Long Inched Poems

These 2 different versions are separated by nine years

Part 1

MUST BE SPRING

Small speckles of wild grass 
Looking like tiny green drops 
That had fallen to the earth 
Were the very first sign 

Waving in the...

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June 12th 2017 TRANSITION revisited and revised today 4/2/2021

While scrolling over outdated docs
(i.e. namely OpenOffice documents)
derrière seated upon hard backed chair,
yours truly came upon following poem
to share with anonymous readers,
whereby slight modifications 
got made to...

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She was happy to deliver the news if only to get a glimpse of Lumi.  They had 
met some years back, before he had been exiled to the northern desert.  She thought she...

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My dreams were of the dire Queen
I had allowed her reign over me, callousing my heart,
She was inside me, laughing
Having crawled in
My walls closing, as she filled my soul
We were one, yes for a time,...

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SUMMER

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It was one of the warmer summer days
Not a breeze or cloud in the sky
The humidity so high
I could almost reach out
And pluck it from the air

I watched the sunlight
Hitting the north side of my...

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We have gone to the Kruger Park, and are now back,
All roads there are paved,
But for adventure, you can drive along very doable
Sand roads, the crocodile river runs parallel to
These sand roads and if you...

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An elephant weakened by drought, had become helplessly mired down, in the deep mud of the water-hole's edge. Ironic that death was eminent from the place she sought life - giving water. Too weak to...

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As a youngster he had dreamt of moving to a potato farm in Ireland

To escape from the brown rot of German post-world war II contamination

Just another plot on the map to sufficient existence and to...

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He was a leprechaun who wore a silly shamrock hat
He incessantly counted golden coins by day, as he lazily sat
For a tiny fellow his belly had grown dangerously fat
He paid no mind, " Can you...

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Note: If you haven’t please check out part 1 and 2 
before reading this. It will make more sense that way Thanks.

"May I?" she asked motioning to my dog-eared notepad as a child might
asking for...

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The bespectacled old man
Adjusted his spectacles and his hearing aids,
Positioned his walking stick
Then,
Inched forward as the caravan stuttered
And,
Birthed at Aqua Caliente Station

Unable to make out
The train number and destination,
He turned to me
And asked in a...

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"May I?" she asked motioning to my dog-eared notepad as a child might
asking for a cookie expecting to be told it would spoil her dinner
I took another swallow, my hand instinctively moved to the book...

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~

Awash on the horizon midst a pristine April day,
a caterpillar inched his way along
Wondering what waited as he slowly made his way,
whistling a happy springtime song

He found a stately sycamore was standing in his path,
its...

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There is a story ‘bout Casey, that is but incomplete
It tells of simple ball and bat and Mighty’s ignoble feat
There we learned of failure and the storied Mudville name
Here we’ll learn what happened in the...

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Like a vine slowly stretching as it grows, my fingers inched across the sticky wet 
soil. Every ounce of strength was required to bend my elbow so my hand could 
come close enough to help...

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Adventures With James My Grandson 

by Joan Donnelly 1995

 He doesn't walk but runs to his subject on interest,
 and upon arrival, leaps into the air.
 With bended knees and flattened feet he lands like...

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I remember one night last winter when we thought it was snow falling, but we were wrong. It was ice.

We went out that night and stayed out too late -- unusual for folks our age....

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… scattered jazz,
haunted gnarls of
octupi-night staggering
between semen-splinters of stars
pain-fornicating in
my collective gutter, my disheveled
cells oozing your
black and
softer gold
burning silence
in a heathen writhe between my ears
dancing on the cusp: my dead-zone ecstasy
defiling
corrupting and
seduction-raping the
industry of numbness,
toilet-scream...

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During a session when I was young,
My therapist asked about sexual assualt.
Me being young and unaware of the event,
I replied quickly and confidentely with a no.
"Well... actually, yes." said my mother in a final tone.
I...

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she listened to his whisper


he was so chipper
she listened to his whisper
their desires finally met
she only wanted to dip her feet wet
it was just so right
for that first night
just only her feet
getting royaly treated
he wasn't...

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October 30th, 1863 

Halloween eve, before the clock turned the day- almost midnight. 
The moon just right, full, and nearly hidden behind a thin layer of dark grey cloud. A perfect day for a walk...

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I didn’t mean to invade her privacy,
I was simply taking the trash out late that night;
I never noticed how from the back of the house
You could see right into her bedroom when she turned on...

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La Isla del Encanto
			   (El Poema del Linda)

There was no Elizabethan
Changing of eyes
On the Isle of Enchantment;
No sudden moment of charm or bewilderment.
Rather, came a delicate awakening
Like soft dawn rising over groves
Redolent of...

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Could be any day now,
waiting for that last breath and a peek,
an opening, of glazed orbs once blue.
Wanting him to stay forever
even though his body laughs at me.
Each consuming cell eager for his parts;
each consuming...

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~~~~~~~^^^^^~~~~~~


        Way back in year 1997 -
When curiosity seeks for answers
      When everything seems like a GAME
  When our BACKYARD be my...

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