Long Due south Poems

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   This is, as indicated, the 1st THIRD of this fairly lengthy poem. The 2nd and 3rd parts had to be posted separately due to Poetry Soup's file-size limitations. No...

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i battled the urge for years . i can no more .
i have never been much of a morning person . recent
engagements have left me bruised , worn out and sore.
the good in me...gone ....

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To my Dearest Darling Rose

I am writing this letter to you at this
moment sat on my own up on deck
of the ship and it's around midnight 
We are somewhere due south of the 
equator in...

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Speaking Spanish wasn't easy for a gringo like me, but I had no choice. I was playin' cards and drinkin' Mezcal at a nowhere bar in El Paso. I didn't have any money in my...

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In the midst of a forty-five degree silicate sea
Winds carry arid mists
Blinding unprotected eyes
Burying the unsuspecting
Hard waves break on the dunes
Precipitating salty tears with cruel irony
Feet, firmly rooted
Skin, steadfast in the unrelenting midday sun
Arms, outstretched
Right...

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I 'm so sorry that I have to go
There are so many things I want you to know.
That even though here it does end
I surely hope we are still friends.

My taxi awaits to take me...

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My throat feels scratchy
I'm irritable and edgy
Coming down with the flu
Trying to go for success 
I'm still pending
Reaching out to you oh Lord
Please don't make your ears too heavy
I'm ready to repent as my levy
I'm...

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The brown lawn may not be an eye catcher or head turner,
but a Rose of Sharon tree, reminding me of the Middle East

and the Holy Land, grows quietly and slowly in my back yard,
sandwiched by...

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I've got an idea
I'm pretty sure will work
Let's all pitch in together
And ruin everything we touch

We'll start off quite haphazardly 
With the world we live in
Taking to task our best to trash
The air, the sea,...

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Group Think

Salute the troops
Salute the flag
Flag this poem
Flag the ragtag
Ragtag cities
Ragtag people
People don’t think
People are sheeple
Sheeple herds
Sheeple follow like birds
Birds that flock together
Birds flyin due south due to weather
Weather that's nice
Weather that's bad
Bad things happen
Bad...

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you sped by and I glimpsed your face
your stuff all packed for your quick getaway
you've tried before but it didn't take
a fool never learns from the old mistakes

you left a treasure under a Palo Verde...

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Like I said right before 
you came
5 week's would come
and go

One day we would be happily patiently 
eagerly awaiting your arrival
And seemingly the very next day 
driving you back and waving you 
a sad farewell...

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A Dance In Del Rio


He poured the sand out of his boots
An' struck a trail due South
Searchin' for a brown eyed gal with
A pouty little mouth

He'd met her down in Del Rio
While makin' up this...

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Off Terra Firma sixteen weeks now.
My legs take roots; my eyes become infinite.
Past the Tropic of Cancer, the Lesser Antilles. 
Talk of brown skinned girls, Purple Clouds of Magellan. 
The Southern Cross peeking above the...

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Oh my Grandpa dear-he had just one big beer.                          ...

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On the celestial equator she sits.
     A splendor to the zodiacal constellation, she is due south.
As starry as he can be,  Ursa Major (The Big Dipper) is 
  ...

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