Long Dungarees Poems

Here he stands, Edwardian vogue, sometimes with his spats, 
sometimes with his brogues below his dungarees. With rounded collar points and tie, and jacket donned below this flying suit, his waste is tied with simple...

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Introduction: once again I incorporate 
my trademark penchant 
to fabricate fictitiously
portions of the following poetic endeavor
can you care to 
discern fact from fiction?

Attempts at lifelong friendships and holy matrimony...

Shot thru with figuratively cankerous nub,
cuz yours...

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Part I.

Harvest time was winding down, 
I was taking lunch in town, 
After spending six long hours plowing stubble.
Washing up I met a man, 
Guessed he was a harvest hand, 
His combine crew, he said,...

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Large And Tall, Medium Tan Brown  Skinny Girl---



          so cute               ...

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Dad looking at that weatherboard house, Old Tooters home,
A thrifty man.. us to him did his brother send,
Saying that the place could do with a mend;
The roof had red patches of pitted rust, the cost...

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A kangaroo in dungarees hops hopefully 
	To win first prize in the Favs contest hot
		On the heels of an enlightening glow worm

Surely life is no competition but the stage lights
	Reverberates all the promising contenders
		Reincarnation oils...

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Chino

By Edmund Siejka

(from East Of Seventh, Local Gems Press publisher. Available on Amazon)


Waiting near a candy store 
For something to happen
Chino pretended to be his idol 
The 1950’s celluloid rebel
Marlon Brando.

While the film actor made...

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12/20/21


Ten hut!
Can't let up
Even though, it can get messed up
Really F'd up
Do not get fed up
Keep your head up
Stay sharp, don't get set up
Careful where a disagreement ends up
Heads up!
Many fast to wet up
From the...

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Hyperthermia can be caused by standing in slip streams in sluice dumps. It never really fails if ice water can run a lake from a rusted tap. And the mid morning broken by the drip...

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a runner Looking for His Jumpy Curly Stringy Fluffy Dog--





                     a    ...

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Look at me, boy how things have changed
Don’t know how life got so rearranged
Never saw it coming but it feels so good

One day my eyes, my heart, my soul opened up
Life’s been full of surprises...

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A snowy Christmas is what we all prayed for
Probably because it never happened before
We didn’t need it to have Christmas cheer
But it sure would be nice to see the white stuff this year

You can’t force...

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Lo, falls                                 ...

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Bello (hello)let me tell you about some Minions
Brightly covered single-cell organisms
Small yellow cylindrical creatures
With one eye and sometimes two
Not sure why . . . 
Minions love to wear dungarees and goggles
Not sure why . ....

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Pleasantries of passivity before the pinch of shrill cold
ripples over the landscape in the suburbs of Buffalo—
before its trees crispin and leaves twirl about— giggling
like school girls, rippling in the claustrophobic dark.

My existence, contingent on...

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I wanted to be an engineer
and drive a train insane
always with my chug-chug-chugging
and that four-note whistle
I carried in my dungarees
Whoooo - whhoooowhoooooooo 

I wanted to be a balloonist 'n'
look down on the Earth sun-kissed
and wear...

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Old men in blue jeans

Dungarees – that’s what they were called,
heavy, blue denim, metal button fly -
form that followed function.  The “cuffs” were
rolled up because inseam sizing and “pre-worn”
softened and frayed only occurred if...

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Popplecoook met popplwwock on a jacket mending mission to a culinary planet. It was varied and various. The threads that were woven. To entice a frozen omelette to rise amidst the blackness and create a...

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It's 3 P.M, Sitting, staring at the reruns of Jeopardy and Seinfield 
a microwave steak and some potatoes 
sit gingerly on the tray, crunchy and frozen....

It's 5 P.M., a bottle of room temperature beer
cuddles itself...

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Photo by US Navy WestPack Album—Gorelick 2nd top right 
                       
“Not Squared-Away”

Crawling and...

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Kare Adenegan

I love the city of Coventry ‘cos it’s disability friendly, 
Since it houses Great Britain’s national disabled college, 
As Hereward resides there with insight, policies bendy, 
Towards its students who mainstream don’t admonish. 

Kare...

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The dancing pardners, dressed in dungarees,
With checkered shirts, and Stetsons, boots and spurs,
Are at a wedding. Joy the bride now asks
The band to play a tune that she prefers.

The fiddle music made 'em tap their...

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The dancing pardners, dressed in dungarees,
With checkered shirts, and Stetsons,  boots and spurs,
Are at a wedding. Joy the bride now asks 
The band to play a tune that she prefers.
 
The fiddle music made...

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The darling, delightfully, dubious, delectable despicable day
No one thought to warn me; no one noticed maybe, never mind
It was an extra special, extraneously exciting, and exacting day.
I did not even notice at first, deliberating about...

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Poet:  Ken Jordan 
Poem: Gal from Tucumcari 
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan 
written:  April/2017


The next woman I marry 
will be a Gal from Tucumcari.

she'll be tougher than a 
desert Tree Cholla 

Wilder than a...

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