Long Jailbird Poems

(Chant)
Lord can I get a break, Lord can I get a break
I’m not really happy here, I’m not really happy
Take a look into my eyes, Take a look into my eyes
You’ll see pain with no...

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You locked yourself inside a hole
And you threw away the
Key
You got so lost in the bottle that you 
Forgot just how to breathe
You're waiting for some saving grace
So you can fight off all your
Demons
But someday...

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Written: September 09, 2023
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In the abyss of night, I'm held captive tight.
Addiction to idioms fuels my Phoebus fight.
I abide, vouching sporadically to escape,
From the clutches of zeal, I can't reshape.

But my quill rebels; it won't...

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You can call us all, including our dog, your hero men   
So when you need help quickly call 9/11   
Rescue we try and save you we hope, from Gods sun filled...

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A NEW COUNTRY SONG




I was ravaged today
by

three country songs 
on the truck radio 
each moaning the lyrics  
". . daddy's pickup truck"
and "the Georgia mud"
while whining that
"she was leavin' me!".

(God! What woman
would not leave...

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Fool me once, shame on you;
     fool me twice, shame on me.

                   ...

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COUNTRY MUSIC

I was ravaged today
by

three consecutive country songs 
on the radio while driving
each moaning the lyrics  
". . daddy's pickup truck"
and "the Georgia mud"
while whining that
"she was leavin' me!".

God what woman
would not leave if...

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Staring down the dark empty halls of loneliness
Left devastated, vulnerable and absolutely helpless
Will we ever walk out into the light to find happiness
My intuition feeds my terrifying pain and agony
Don’t mistake these words for please...

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Desperado..
Searching for my fate
Lost and traveling
Trying to redeem my reckless ways

I'm kicking up the dust
On this dusty ol' back road
Searching, seeking
To redeem my outlawed soul

At a lonely crossroad
Fleeing from my broken past
It's a lasso around...

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I'm in love with a jailbird, whether he committed the crime or not. 
I hope that he realizes and never forgets that I really love him a lot. 

If he were truly my man and...

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One day I'll drive there.
On the way
I'll tell my wife about the Modoc woman,
who lived outside the city
above a sea lion rookery.

She taught me a Klamath-Modoc prayer:

“I want you animals to know, Open your eyes.
A...

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One day I'll drive there.
On the way
I'll tell my wife about the Modoc woman,
who lived outside the city,
above a sea lion rookery.

She taught me a Klamath-Modoc prayer:

“I want you animals to know, open your eyes,
a...

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I clipped your wings,a mortal sin
because I feared that you would flee.
I was desparately afraid that if you left,
you would never again return to me.

I kept you surrounded day and night
by my cage of jealousy...

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Fierce Arctic blasts were but things of my past
Once I found romance in the south of France.
How could she entrance with one simple glance?
My lonely love fast was over at last.

No longer alone with wine...

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A Jailbird Cry”
Have you ever heard a jailbird cry
Its outer body is alive but its inner soul has died In several attempts it try to resuscitate its life
It tries and tries
But its heartbeat is faint...

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It used to be fun when I was a kid;
I wanted to do what the others did.
The children would go from door-to-door,
And soon there'll be something waiting in store.
They're in costumes saying, "Trick or treat!"
And...

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I paused me on the unstable deck of inquisitiveness
Jailbird the mind is but seized in the remorseful cell
To be learned thyself I bought the grace of flower
It sold me in the furnished market of hatred...

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When I get to the Redwoods,
I’ll look for her clapboard home
above a sea-lion rookery.
I will seek out
her twelve-year-old Ford truck,
her briny patch of hand-reared garden,
her small surf-riding boat.

She’s native,
she taught me a Klamath-Modoc hunting prayer:

“I...

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She sits by the window for her morning crossword
Coffee cup in hand struggling to find a buzzword
The fresh air carries melodies so pleasantly heard
Yet still she feels somewhat like a jailbird
Is there anything more absurd

Streaking...

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What is life, if you got no hope?
It can turn you to drink and also to dope.
I have seen a lot in my short life.
I know all about trouble and i know about strife.
When you’re...

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DREAMSCAPE


jailbird l l l l  bars l l l l l horizontal
free
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flying
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stairs

angel fish                    escape

t ...

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Poverty 

This ailment clips my bare soul 
My malady hides my ample sight
Penury loads my cognition. Watery hole 
Shift not far my destination, yet too blight 

It is corral, harvesting my living carcass 
I don't...

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