Long Duffle bag Poems

Sighing, he shouldered the old duffle bag
And followed others as they sauntered down the gangway
Free at last, from the ship's cramped and stench-filled quarters,
He smiled, at the crisp, fresh and bitingly cold, new day!

His feet,...

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The bike was loaded and packed
The duffle bag strapped to the rack
The air was crisp when we started out at dawn
In the early morning hours we were gone 
Down the road with the wind on...

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Cock Tales For Two

Sunny Saturday morning and
Mass is over.
Sacrifices were made,
Vestments in hiding,
Cruet of wine is emptied,
by me,
in me,
not down the drain.
Chasuble is hung exposed,
With my name in Magic Marker,
It marks the Mark.

The invitation from...

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His duffle bag is by the door
I ask him what they're fighting for.
He tapes the dog tags to his chest
gives the 38 one last test.
The baby's sleeping in the other room
he slowly puts his combat...

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Yiu can walk a mile in a mirror stance and 
never feelyour own re reflection. Your glaze gaze
bends on invisibility--a certain humor
crosseyed cleverly cleared like the rooms in the 
Winchester House or a traffic jamitis...

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Leaves rustling beneath my feet as my eyes are captivated by the 
setting of the sun.  Many shades of pink dance upon the earth with 
brilliant light. Emotions of the breathtaking view overwhelm me...

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I couldn’t understand the language she spoke,

at least not all of it,

but the emotion pouring past her lips, 

the tears in her eyes, her clenched and shaking fists

enunciated more clearly,

than any piece of English Poetry...

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I was five years old when the war was over 
August, 1945, and my daddy sent word 
He was on his way home from Guadalcanal. 
Grandma was already preparing a feast 
For the family to...

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23 Line Haiku Hijack

I stole a haiku from the Japanese
Stuffed it in a duffle bag, added 23 lines to make it fat
Fed it chocolate day and night before we started
Threw the 5-7-5 lines overboard in...

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Comey and Martha Stuart Sentence

Comey had created  Martha Stuart sentence;
She would need to serve for her repentance;
Mentioned flowers,
Better than ours;
Harshly affected her supporters and tenants.

Jim Horn

Missing Other Poets

So where have you been?
Write more poems...

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20 Line Haiku Hijack

I stole a haiku from Japan
Stuffed it in a duffle bag, added 20 lines
Fed it chocolate day and night before the flight
Then placed it on the market when I landed

Shrimp and whale...

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Hearing your voice as it beckonds in my ear,
I can still see your smile as my eyes shed a tear.
Memories of you I still carry each day,
as I go back to this place where they...

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I had a yard sale today and I threw out all of your stuff
It was crowding my house, it had  been here long enough

I put a sign in the front yard saying " IT...

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He’s sitting on the edge of his bed.
Still dreaming. 
Tossing love letters she never wrote into a fireplace that isn’t there. 
He’s screaming at his closet for keeping 
secrets that he found inside a duffle...

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"Travel light" Santa said to me as I grappled for all my most   
treasured belongings. I stuffed them all in a duffle bag, then with the silliest 
of grin on my face I...

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Rude andcrude andineffective
The duffle bag  is blue with a logo
From a tent making place eye can say that the Apostle Paul gave it to me 
because he was a tent maker and man of...

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To all the folk still wearing
That choke-chain gambler's collar
Who try to play within their limits
But bet their bottom dollar

To the disappointed hopeful
With his head held in his hands
You heard jackpot sounds that shook the ground
Yeah...

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New sheets
Light a candle with that familiar smell
Who can tell?
I have come this far
Setting up barriers to box myself
To stop picking up the traces of when you left

Emptied your cabinet, filled your duffle bag
Pick it...

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The Wardrobe of a Temporary Condition
David J Walker

I had to admit
It might have been an illusion

The first morning home 
Without a plausible conclusion to

Calendars past and
No witnesses left to

Attest to the 
Long intrusion into

My young...

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Dont cry mother

Mother please don’t cry, I had to volunteer.
I have to go away so wipe away your tears.
It really wont be too long I’ll sent you money.

Picking up his duffle bag he said goodby.
His...

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