Long Fusses Poems

"RED"


Listen he said, “How many ways can you see Red?”

“Well”, she sighed, “Let’s start with Cherry Pie, 
oozing it’s juices all over your chin
and plump moist Red Raspberries staining your sheets, then again
what about Claret...

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Two skinny legs dangle from hand-me-down frocks. 
Elastic bands holding up her socks. 
Scuffed shoes upon her feet, so small they barely fit. 
Water leaks through the crack where the sole had split. 

Her wheat coloured...

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July 14 Scripture Meditations Based on Isaiah 1-6

Key Verse – Isaiah 6: 3 … Holy, holy, holy, is the LORD of hosts: the whole earth is full of his glory.  

MY GOD, THANK YOU...

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I met someone... he's not perfect,
I have met no-one that is,
He cherishes my emotions and my thoughts,
his touch gives me chills.
 
He protects me daily,
ensuring that I'm good.
His intelligence captivates me
for a nigga from the...

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My neighbor's piano swirls around her finger
likened to a keyed car where scrapes linger.

She teases out a tune as we both try to hum
along with swirling keys her fingers drum.

The naturals and the flats whirl...

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Wind-swept and sun burnt alone on the fairway 


he fusses and frets with his lie; 


he's been here for ever commanding the course, 


ever since you and I were knee high. 





Golf is his passion,...

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#One_on_one_with_my_father
Expectations and reactions fusses my here and now mental and emotional state, like two giants bloating my tinny inner self, the fighting is real, pity I was never taught how to react. I try to...

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A Mother's Love;

Like the Heavens above. 

She cradles you tight;

Throughout the night.  

She watches you grow;

Never wanting to let go.  

She holds your hand Tight, lovingly, grand;

She tells you things to help you...

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The highlight of the year for the family is the County Fair!
Folks come from miles around and there's excitement in the air!
They come to ooh! and aah! at things displayed with pride,
And scream at the...

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Old Jake lived a mile or so below the falls.
He wasn’t  a hermit, or any other sect or sort.
He was just an old man; though always alone.
Well, except for the critters.
They were not remarkable,...

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The Other Woman in My Life
 
There are two women in my life now; I don’t know how it happened, 

It was as though one day I awoke to notice her in my life 
They...

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...to my grandfather, Charlie Hebert,
   with respect and affection  RIP


Wind-swept and sunburnt alone 
on the course he fusses and frets 
with his lie; he's been here for ever 
commanding the links, ever...

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Stonewalled faces numb from emotional blows
Eyelids fortified like reinforced dam walls
Can no longer hold back the swelling tears
Threatening to burst and inundate worst fears

Petrified, piercing glances 
Why the long faces? 

Faces that label me 
And...

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...to Charlie Hebert, my father-in-law,
   with respect and affection


Wind-swept and sun burnt alone on the fairway 
he fusses and frets with his lie; 
he's been here for ever commanding the course, 
ever since...

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...to Charlie Hebert, my father-in-law,
   with respect and affection


Wind-swept and sunburnt alone on the fairway 
he fusses and frets with his lie; 
he's been here for ever commanding the course, 
ever since you...

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...to Charlie Hebert, my father-in-law,
   with respect and affection


Wind-swept and sunburnt alone on the fairway 
he fusses and frets with his lie; 
he's been here for ever commanding the course, 
ever since you...

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*Image of Montreal Mount Royal Pixabay.

Montreal in the Fall

Well, sis, deal with it while bro throws a fit,
I stand, mom fusses with the new dresses,
Bro's frown much bigger, her smile, his trigger,
He stomps to changing....

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find blue summer in the undulating
fans of the kelp forests’ 
kelly green
swirl aquamarine waters 
lemon tangs and 
silvery blue angelfish dart, 
dive disappear in a cloud 
of color near
fluffy white sand bottom

the jet black stingray...

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Qu'est-ce que c'est

What is it? (Qu'est-ce que c'est}
this invisible pull that can do so much 
make the iris enlarge
and water flow from the thighs
like Niagara
gives the heart the pleasure of its sight
or the ear the...

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I do salute your Irish gall. 'You' have the balls, I should say,
Among Western hens that lie down false super-cocks to obey.
Let them cluck, wear beards, have moustache to pretend they, too, are men.
'You' and...

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...to Charlie Hebert,
   with respect and affection


Wind-swept and sunburnt alone 
on the course he fusses and frets 
with his lie; he's been here for ever 
commanding the links, ever since 
you and I...

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...to Charlie Hebert, (RIP), my father-in-law,
    with respect and affection



Wind-swept and sunburnt alone on the fairway 
he fusses and frets with his lie; 
he's been here for ever commanding the course, 
ever...

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Nona is love with a spoon in her hand,
To stir the pot or smack your hand.

She's free with her hugs, her stories, her food,
But if your bad she comes unglued.

She hustles and bustles all over...

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...to Charlie Hebert, with respect and affection


Wind-swept and sunburnt alone on the fairway 
he fusses and frets with his lie; 
he's been here for ever commanding the links 
ever since you and I were knee...

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A week woman cries and hollers fusses and skalks 
That she has nobody
A weak woman will settle for any someone to caress 
A physical bond then calling
That true love the weak woman burden 
Strong she...

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