Long Gunshot Poems

The large, bright Winter moon shone it's heavenly light over and out amongst the snow-covered city. The city was large, the city was noisy. It was midnight and the bustling still urged on. People ached...

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And still his death haunts webbed wide world post American Civil War

Preface: On the evening of April 14, 1865, while attending a special performance of the comedy, "Our American Cousin," President Abraham Lincoln was shot.

President...

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GUNSHOT WOUND TO THE HEART 


From a two-room schoolhouse high on a hill over the Fundy Bay, I sat at an old wooden desk daydreaming. The ink stains and etchings which were dug deep into...

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It was a hot summer day.  Harry had stopped by Grandma's house and offered to take the two little girls down to the store and treat them to an ice-cream cone.  Grandma, thinking...

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Ford's Theater, April 15th, 1865...
Petersen House, Washington, D.C.

I admit to own a passion
for the Civil War in general,
and the life and death of
the sixteenth president in particular
between a hard spot of whiskey
and draughts of arrack;
nonetheless...

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My roommates Leong, Sophie, (Charles) and I were coming from a Yale sporting event. The sky looked like a dirty Swiffer-mop and the wind seemed to be ignoring the posted 20mph speed limit. It was...

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I am a big admirer of all large cats, one of my favourites being the Scottish Wild Cat.
It is one of the wildest of all cats and will fight to the death to protect its...

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I enjoyed an almost idyllic childhood. This was marred only at the age of ten by my circumcision, a cruel and primitive custom among my otherwise enlightened people. In my grandmother’s hut, I was held...

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He saw a girl wearing only one shoe,
and drew the other one from his pocket,
tied it on her foot, and said to the girl,
“You have to run now, please, go on and get!”

She bolted off...

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...“My mother said he did it to survive,
the farm was failing, the crops wouldn’t thrive,
he had to find money, so rode with them,
so desperate he’d go with criminal men.

“My father’s death was quite hard, I’ll...

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There was a fiddler, back in eighty-three,
a young fellow who called himself Monty,
wasn’t much of a worker, that is no lie,
but oh, how fast his fingers could fly…

He came from the east, most people did...

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Alaskan wilderness, a beautiful sight, holds grave danger when you go it alone.
It was freezing cold one night when Frank’s unwanted adventure began. 
He had left early that Sunday morn, before an unexpected blizzard moved...

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In Soup Creek saloon behind Jenna’s bar
Milt’s holsters and belt and a posthumous star
Are fixed to a plaque to remember him best
There’s a custom made bracket where Milton’s guns rest

The gun barrels cross over Milt’s...

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IV.
An awkward silence fell on them,
Reg felt bad, and looked at his feet,
“I didn’t mean to pry,”he said.
she laughed and said, “Don’t look so meek.

“There’s not much work for women here,
and I had no family...

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Whatever happened to the true art of practicing forgiveness? There seems to be a zero tolerance towards making human mistakes even after the guilty party says they are sorry. They lose their Hallmark television series,...

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The feeling was coming back with ferocity..He had made a turniquette with his belt and would periodically loosen it to restore flow and see if the bleeding had subsided.He hoped it was a clean through...

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I flung my bloodied bathrobe onto a dusty mahogany bureau and roared: “Did we frighten
the scarecrows tonight, my love? Whose catch was it anyway? Yours or mine? We invited 10
guests to our dungeon this evening....

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Puleng please stop crying ??  Puleng!!! I'm sorry ?? 
I... I saw him... I know you're hurt and I wanted to help but... I couldn't
I'm here... Wait for me I'm going to talk to...

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Burke Bowden rode slowly through the piney hills
outside the mining town of Tillico.
Hiding himself there in the Montana woods
where decent folks would rarely go.
He had good reason for being out there alone.
The bastard Banks Grisby...

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I see blood gushing out of his chest and I stood at the corner and take a deep breath, they have been exchanging gunfire for more than nine hour and he has taken down a...

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There once was a couple who lived a peaceful unit until one day they designed to have a mystery party. Little did they know it will turn out to be the real deal.
 It all...

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who knew who knew?
The story ends
hands clean and messy
someone stupid like you?
indecently in the mirror i see

bullets blue dont you know
flies know what you are
authorities alive thought i might die
eyes take a good look
smiling gunshot...

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The Walk

Tired of it all
The bottle empty did fall
On the third floor
I looked out
Skeptical
Of the distance
Fatal or just painful?

I have had enough pain
Looking out, it began
To rain
For my final walk
I took an umbrella
I was that...

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All around the fortified town all the systems were down, and a heavyset man took all the money and left the town in a hurry. I couldn’t understand why but he chartered a helicopter and...

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And thus I wake from my 30 month slumber
Fuzzy headed and cotton-mouthed
As pristinely damaged as before my rest
When my Reaper drew our curtains closed

Living life in a trance isn't new to me
I don't think I've...

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