Long Indications Poems

Human foot-traffic is flowing along slightly faster than 2020,                          ...

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Re: viewing the emotionally prosperous papa razz zee life I did not live

The following poetic account 
written more'n a dozen 
dirty dancing decades ago, 
while I (a socially 
withdrawn Homo Sapiens) 
one indigent Yahoo 
groveled...

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Remembering the frantic little boy with strawberry blond hair who didn't say boo

Nonverbal (though he could talk)
most of his responses
happened to be witnessed
as his characteristic
and courtesy enigmatic
trademark shoulder shrug.

If born free and clear today
skilled professional...

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Ruing the emotionally prosperous papa razz zee life I did not live

The following poetic account 
written more'n a dozen dirty dancing decades ago, 
while I (a socially withdrawn Homo Sapiens) 
groveled along (on a secret...

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Off kilter

Yup
I sobered up
despite expressing regular
(unleaded and unlettered) 
urge to shtup
expunged courtesy 
system of a down
with shuga (mush)
and everything nice.

	The following crafted some time ago,
when empty nest syndrome 
pulled me psyche taut 
analogous to an...

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Where I come from 

What a democratic place to live
A place where our leaders are elected but in actuality they are really selected 
where the government by the people is not with and for the...

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Although the people, place, and time were different,
it was rather clear to me that I had seen this picture
in 1973. It was as if history was repeating itself in 1992.

The year prior had ended on...

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Great Grand Father

Two years ago I sat at our dinning room table and told a short story
To my grand children.   The story was about my father, written to
and for his six great grand...

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*My beloved Oval, I fear that my words fall short of what I am feeling in my heart.  May you accept these few lines of love  as my best effort of expressing my...

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Where once verdant rolling highlands...

Spanned into infinite vista
far as these myopic eyes can see
now yellowing Whitmanesque
leaves of grass encompass field of vision.

Nary a dark dreadnaught cloud in sight,
nor unbeknownst if/when threatening storm
looms on horizon slaking...

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Off the case! Why am I off the Red Light case?
Not that Rodney, this Shadow killer case.
I am letting homicide head that one up, It's not Vice,
Captain, when a prostitute is attacked and her pimp...

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Tough 

Your back is brittle, like time-greyed oak,
Curved like a bow,
The string constantly tight and ready.
The glare from your eyes:
Like cold steel.
The things that you do, 
Always securely perfect and correct.
Your voice strained 
Like a...

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Arduous agonizing affliction
doth unrelentingly assail...
aghast to exhale lest...lose
desperate clinging clutch
held by bloodied cracked fingernail
phantasmagoric tendrils constrict

stoppering me to whisper or wail
yawning abyss menacingly beseeches
hmm...release could immediately curtail
cumulative (lifetime's worth) travail
freefalling, pirouetting unnervingly,
unstoppably, unwaveringly... zipping

into infinite...

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He had recently turned 58, and she was only 35.                         ...

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English prides itself on being a well-spring of today’s language
like a magpie that freely picks up foreign words elsewhere
with an attempt to incorporate them into its richness of vocabulary;
a great endeavor that makes sense to...

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English prides itself on being a well-spring of today’s language
like a magpie that freely picks up foreign words elsewhere
with an attempt to incorporate them into its richness of vocabulary;
a great endeavor that makes sense to...

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Driving down the highway
In the pitch black dead of night
The hairs on the back of my neck
Indications, not all is right

A long meandering bend
In the distance reveals a glow
Has captured my curiosity
My driving runs to...

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Scars, like lace etchings, a pattern
Rippling indentations against porcelain skin,
What is that? I ask her, never quite
So humble as my heart when she pulls her arm
Away, like a secret not ready to be opened,
An ache...

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On a night like this I scratch my head and try to type
It's hard and dark and my resources are running dry
But still my fingers dance to the rhythm inside my mind
I tap my feet...

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Written: July 18, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Tom Woody 

 Walking around the edge of a massive crater that seemed to beckon her with all sorts of bizarre things, Alice—now an adult but still...

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Folks avoid that spooky place 'specially on dark and stormy nights!
Heard are eerie moans and shrieks and seen are mysterious lights!
A driftin' hoss thief by the unlikely name of One-Eyed Buck LaHore,
Was strung up on...

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It’s only ever games with you
each time we meet, more matches
and all I have to show for them
are these bandages and scratches.
Indications of the damage done
but only if you’re looking closely,
can you see just how...

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Thank you God for all that you have given me
You pulled me through, the worst 5 years of my life
But I realize for the first time, I am truly living my life
On a journey with...

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Words like vomit
 
Disgusting horrible things spewing from your mouth
 
The mouth that used to form the words
 
“I love you”
 
Oh how the times have changed..
 
As children I’m sure we were just so...

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       Fascinated with butterflies, he is charmed by these creatures' freedom-flight.  My child, secured in his wheelchair delightfully grips yellow crayon.  Along creativity challenge, he pursues artwork...

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