Long Drafty Poems

He just appeared to me, like wispily curling 
Chimney smoke, 
One grim and early morning in the very midst of 
Decembers briefest days, on the highest slope,
Toiling through my daily round; where, slowly 
Driving up...

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It gradually turned chilly between Thanksgiving and Christmas. Although Frosty the Snowman rarely visited our part of Texas, his pal, Jack Frost, surely did.  He wafted his way through the drafty house, chased by...

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Earth dwelling mongeese are neither toys nor coins and pedalling backwards then forward is not considered the primary way of jet propulsion off a very high hill. So one two ping means fried rice coming?...

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Feel my curling vines surround this unyielding fence
For years they have been tightly gripped against your rust
Above us, a darkened raincloud,
Threatening lightning and stinging sorrows…
Though instead of indifference, I feel the aftermath of your thunder
That...

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IV.
An awkward silence fell on them,
Reg felt bad, and looked at his feet,
“I didn’t mean to pry,”he said.
she laughed and said, “Don’t look so meek.

“There’s not much work for women here,
and I had no family...

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Once there was a mouse that envied the castle on the hill.
It looked way more glorious than the hovel he lived in.
Every day he dreamed of what life there could truly be.
Dreams of wondrous food,...

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I should be thankful that I’ve clothes to wear,
Instead I complain when something I tear.
I should be thankful I’ve a place to abide,
Instead I complain when it’s drafty inside.
I should be thankful for the car...

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The cold and drafty dark castle nights,
eating boars head like its going out of style,
having new battles every other week,
God forbid if you had a yellow streak,

Women wearing long gowns which were warm,
except for their...

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Within my mind are dusty cobwebs
 where drafty breathings edge the corners of remembering
 as they hold in a picture stilled that looms, 
unchanged but not for lack of a broom;
 school books, pads and...

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In her dreams she is visited by old Saint Nick
 He is here to tell her the miraculous story of Christ
 The Star of David was the angel upon the tree of life

 Her papa...

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Winter's Perfect Heat 


“Snowflakes gather in crystalline drfitings”

Lifting your hair, kissing the nape of your neck
Warm flesh waits on tippy toe desires
Lips brush skin, lower beyond silver chain clasp
Sighs slip past moon shadow echoes

“Frost bitten...

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Winter’s Passion’d Heat 
 

“Snowflakes gather in crystalline drfitings”

Lifting your hair, kissing the nape of your neck
Warm flesh waits on tippy toe desires
Lips brush skin, lower beyond silver chain clasp
Sighs slip past moon shadow echoes

“Frost...

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I have a box upon my shelf
Containing precious reminders, of life's wealth

My very first bible, I got when I was nine
The very first book, that was just mine!

A plastic cameo, my mother had
And wore in...

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dear Judge
if you were me, would you do what I did

because of the roots of my hair
some shadowy gulf gods got hold of me
and they laughed while they held me
in the howling fjord where my...

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I rode by that old home place just yesterday  
And noticed that the grass and weeds were tall 
I stopped and sat upon the wooden door steps 
And I thought I heard my mama...

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It was a miserable sultry day 
Humidity hung like lemons on trees
heavy air filled my lungs 
beads of sweat clung to my skin 
this heat was difficult to bear
and stifling to try to breathe
I wanted...

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I rode by that old home place yesterday
And noticed that the grass and weeds were tall
I stopped the car and sat upon the wooden doorsteps
And I thought I heard my mamma give me a call
She...

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i am writing this poem in an elevator while stuck
the light represents the darkness that i feel
i guess i deserved to be literally abandoned by you
i was not the best for you and your personal...

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Their house was damp and drafty and the furnishings unique
I guess you'd say the decor was eclectic and antique 

There was an old piano that was often out of tune 
And as a child I'd...

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My grandparents lived in a drafty old farmhouse,
yet, filled with a warmth, that came from the heart
and a hearth, where we hovered on cold winter nights. 
Days were much sunnier, the breezes were brisk, 
and...

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The sea gathered her voice
on the crest of the waves
as dark clouds were herded
by the wind as he raved
in a symphony orchestrated
through elements of sound
composed by the air
from his drafty compound.

By the drum of the...

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He lay awake in fear
Darkness all around 
A cry escaped his voice 
All ignored the sound
Unable to fend for himself 
He lies there all alone
Cold, wet, and hungry 
Soon he will cry no more

A cold...

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Winter Baby, Blues

Oh baby you left your boots in Asheville where you 
didn’t even get to hike the Blue Ridges before the new 
year turned over hittin the drafty door just Iike
 
all the resolutions...

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Peek, if you dare…inside my Palace of CREATIVITY
Observe my drafty walls, and rhyming dungeons                     ...

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Fight each fight. Find the joy in stabbing the heart of another nieve friend. No way 
out for me now;my memory knows to shut the door while my heart waits and 
cries hoping you want...

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