Long Diehards Poems

"Strange Vampires"

all those years 
ago, when conspiracies
flourished around 
did we or didn’t we go 
to the moon, when we
were once human,
proved to be lies,
whichever way 
the dark shadows 
conveyed it.

the truth 
came out much later,...

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Now I know you’ve heard the story
of how I all was way back when,
when cowboys rode with Indians
near our small town of Buzzard’s Bend.

Not long after the Civil War,
when it was a hot mining claim,
the...

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Who are we really?  It’s my nature to—to what and how do we know it’s our nature, an inherent part of us? “The Scorpion and the Frog” an animal fable, teaches hurting others even...

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Premature irrelevance of Donald Trump?

Heartfelt congratulations
to Raphael Warnock,
now slated to become
first Black senator of Georgia
cuz he defeated Senator
Kelly Loeffler quite a shock
as troopers fuel related headlines
Jon Ossoff also declared victory
over Republican Senator David Perdue

arrows drawn...

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Where art thou hip hop chosen ones 
I went around corners of the globe can't see you 
Arise, shine and give us more music 
The base you set was classic 

Pac could say 'we still...

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'Tis of time fragments its seconds strike three,
One enters through the world's door till strikes four,
Locked in Twilight's zone, witch brew set it free,

Chaos and Havoc, the demons twins be,
Guardians of Hell's Gate, watch o'er...

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'Tis of time fragments its seconds strikes three,
One enters through the worlds door till strikes four,
Locked in Twilight's zone, witch brew set it free,

Chaos and Havoc, the demons twins be,
Guardians of Hell's Gate, watch o'er...

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He sees things others could never see even when partially opened
So what should they do? Lock him up or worship him?
Some do one, others do the other. 
After he is locked up, and away
the followers...

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If you are neutral in situations of injustice, you have chosen the side of the oppressor – Desmond Tutu

The Trumpet of Parrots

Patriots rally to the trumpet sound,
its blare echoes the lies that bigots breed.
Perched in...

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Security at the Hen House

All around the peaceful barn yard				 	
  everyone’s  sleeping while I’m on graveyard		 			
    watching for the shrewd  fox dude	
		 
Cock-a-doodle-doo! I spew				 
 ...

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The director 
of the arts center
told me 
he was trying real hard
to sign Bukowski 
for a reading

but Buk
had the audacity
to die
leaving an open date
on the calendar

and shoes
entirely 
too big to fill
were left in the ledger

so...

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One Eyed Mack remembered not what two eyes felt like 
He had lost sight in his left eye when a little tyke 
He has been preaching since he was three or four
Inviting all the neighbors...

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I lurk around for prey.
Young or old, morose or gay
Seeking you is all too easy.
Cold blooded diehards that are sleazy

I’m the bogeyman a wild animal
Some of you call me Manimal
I’m a freak of nature half...

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