Long Forearm Poems

Once again it’s Saturday; the day when footy reigns supreme.
The Dogs are up against the Cats, the premier favoured team,
but I’ve got no doubts the mighty Dogs will surely cope with that.
I couldn’t think of...

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I remember the beach sand and swing
when you and mother were still something
I remember the ducks in the lake
you held my hand watching their wake
I remember the sheep dogs when the day was through
and the...

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Mud and leather
dirt and nerve
bloodied laughter
collision to serve,
distance, drive and demolition
battle axe ambition in the wild air
muscle and mind joined in steeled instinct, 
a stitched pigskin ball, the grail of the Fall
to fumble it means...

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Tasting Africa (One L****ick at a Time) Part 2
(Though the title's a joke, my limericks are not!)

5. Yet Another World Wonder
Feel like now I am older I need to admit
A Safari to Africa costs quite...

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It was not uncommon to discover a missing Brother Legionary
castrated, and decapitated
with a headless eagle carved upon his chest,
don't speak to me of morals and mercy
for I have seen and dealt the damage of rude...

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The Undertow


The two could feel the undertow
Pull at them both - then let them go
He wondered if she could know
Or sense it too and let it flow

The undertow in the fast-running tide
Ebbed and flowed at...

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August 13th, 2021 – twenty two years since...

Wicked bad designed day poem originally crafted
then alternately titled for no particular rhyme nor reason: 
courtesy Doctor Donald Dossey  
who coined paraskevidekatriaphobia. 

August thirteenth nineteen hundred and...

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(alternately titled: courtesy Doctor Donald Dossey  
who coined paraskevidekatriaphobia 

August thirteenth nineteen hundred and ninety nine
forever etched in annals of my personal infamy
as one still sending hair raising shivers down my spine
which following unpleasant...

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The phrase "Music to my ears" has been injected toward the 
wrong part of my body, and most unpleasantly personified. 
There is a record player that I let skip and scratch on purpose, hearing 
colorful...

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Your eyes are aglow

Leading through them

vines

Mysterious thoughts

Wondrous skies

What are you thinking?

I want to know

Rose petal cheek

Drop of dew falls from  your eye

What memories pain you so?

I wish to unlock your troubled past

I'll walk through...

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Speak to me in iambic pentameter
and weave Shakespeare sonnets with Milton anecdotes.
Read me riddles and rhymes divulged 
over uneaten dinners and swing-sets with broken chains.
Allow me to lip-synch to your ballad of broken piano-fingers
and I...

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In quiet, space breaks down into insight.
Opposing the edge amidst deceit and blight.
Imperceptible resonation is reflected back.
On a hunch, or at the stroke of night track.

A lethal tree is still close in the woodlands.
The spirit...

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1) Pick up the cat and cradle it in the crook of your arm as if holding a baby. Position forefinger and thumb on either side of the cat's mouth and gently apply pressure to...

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She removed the drops of perspiration from her forehead with the back of her garden glove, leaving nature’s makeup in its place, a small streak of brown soil. As I stared at her, she put...

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Gazing,
Greek letters display of curious origin.
Impregnation skin softly writhing aware letters

Sea

Alpha, Omicron, Tau, Psi, Mu, Rho, pass through all the rest and each other figure 8

Jangling in strange confronting orbits

Gossamer skin flays, the letters
Pulsing, transforming,...

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You wonder
If this state of being
Has brought me
All these sudden gains.

You wonder if my
Battle is pretend
And my willingness
To fight is really in vain.
That I’m vain.

A little miss MunchHausen
With her soaplike
Drama hand
Stuck to her forehead
Lying in...

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The archers’ line was straddled,
By many a shapely calf.
The Marshall called the nocking,
And winked at the pretty lass.

The Maiden drew the bowstring back,
To her ruddy cheek,
As she fired her fledgling flights;
They heard the fair Maid...

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He begs to know "what is that smoke,
it smells like burning human skin?
and then he begins to choke
and was there to witness the madness begin

i can see him
a tattered tot in tattered cotton slacks
a child...

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You have led my course through fractured lanes.
Your groaning ballad my only light.
Kill blessings from stained lips safely float our steps.
Where would I be without you Michael?

Crow mother lies broken at our hand.
Eyes, lips and...

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Pangiota’s Personal Meeting with Oscar Winner,
George Chakiris of “West Side Story”…. 1961


You were alarmingly affable and delightful.
Accepting, and so very, very sweet,
To have a special-one on one with you.
Heavenly, and nearly swept me off my...

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Here I stand
with my Claymore, Agony
strapped to my back
and metaphysical forearm spikes
running up my arms,
     slanting towards my elbows.
Winds howl around me
    filled with knives of rhetoric
tearing at...

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It was my birthday and my partner wanted to take a trip to Mazatlan,
on the coast of Mexico. We decided to go deep-sea fishing so the next day.
We got up very early and headed to...

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When I was growing up, 

I never had the opportunity to think that the monsters

were inside my closet. 

You see,

the monsters I had were between my parents. 

As they beat each other and screamed so...

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The bad days feel like Clouds over a picnic , fog in the crowd, the spinning ground, people pass like vertical white lines of speeding light, this is vertigo, this is the I can't handle...

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