Long Handholds Poems

I never cared to do the dangerous things, and liked to play it safe,
But the strict bonds of ordinariness, can oftentimes start to chafe.

I always preferred to cover my bets, for I hated the idea...

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A moment in time..

I saw you across the room the other day,
Much like another time when you held my gaze,
Pulling me in with one passing glance
Our longing eyes betraying thoughts, that this might be another...

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Endangered Trailblazing
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Trailblazing Then and Now

Astride his father’s shoulders
Like a double decker bus
There was always what his father saw
And the child’s gaze beyond
They learned together
What their senses taught them of reality

There were so many hills his father...

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One time, when I was about
eight or nine, 
Poppa climbed up onto the roof.
He was fixing something
(I don't remember what)
but he called me up.
He wanted me to see 
the sunset
uninterrupted by the houses
and trees of...

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Have you seen the desert?
My first steps are remembered by her sands.

I was raised on her mirages,
Bartered off when I first shed blood.
My wedding journey was etched on her visage,
Rows of camels, a blushing bride,...

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A.W. Nutter

Able to see a round circle of light
The sun slowly ascending into the sky
Futile, spilling tears over my plight
 As I struggle to survive I wonder why

As each morning comes I sign the cross
Clinging...

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2. Aria

Twain kindred souls start slow and reunite,
Same as lovers who split and then made up,
Though, twas a mere slow dance, a Pavane,
Taming a dance floor with their passive feet,
As Faure's piece fades, delayed music...

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All night he climbs his spinal cord,
up and down he goes
a worker ant
gathering globules of memory.
The bony spine itself
offers handholds for his ghosts.

At each spinal notch 
he enters the swim
of sub-osseous neural bundles.
Images are scooped...

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Downward spiral
I'm sinking ever deeper
Trying to climb out
But the walls are getting steeper
Stuck in this rut
In my mind's eye created
Should've gotten out sooner
But I just procrastinated
I see the light at the top
Getting ever smaller
The dimness...

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tracing lines on the syntax of multiple personalities
          grammar cascades down resonant folds
 and drops to its knees in silent rage

hand over hand over hand over...

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Life at times is fun, but not always
live it as it comes, can't be choosy
a wonderful dream, it doesn't stay
go, drown your woes in the jacuzzi.

Mask the face with calm demeanor
Be courteous, upright despite a...

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The sun has risen bright and cold.
December shines. The roads glisten with frost.
A bright sky flares, makes all stare into sheets of light,
Now opaque, now a glaring dazzle.,
the light steals our sight for want of...

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He staggers,
where once he counted steps
he now counts unsteady footfalls.
Life has become a minor earthquake
an aftershock still trembling
at the core of a wincing mind.

Many years ago, auntie had a stroke,
she careened to a halt,
yet carried...

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