Long Hankie Poems

You're a waste of a man
The last choice for a sane person
The weirdest weirdo amidst weirdos
You just don't fit in —
Like a pole climbing strap
Trying to be forced into a blue Jeans
What an abuse of...

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Ah had a aulder bruther whin ah wis wee,
ah wis five then an' he -wis nine yea see.
A tendid tae follow him aboot,
bit bein' aulder he widnae care a hoot.

Aw jings a remember wan day...

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A story I read about war and good luck charms…..
The Good luck charm

Standing on the dock in front of the troop ship 
His mother hugged him and fussed about Straightening his hat and brushing his...

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Word for word your obituary was read 
everyone was there just like you said 
mostly enemies they weren't happy 
glancing at the photo you chose for 

the viewing ma was so brave too 
knowing full...

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Women in times gone by did not have much to say
In matters of importance or happenings of the day
If a girl or woman tried to give her point of view
It was considered unfeminine not quite...

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Erstime, ere bards nor Wondering Joyceters 
did glybb their gobs with glanjous tongue, 
Sir Slip The Most (a Figleafmoistner) 
was undangled…and his sling unslung.

‘Twas on the Ile de Deux Sans Mustard, 
with her Fowlling Fopplott...

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Muscle-bound goons. The kind that rape the world. Self-satisfied, in no hurry to devote their remarkable faculties to understanding another’s mind. Such wise men. Stares as blank as summer nights, red and black, tricolored, golden...

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Lying on my back,
the warm sun blanketing,
I watched the cloud stacks drift,
breezily blown across the bluest skies,
imagining, dreaming . . .

Dangling from my lips,
sweet honeysuckle straws dripped nectar candy,
delicious extract for flavoring dreams,
visions of the...

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Outside the sanctum, clenched teeth, tension, 
    a sense of being spun slowly, in comical ocean drift
    Bobbed cork barely able to rein my orientation. 

   ...

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Chubby cream grubby against white ice
      Hungry somewhat clumsy polar bear heist
      Hopefully loping over to an asylum of seals
     ...

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Watching the elephants parade nearby.
The glitter began to cascade down.
All the little children waited the call.
The circus had finally come to town.

Clem the clown waltzed in with a broom.
He squirted himself with a bouquet flowers.
Pulling...

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I woke up with  a sore throat
A thousand hammers beating a retreat
In my head
I open one eye to see if i could reach
The box of tissues by my bed
To sneeze or not to sneeze
That is...

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I don’t want to see you inside this house
Unless your foot has fallen off or you are bloody
Does a bloody nose count?
Hell no.

What if a blood eating vampire eats my face off?
That could be a...

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The posh Tart. 

She, an old fashioned girl, when walking past me
dropped her handkerchief, gallantly I picked it up.
and hand it to her, it was scented and had enticing  
aroma of womanhood. Said her...

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What is a necktie dangling for?
too stiff, too thin to be a scarf,
        a bibi or apron;

too smooth to be a good hankie,
 too short to be a...

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what's a necktie dangling for?
    too stiff, too thin to be a scarf,
        a bib, or an apron,
too smooth to be a hankie,
  ...

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How I wish you know
How much I love you
You'd let be the one,
You'd always talk to
You'd let me look deep into your eyes
You wouldn't mind been softened by my poems
When your heart is heavy
You'd let...

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Mixing two things will create
Something new that's really great
Yellow and blue will make green
And an outside pretty scene
Purple comes from red and blue
Growing violets==rare and new
Pink is made from red and white
Lace is a soft...

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Lace hankie tucked inside her jacket sleeve
Hard candy filled the tin beside Mom’s purse
Gray mournings, nature’s gifts for those who grieve
At times when it seems nothing could be worse

So many dresses filled her closet space
And...

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Dog gone gardeners so long in the tooth.
They are planting beans today along with old Ruth.
Their overalls are straight, their tails are a wagg’n.
By six o’clock tonight, they may both be dragg’n.

Dog gone gardeners, their...

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ONE MAN'S TRASH IS ANOTHER MAN'S TREASURE

In the hustle and bustle of daily life,
We often overlook the struggles and strife.
To some, it's just trash, no value seen,
But to others, it's a lifeline, a dream.

A penny...

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