Long Jackets Poems

Special Agent Alan King arrived in his Buick dragging my husband to Foss park for his failed lie detector test where I wore wires pregnant for the FBI my husband was scared to death after...

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I got up this morning in a good mood 
searching for solitude in the distant skies
And watching the clouds rolling by
I stopped and listened to the sounds around me
While contemplating my sacred destiny
Barking dogs and...

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Upon approaching advent of an early spring 2024
(alternately titled  GENESIS RESPLENDENT)

No matter the calendrical/official onset of vernal equinox takes places Tuesday, Mar 19, 2024 and transpires until Thursday, Jun 20, 2024, an intimation sensed...

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Translation of Mathieu POKORA’s « Je suis tombé, tombé, tombé » by T Wignesan

(NOTE : I just thought I’d translate the lyrics (see the French original herebelow) of this lilting catchy tune not just because...

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It was a cool, overcast and windy Sunday afternoon in March 2014. We were about 50 miles from Paris, at my Grandmère’s (grandmother’s) farm. She lives in Paris, but she owns a Château and surrounding...

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I am a right-brain prominent writer
which must not be confused with
a prominent left-brain writer,
which I am almost decidedly not
nor would I aspire
toward such all or nothing thinking
and not at all both/and feeling.

Like most writers,
I feel...

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In the deep spiked pine forests

On a walk you forgot you took

Snow up your knees

Twenty feet away

An enormous old house

Not abandoned, smoke from the chimney

Large windows, dark wood walls

A forest castle here for you 

To explore...

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Spawned from the loins that 
Perpetuated the loyal serfs mongrel
Seed:-
These peoples of a conditioned and
"Resigned-To-it-all" breed.
Born into the enveloping tedium
Of interlocking days...Interwoven
With interlocking days -
Victims of stark circumstance
And vague promises unmade.
Gregariously living out their lives
When...

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A psalm to solemnize pure tin forefathers/mothers...

Who didst unknowingly, unquestionably, 
and unwittingly script vitality
and the prologue to Thanksgiving,
(which theme poem initially written)
about three hundred and ninety seven years, 
and nine months after February third 1621,
yet...

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Pied tidings of suburbian 
Magpies,
Squawking and squabbling,
Quarreling ferociously among 
Themselves - 
Rush to steal
From off the beleaguered bird 
tables,
To the annoyance of all concerned,
A much begrudged meal;
Before scurrying away into 
Unfrequented woodlands,
Marooned like islands in...

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They are conflicted haunted images from black and white photos of America 1933, when there was no place left to run. 

It was the hunger of people lined up, scraps of food ladled out, the...

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I'd finished work early so I went, to pick the kids up from school
I thought this time tomorrow, we'll all be bathing in the pool
We were travelling tonight on a family vacation to Spain
I put...

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When I was a lad
And still wet behind the ears
Things often puzzled me
And was too young to understand
Like the saying the Birds 
And the Bees

I thought in my little tiny mind
Do they mean bees wear...

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I woke up suddenly with a burning sensation in my back
It felt as though my whole body was on fire and literally I was sweating all over. I took off the covers to appease my...

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WE ARE CANADIAN, EH?

We came across the Bering Strait twelve thousand years ago. 
We didn't linger long up there – 'twas 99 below!
We wandered south while looking for a Timmy's 'round each bend,
Just something in...

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Unquotable quotes: Fashion modeling with an eye on footballers – XXVII

Isn’t “haute couture” like “cordon bleu cuisine”? Both equally edible? You still have to pull the shrimp scales apart to get at the meat.

What do...

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I woke with blood in my mouth
and no memory
of the scab that sealed the rasure.

I’m cat-spitting
dog-growling
peregrine-divebombing
rooster-flogging
badger-flipping
hornet-stinging
wolverine-ripping mad.

I fired the sun for showing up late
cursed the fridge light until
yogurt soured in terror.

God called
I let it ring...

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I woke up this morning with a wonderful feeling 
I felt like singing and dancing but soon after I felt my heart bleeding
I didn't realized how things were until I met him on the floor
Everything...

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The Columbia is a smooth beast that has introduced us to a semi tropic clime
that produces a bewildering humidity even for November
and a panoply of tree types that canopy the mossy turfs
from a sky that...

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Part 1

One summer in our youth group was a boy
I met.  How I would love to understand
if what he’d felt was equal to the joy
that bloomed in me when he caressed my hand.

His elfin...

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If I call you, would you come and join me in the sun? If I call you, would you say that the day is done? I see you running all over the place with boots...

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"AOC"

AOC, AOC,sitting on limbs of a dead
green tree,
Shooting innocent cows so merrily!
They must go, this socialist screams!
Deaf to God's creatures painful moos 
and cries,
As their carcasses pile up to the skies.
And their sanguine blood soaking God's 
earth,...

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1. Winter

A peaceful realm, time itself almost frozen
	We play mind games indoors,
		Our joy more in fellowship than fresh air,
	Rubbing one moment against another,
		The friction creating warmth in our hearts.
Yesterday's fireplace ashes, wires to roast marshmallows,
	Always...

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I see them, everyday,
the hipsters and the fags
in their fancy jackets,
flipping their feminine hands,
nails just cut and short.

I hear them, everyday,
the young girls getting raped 
in the night,
and you cover your ears, 'cause it's none
of...

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