Long Honks Poems

Notes: I am putting the notes upfront, suicide is no laughing matter, however, anything that makes it something that can be discussed I think is a good thing. Humor really is an aid to many...

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LUCKY KID'S DOGS

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LUCKY KID'S DOGS

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Walking the path each day
introverted thoughts in 
cased in my skull
a boneyard of ebbing 
memories and thought-processes 
back slightly hunched over 
eyes to the ground 
seeing earth, stone 
cracks, grass, flowers 
bird droppings, dog's as...

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Day or night all the same
Clock ticks to put hour its name
Steps i take are all counted
From bed to balcony no railing mounted
I breath air to recognize the season
And pray god to gift me the...

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Toy collector:

He holds the bear gently in his old wrinkled hands as he gazes into its kind beaded eyes. The toy collector sees love lined in its double stitches and his childhood in the busted...

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The restless night had ended
abruptly. Caught between dreams and
consciousness, the town was arching towards
the sprinkled light of dawn. A perpetual regularity 
reigned over the dusty path that led wayfarers and commuters    ...

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The trouble with idiot lights,
You see, it’s a problem
That goes, perhaps,
Farther than me.

There's abundant ignorance
That floats in the bog
In a kingdom where machines
Can measure breath’s grog.

More than vast numbers
Aggregating in crime,
There's a feeling that
What is...

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JUXTAPOSED AWARENESS

On and within the fullness 
of this beautiful sunshine day,
I peacefully sit here pondering 
the present chaos of the world.

How awe confusing…it all is–
outside, flowers are blooming,
birds and butterflies are soaring,
and the quiet wind...

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What is that roaring, throwing dust                             ...

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You wore a green shirt, 
as I remember. 
It was bright and lit up your eyes.
Your smile scrunched, your eyes narrowed
sweetly, like you knew what you were doing.
You sat to my left, I was scared,...

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She says she tries to be both tender
and challenging with herself,
to fall less,
to dance more,
to help others fail less
and athletically prance more.

As she drives past the library,
closed for Sunday liturgy,
she sees the Seventh Day Adventists
on...

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Silently bathed in avocado,          
you soaked in the fragrance of a blanket
At midday, crunched your teeth   
into something sweet and yellow,
no flower still no...

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White picket fence in the rear view
Coordinates in the GPS
He honks as he leaves the driveway
For a three day trip to the west

They call it the white line fever
And it's addictive as crack cocaine
The need...

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In a humble hamlet, not so grim or glum, 
Lived a goose named Lucy, quite the funny one. 
With feathers fluffed and waddle wide, she'd roam about, 
Her honks and hijinks would make the townsfolk...

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Polar theology
Cold-hearted hate-based belief
Frigid permafrost principles of sub-zero greed
Rigid igloo authority
Ice fortress border policy
Snow mountain wall ain’t color passage easy

Refrigerator thought orthodoxy:
Sunflower faces were born to spit shine eternally
Void shoe box coffin space ... crypt...

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MEA CULPA


If it is dirty, yours truly.
A child is crying, what did I do?
A cloud blocks the sun, must be my attitude.

A word said unkindly.
They must have learned from me.
For I am as unrespectful as...

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RHAPSODY OF THE NIGHT
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Darkness she dawns her costume preparing for her play.
The stars gleam and glitter on the blue stage.
Moon shines, she's happy to play the part of spot light.
Clouds like light boys gather and...

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How can it be that autumn so soon again is stealthily approaching,
With its pleasing sounds, scents and varied hues steadily encroaching!
The bouquets of summer have faded and their petals they have shed,
Now, the maple and...

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Oh, My Dear homeland,
I yearn to reunite with you,
Not for your love alone,
But to tread the weathered path, winding beneath my village,
Laid with stones and scattered remnants of time,
In moments of disarray and wandering,
It unfailingly...

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"Radio"
Snippets of classic jingles ring diabolically in our brain
Converging good tunes for bad products
Their repetitive nature send shoots rattling and ringing
Over and over again, gee, have a little music with you commercials!

Morning shows ruled by...

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Shards of distress pierce me
when probing memories for
     purpose in mournful
deeds; stingy cords dangle
from teetering curtain rods,
     begging me to pull.

Macaroni starch drips into the
sink in slow drips, marching
     along with pattering
pings in the tin basin, making
my yellow...

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From the lofty snowcapped peaks
of Kilimanjaro
The morning mist envelopes its verdant foothills in a tight embrace,
No need to hurry, this is not a race,
Beads of sunlight dancing across the glistening dew.

As the plains of Amboseli...

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Gray shrouds cover my way
sets the tone for the day.
Our silent sun sends
rays running round corners
slowly beams burn off -
melting morning misty mind.

As I tread these stone slabs
rapt in wonder of this awe,
great stone bones...

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Some drivers really make me want to scream.
I’ll do some little thing that they don’t like.
They honk or give the finger. It’s so mean.
I’d like to yell at them to take a hike.

Of course I...

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