Long Gil Poems

Lights dim, and a single spotlight illuminates the stage/Ben Nola has sumptin 2 say/
 a page/ a stage/ two worlds were born from the seed of thought/
 One, etched in ink, a monument meticulously wrought/...

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Christopher Cuddy made his home in west Texas,
in the small town of Stone Brook Falls.
He made his living as a realtor,
selling off lots both big and small.

When he was forty-five his father passed,
he had lived...

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He rose from his half-finished whisky,
and set out, clear out of town.
Blackjack would be very keen to know
what the soft, little clerk had found.

Gil rode back out into the desert,
retracing where he previously went.
Finding the...

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(spotlight hits center stage. A figure approaches, casual, confident. He grabs the mic, James Brown’s defiant anthem “Say It Loud- I’m Black and I’m Proud” 
fades into the background.) The crowd goes silent, the stage...

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The lights dim, and a single spotlight illuminates the dude speaker/He adjusts the microphone the voice, and when it comes, it is strong.) The Confidence Man)/
 He's not a robber with a gun and mask,...

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Saloon
Squeezed between office buildings
On lower Broadway
Desolate and out of the way
Faint neon sign marks the place
For the downtown art scene.
Poetry readings on Sunday afternoons
Only the regulars show up 
Invited or not 
Some mount the stage...

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Win ‘The Trip’ Murray

Some wish the life of stewardess; Win Murray was the ‘trip,’
more than a plane or ship at sea, with stops not on a map,
a riptide ocean surf conceals ’til shore’s long past...

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The trapper looked for the oddly-dressed man,
but could no longer see him, or his tent.
He glanced around, so supremely confused,
now where the devil had that darned fool went?

He searched along the whole of...

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Blackjack’s face held its dark glare,
he shook his head in disgust.
“We rode all this way, and your great ‘treasure’
is some moldy old paper and dust?”

He slowly moved his hand towards his gun,
but besides him a...

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From bebop, swing to hip-hops thing
True poets had it best
For there is a rhythm in the soul, 
Which they all just had to express

Some could not control
This powerful thing 
 Was so often put to...

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WALT WHITMAN PURSUING BEAUTY
						( In his 200 Aniversary )
His Biosphere, his Biorealm, his Bioprovince
His Bioregion, his Biolocale
Beat plunged humming “Leaves of Grass”
Throught drunken twisted paths
Stumbling pleasures and thinking about
The quality of being different
Transparent, unthinkable
Just talking...

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Flatbush . . . Bedford Stuyvesant . . . Saint Jerome's . . .
Our Lady of Good Counsel School . . . The Sisters of Mercy . . . The Franciscan Brothers.
Double features at the...

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Andy O’(Snaps fingers rhythmically) The air hangs thick with midnight blue/And the city hums a graffiti tune/  a voice cuts through, a velvet blade/Andy O’, where stories are made/Poet, Musician, Broadcaster's soul/Navigating the sonic...

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NO FLEXIN/ Word and Art/Tony Adamo
Iconic slick rhymes/
trumpet beats sampled/
Latin soul grooves on Bronx Street/
No flexin’, just real 90's rap/
Hip hop flows into jazz spoken word soul/
jazz whispers into Afrobeats ear/
a political word from Angela...

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An old black and white movie
  took me back to my childhood
when cowboys rode the range
 Major Adams and Flint McCullough leading the Wagon Train,
and Hopalong's ten-gallon white hat
 rode the brim of John...

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There was a day on TV
Where westerns were all the rage
You could take your pick
From your TV paper page

Together our masked hero the Lone Ranger
With Tonto kept outlaws in a spin
Have Gun Will Travel was...

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Regret


It's too late for me to feel the joy of the Rockies one more time.
A place where the silent beauty stands resolutely for all times.
Oh, how I wish that I would have left the suffocating...

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3-3-5-7-7-1

Christmas shop..Till you drop..
Every which way but loose..
For some rawhide, Wishbone fried..
Gil Favor big on flavor..
Some!
 
Jo se Wells…Eastwood Tales..
As I knew he would..
Clint Eastwood, did very good..
Being so well on his…way..
Act!

Cattle drive…Eastwood drove..
From Rawhide...

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Bill and Gil met a new gal, Diamond Lil
In a sassy saloon named Petey’s Swill
She was dressed with a dolly lady’s skill
Ruffled as a male peacock with a trill

Diamond Lil educated naïve Bill and innocent...

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DID WILL, BILL AND GIL GET THEIR PILL?

I got this great idea to invent a pill
Make is so men can get pregnant as well
Dudes walking around in camouflage
Take it and if not you get a...

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DID WILL, BILL AND GIL GET THEIR PILL?

I have this great idea to invent a pill
Make it so men can get pregnant as well
Dudes walking around carrying some weight
Get a huge belly and know pregnancy...

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DID WILL, BILL AND GIL GET THEIR PILL?B

I got this great idea to invent a pill
Make is so men can get pregnant as well
Dudes walking around in camouflage
Take it and if not you get a...

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DID WILL, BILL AND GIL GET THEIR PILL?

I have this great idea to invent a pill
Make it so men can get pregnant as well
Dudes walking around in camouflage
Get a huge belly and know pregnancy is...

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May I Explain Your Name?

Gillis
your name rose up from gaped legs
in a cold tiled room
under a G.E. sun
a badge of family honor and pride
even though you would tell
a different tale

Gillis
I know you hated it
the very...

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A rat done bit my sister Nell
Cause Gil Scott-Heron's dead
And now, no one can tell the tale
Cause Gil Scott-Heron's dead
And some crazed white man stole my gun
The day's pitch black cause there is no sun
And...

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