Long Harrison Poems

Date: December  2042

Early afternoon, Damian was 
Busy in his den planning the trip 
To Trinidad. He called CJ first 
To confirm his commitment to
The project. "Hey brother you
Still on for that trip we spoke
About."...

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Molly sat on the backyard porch 
Watching the kids play when Dolly 
Emerged from the doorway and 
Sat with her. "Hey sis how's it going 
Girl! Dolly seemed jovial. Molly 
Replied, "I guess it's going...

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Mad Molly Shaw wasn’t...

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Date:  January  2050

DJs birthday passed quickly. Now
End of January.
10 am  contractors were on the 
Estate In the back of the house.
They had already broke ground.
Damian watched the construction 
Of the 5 bedroom...

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WHEN The WIND COMES DOWN LONG LAKE in OCTOBER 
 
(1 AM in the morning  -  Naples, Maine)

When unseasonable lake water balm 
meets you tripping out of Ricks’ Café 
after midnight
you know those...

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“Pale Words Riding the Revolution”

it takes a woman
to bear the pain 
of a world ripping
wide open, apart

a part,

the child 
crowns crimson 
marked forehead
cheeks and lips, bloodied 

kissed awake
readied for the hunt
their tribal screams 
heard sweetly,...

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Nineteen hundred and sixty-one,
was a strobogrammatic year.
It will be six thousand and nine, 
‘til the next time that will appear.

It started off aggressively,
Ike told Cuba to go to Hell.
We ain’t talking to you no more,
not...

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Reporting live on the soup, with Americas MOST. WANTED. POETS.
 Standing here with our host John, 
With an exclusive update on criminal poets, captured and on the run.
Switching over to you John,. "Thank you P.D.,...

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P S its POETRY WRITE ON WRITE ON CONGRATS TO MY FELLOW POETRY SOUPERS PART 18

Thomas Flood                  ...

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It is easy to forget that in the main we die only seven times more slowly than our dogs.
Jim Harrison (1937 - 2016) - The Road Home

 
First Bobo, a cocker spaniel, 
I remember only...

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A new day perhaps, of immeasurable tin, sound of din
A hurricane noise, a thrall of riotous cuts, although thin
The blood-curdle choke of rage from before
Now purchased like plasma from the needle store
Go hump yourself, If...

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To know just where your're going

You must know where you've been

You must respect the history

The things others have seen

It's true in all things relative

Be it music, sports or life

If you don't know where you came...

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Born into a landscape,
Not quite littered with landmines, 
But the occasional hole - 
Holes that seem inescapable,
Like quicksand -
When I fall, I just keep falling.  
Where is the bottom, the nadir?
It's impossible to know.
It's...

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THE 12.12 SECS FASTEST WOMAN ALIVE

Life exudes in it's harshest of complexities:
I have built this machine with bleeding hands,
shaped her to slice the wind,
shined her as melanin with polish and sweat,
balanced her with feel in...

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1.


Material life in the Material World:

Duality in every direction:
As Heaven above is,
So, the earth below:

With every delicate, red, mysterious rose,
A proverbial, wounding thorn ...


2.


Suburban splendor:

A life of "quiet desperation";
Holy apparition, manifestation,
Suburban confession:

One fine, fine house;
Five...

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Every one of my five brothers
and I strive to create harmony.
Our lives are lived in parallel
yet at times we work alone.
Other times we play well together -
unity and coexistence is our goal.

A chord can bring...

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GIVE ME SOME TRUTH
John, was born October 9, 1940, in Liverpool
He met Paul McCartney in 1957 
John and Paul formed a close working relationship ... COME TOGETHER
Young and fearless guys with music as the common...

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In great respect of the band I grew up listening to
                       as sure...

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...A recipe for dystopia,
like old Harrison Bergeron,
equality taken too far
is a symphony of the wrong.
The communists proved this quite well,
all their power could not make it work,
mankind is not made to be equal,
attempting it drives...

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William Harrison Hardy

1823 - 1906
 

I believe a fair introduction is in order here.
Not that a handshake from me could ever take place anytime soon.
I was Captain Bill Hardy:
Proud Indian fighter!
And celebrated toll road builder!
I...

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Sound, style and attitude from pop ballads to rock
                          ...

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Home to President Woodrow Wilson
Ivy scaled Monmouth’s outer walls
Laughter of youth from decades past
Resonated in marble-floored halls

The theater building was set apart
Further down Cedar Avenue
Another spirit stalked the stage
Where college actors made debuts

A gift from...

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She woke with a gradual start in the muddle of the night,
her large bed seemed so empty that she almost took flight
in search of a new man who might stay right till the end
and not...

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Poet: Ken Jordan
Poem: Stagecoach Mary
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
written: January/2014


 Mary Fields,
(1832-1914).

born a slave,
somewhere in
Tennessee,

on the 
Dunnes
Plantation -

She  became 
the first
African American
(male or female)
to deliver 
the U. S. mail
in 
America -

She was 
a tall
 woman, 
over 6 Ft, 
and 
strong,

weighting
over
two hundred
pounds,

who 
didn't shy
 away 
from 
a brawl
or
two
if need
be -

She rolled 
cigars, 
chewed...

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With an exclusive update on criminal poets, captured and on the...

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