Long Frick Poems

Hop right on my back
turtle slow and green skinned bark
A journey to tag every bit left of nature
it's something I know that you can't help but do...

We'll pass up the river here soon on the...

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"Rock Chick"

Verse1: (yah! ohh!) I'm a rock chick who doesn't mess around/ What the frick is 
wrong.don't you understand(get it)/ No/I don't like pink or the roller skating rink/ 
But I do like orange and...

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One afternoon as I walked by,
Saw Fred staring at the sky.
I stopped and shouted out a “Hi!”
Fred gave me a wave and beckoned me nigh.

I had no place I had to be.
So, I wondered over...

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two guys met way back and comprise
a duet of two, fondly able to show
true affection for other as a twin

these guys as you might surmise
are lifetime friends though
Younger's thick and Elder's thin

since Younger's days of...

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Deep breathing walkers
stretch across the blue grass of early day.

The park is a Florida basin under river roots.
A native cracker jammed down in a no-name Ford
listens to a country station that’s mega-nasal,
tin-star shaped and boozy.

Alligators...

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My marriage took place on this day 
a few thousand pages ago
nestled somewhere in between 
a wistful dream 
and some silly reality show

We started out like frick and frack 
the joker and his queen
There were...

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On this journey I am,
What mile is left to cover?
This ocean looks like a dam,
I hope you do not call me a rover.

At the horizon of greatness,
Nothing in it, but sting of bitterness,
The ransom for...

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Live the life
where you let others judge and praise
more religiously than God,
with all the shackles of social media
you adorn in blindness,
letting trinkets fill you with ecstasy, 
and trends that eventually bend, 
and lies smothered with flies.

Boasting faces and...

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Click Clack Frick Frack Click Click Clack
I know better than to turn or ever look back
In a foreign land, I try to relax and watch the sights
But if we fly off the rails, God will...

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Dandom Randomness
What else will I see out of my story?
I’ve seen a guy blown away.
Where’s my guinea pig?
In the boarded up pub in the fog.

Your film is so yesterday,
full of sex and violence.
One foot man...

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Poetry inspired by the Frick Collection 

•	At nine o’clock ( Sewing by lamplight by Millet)


We sit in our campesino existence
Engaging in tasks that provide
Us with livelihood, with purpose,
But, what will you be doing? 
No longer...

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Where did you get that oatmeal cookie I asked Jack.
Off the oatmeal cookie tree, we keep it out back.
His mother gave the kitchen counter a tiny whack.
With her old-fashioned apron made from a flour sack.

I...

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We frick and frack and break a back.
No problem. Plenty of resources.
We can get by with losing a few.

Some of the crazy ones are out there planting trees
As we cut them down willy nilly, unconcerned.
Not...

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We frick and frack and break a back.
No problem. Plenty of resources.
We can get by with losing a few.

Some of the crazy ones are out there planting trees
As we cut them down willy nilly, unconcerned.
Not...

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One step forward, two steps back
    you were Frick and I was Frack
not caring what other said with pseudo tact.

We'd laugh and giggle on the sidelines
    I was your...

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Zenith
Love will heal everyone. Even those who blow their brothers and sisters up. It will heal people with issues. 
Love will heal the white supremacist who walks in Charleston with a Nazi blood banner. 
Love...

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