Long Grey haired Poems

Winter Weary
A rhyme that sends a winters “chill’.
With snow, not knowing where to start.
But as he’s had some time to “chill”. 
A fellow with a changing heart.
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The bespectacled old man
Adjusted his spectacles and his hearing aids,
Positioned his walking stick
Then,
Inched forward as the caravan stuttered
And,
Birthed at Aqua Caliente Station

Unable to make out
The train number and destination,
He turned to me
And asked in a...

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In a midland Drive-In, ‘neath an August moon. 
The feature was “The Creature from the Black Lagoon”.
Sat two young kids, with young passions hewn.
Young at love, just neophytes,
Just being alone was their pure delight.
She was...

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Eons ago, near two flowing rivers in old China 
Lived an old, white clothed man ninety-nine years of age 

Who glared at two mountains he knew from his long-dead childhood 
Who glared at the giants...

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Under the canopy of the silver crescent light, right before the ripe of night, basking in the mushroom embrace of twinkling stars, listening to crickets’ melancholic lullabies, before temporary death beckoned to make acquaintances, we...

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But for your manifestation in dried pulp 
Minds neglect your invasion 
The crave for you unquenchable .

Lime light shining on your possessors 
Underdogs gazing loathsomly at your managers
Soo powerful you send jolts down the spine...

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The Biblical book of Genesis poetically recounts the undetermined time of creation as happening in a week of seven days.  As I look back upon life, which has gone by so quickly, it seems...

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DO NOT BLAME THE MONARCHY

Do not blame the Monarchy
For wounds from biting teeth that you dug up on your own
For the death of your children who were eaten by the wolf you domesticated
For your midget...

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DO NOT BLAME THE MONARCHY

Do not blame the Monarchy
For wounds from biting teeth that you dug up on your own
For the death of your children who were eaten by the wolf you domesticated
For your midget...

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Having an obvious proclivity for story-telling,
the old man leaned forward in his chair,
eager to impress the grey-haired men gathered around him
while he continued with the saga of his most peculiar life.
With each slight nuance of...

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I will turn back the pages of time
To memories of long, long ago that still shine bright
It was a brief love . . . 
Yet, quietly unfolds in my dreams

We met in Chiado, Lisbon
I was...

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Oh a Nation of Assault
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Written: September 23, 2023
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In the denizens of the grey-haired.
Suppleness lingers, yet love is not shared
Around a suitable quantum of melodrama
A tangle of tales, deriving roads to nirvana 

Their quest looks to boost their path of...

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That Sunday Morning,
the fresh scent of winter in the air,
just slightly coming through the door every time it opens,
entering with the people coming in from the outside,
and following them everywhere they go.

Everyone seated,
spaced out as...

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Les C. Moore be virally,
virtual plea coming black enamel blu tooth
with the plain, pandemic ghetto pain truth


Les C. what’s goin’ on
with the lophodont latest, lamentable siren news
A loathsome copper tone
got a dark cloud-colored megaphone
high-caliber a-blasting...

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I thought this was for old folks? my hair dark brown
Just a little gray, I watch clever acidic comedies at night
I have dreams, had hope but now the pain adds years
My husband is cranky and...

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Three hours suppressed before breaching the tight-lipped 
container left neatly wrapped in homogenous foam 
and smoky demeanor. Its lid caved in, having been tapped.

Through misspoken holes sprung arcadian visions, 
lacking Peloponnese disposition, still semi-smoldering 
with...

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Today, I was sitting in the PX snack bar sipping a cup o' joe,
Just biding my time while my spouse was busily spending dough!
There was a host of intriguing people passing by in review.
I couldn't...

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THE 12 SPIRIT WITCHES OF SHUDDER VIEW MIST   2019/01/20

Was the address given to us, and was betwixt
Tall trees whose branch’s looked like shadows
Lightening made them look like monsters affixed,
Hanging dead, and the immediate...

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The grey-haired by on our streets
With rags hanging his shoulder as his only cloak
Every night on banana leaves he sleeps;
He has no crump nor cakes let alone a glimpse of hope

All day his leg sweeps...

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We live in time and empty space,
Always trying to hold our place;
From birth to death we try to find,
Ways to heal a troubled mind.

I am naught and you are all,
You are grand and I am...

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(How Do You Know That God Loves You?)

So how do you know that God loves you?
Is that something that you can control?
Does God sanction the church you’re attending
Or people who sit in your pew?

Is new...

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we walked  three miles in the country  
in the dark 
down the lonely roads 
and past the deep swamp
too far away from home to be intimate with, 

to the nearly deserted farmhouse whose...

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LOVE   FOR    THREE   WOMEN



In bays and headlands of my dreams I hear her sweet laughter:     
She strolls along the beach in morningtimes at low...

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