Long Jamborees Poems

Timmy Tom Tuck was a young fellow with charm
who one summer stayed at his grandfather's farm.
He loved to eat ice cream and Grandma's baked goods
but his favorite thing was to play in the woods

He so...

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Now that December has descended
with it's roots of ice and skies of snow
our timber fortress is a sanctuary of ethnographic enlightenment
and embassy that entreats the exchange of craftsmanship, 
lately I have been preoccupied with my...

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Give  them  clear    mountain   lakes,   	
Kid-friendly  swimming  holes,	
Rafts,  canoes,  and  sailboats;        	
Dads  and...

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IF ever I had a country : XXVII -  XXVIII

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Give them clear mountain lakes,   
And kid-friendly swimming holes,	
Rafts, rowboats, and canoes;        
Dads and sons with fishing poles.
Give them clear night skies,    ...

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Did you know the Gecko cannot blink ?
No I did not, but it sounds alluring that image
Of a focused lizard reptilian in glorious intent
From hide bound tail to protruding cheeks and jowl

So I blink, too...

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LOVE

There is a question and thought
Running in my thinking lane
It's a thought from Maggie
I know love is real it's not magic

What can you say about Bonny and Clyde
Two thieves bound in a thing called love
Will...

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“Relics and Memories”

Lone relic image of the days gone by,
Of many tears, fears, trouble and toil,
Depressions, obsessions and blessings,
Perhaps simple children and castor oil!

The joys of  the many jamborees,
The echoes of the times would...

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8/26/16

It's not always easy to hit the mark with what you'd like to orchestrate
Certain materials beginning to corrugate
Meanwhile not everything is able to correlate

How can I believe?
If it's something I haven't seen?
Across the lands and...

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I passed this way so many days 
and wondered on the by way;
who had opened, what had filled
the gap within the shed's bay.

The opening small in the wall
at once so spare and luring,
like crooked teeth...

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It isn’t the big celebrations,
Enormous dinners or huge gifts.
Parties never rouse foundations,
Jamborees or festivals.
It isn’t the life-sized creations,
Who impress kings, rulers or monarchs.

It’s the little things, a gentle expression,
When hearts meet in the deserts,
When dreamers...

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yarrow jamboree is five syllables
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Summer Jamboree

summer jubilee
 carnival spun in saffron ~
  long lemonade days

fields of sunflowers
glow like golden ocean waves ~
  summer fiesta

black-eyed susans spread
 into arid wilderness ~
  highway troubadours

drops...

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Barn’s beauty doth now seem out of place
Holding but memories of someone’s page

Lone relic image of the days gone by
Of many tears, fears, trouble and toil

Perhaps joys of many jamborees
The echoes of the times would...

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Let us go to Amusement Parks
To lay new sorrows on their feet:
With sighs show sorrows’ tiger marks
And have them make sad stories sweet…

Let us go to Amusement Parks
For more exciting ways to greet
Keep asked appointment...

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