Long Dickey Poems

GODS WAITING ROOM

Mr Black, please get down from that chair,
You’ll break your legs,
Mr Black replied, it would be worthwhile love
Just to see your sexy pegs,
As you pass by my room and go up
The stairs,
We all...

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I swing into action
Armed with wine 
The spirit willing, really for anything
Watch the Drama

Fire in my eye, dry throat, cracking lip
I stammer a little, with Socratic confidence 
I am stinking of words, ammunition from hell
Most...

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A best-selling song was recorded by Mark Dinning.
In a string of sad songs, this was just the beginning.
In 1960, the lyrics conveyed teary eyes.
“Teen Angel” was a big hit, and it was no surprise.

Many sad...

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The New York Yankees have made winning a tradition.
They’ve won for years despite periodic transition.
Since the twenties, the Yankees have won many a game.
Their yearly teams had many players achieving fame.
The most successful team in...

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I packed my plaid valise
For a journey from the past.
I didn’t know exactly
Just how long my trip would last.

On my feet were comfy saddles,
On my neck my favorite dickey.
I was thirsty so I bought myself
A...

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Her hip was decidedly dickey
She was not as flexible as before
Various joints were complaining
She had trouble getting up from the floor

She was not as young as she was
Bits of her were definitely aging
Inside she didn't...

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The street
my beat

My job
not odd

Tricky
Dickey

Harry
Larry

And Tom
my John

Got laid
Get paid

In room
No bloom

Just bed
for head

Up down
around

Up down
around

Up down
around

A nut
my gut

My John
is done

His sperm
A germ

S T
and D

No cure
Not sure

Baby
Maybe

Abort
this sort

End life
With knife

A need 
to bleed

The pain 
Insane

They die
Hear...

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It's not 1948, Pepsi in paper cups, 
foot-long hot dogs, window trays at fast-
food drive ins, and outdoor movies, 
getting each other going in the back seat 
of a Dodge. It's the front seat of...

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POETRY  VIRGIN

I am a poetry   virgin   -   I’ve 
Never taken Shakespeare to bed
Or been read  a hot  Winter’s Tale.
I’ve never been  Wilde with Oscar,
Never seen...

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I know a certain event has you feeling down.
There was a sudden death of a girl in town.
She was floating in the river past the coal yard.
You took your neighbor’s words quite hard.

Gossip flourishes in...

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Died so young at the age of only fifty nine  
His literary works will be his eternal shrine
Suspense and mystery on every written page
African-Americans took the centre stage 

Thirty novels the talented Eric Dickey...

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