiraling down with a gentle glide
Her body cold...

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To break and take some time 
we must To patch the holes 
from which our soul leaks

Recharge, reset, remember why
The pen we chose to embrace

 Still there arises a time for
Every poet that calls us
To...

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Without an invite,
You took me in,
A perfect stranger,
Without further ado,
You embraced me,
An unexpected guest,
When I had taken to you,
Then I realized,
Then I understood,
I had a few days to stay,
Few days to sail with you,
Continuum of...

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Eating a hamburger, chasing it down
With milk, I sit in the dismal
Heat of the August sun. The UV rays
Searing my leather boots, I perspire
Beneath my furcap and sheepskin
Gloves. And I am hunting. Patient for
Prey, clutching...

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I grew up believing America is so great
Only to learn that its people live in a divided state
So many innocent loved ones dying at an alarming rate
Why won't congress put assault weapons on their plate
For...

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Midwinter - means
transparent ice walls
pressed against shrinking skin.

Dead-eyed horses are revived
only by the steam of their nostrils.

No one predicts a beginning or an end,
'mid' is a frozen idea
in an ice-locked fountain pen,
it will not write...

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Street-lights golden nuggets on a plane
I shimmer with anticipation
Aircraft dips left like a soaring hawk
Golden eyes zero in on its prey

Aloft and descending turbulence
Undercarriage open like talons
Binocular vision so alert
As screeching rubber thumps the tarmac

Decelerate...

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Your glowing smile, like children laughing, 
radiates like fire through frigid spells, 
your own merriment enriches, 
its appeal like distant bells. 

Your auburn hair, like gossamer, 
distilled by zephyrs' gentle beat, 
rejoices on your shoulders...

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...for Juvie


Your glowing smile, like children laughing, 
radiates like fire through frigid spells, 
your own merriment enriches, 
its appeal like distant bells. 

Your auburn hair, like gossamer, 
distilled by zephyrs' gentle beat, 
rejoices on your...

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Your glowing smile, like children laughing,
radiates like fire through frigid spells,
your own merriment enriches,
its appeal like distant bells.

Your auburn hair, like gossamer,
distilled by zephyrs' gentle beat,
rejoices on your shoulders like
the errant play of summer wheat.

Your...

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I don't feel like a pirate
As I travel along carefree.
My husband navigates
Us through the channels, as boats, ships, and
Tankers, accelerate and decelerate.
He is definitely the captain on this journey.
I don't feel like a pirate
I celebrate
All...

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