Long Jensen Poems

This is based on a true story -


The wind was soft and swishy as the sun was drifting down, 
As most the town were mingling at the annual county fair,
When loud across the speakers by...

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[A cuppa with mademoiselle Fana Tesfagiorgis] 

I had just driven my ageless self into the Kaufmanns’ 1936–1939 
Frank Lloyd Wright-constructed Pennsylvania getaway:Falling Water Mansion– 
In a 1959 Harley Earl, Cadillac Eldorado Convertible, and in the...

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I long have been a trail-runner,
and my name is Art Constantine,
sprinting peaks is a thigh-burner,
just as tiring as it seems,
I started this at seventeen.

Most people thought that I was nuts,
I suppose I can’t say they’re...

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Elias Kerwin was born to a woman
that people in the town didn’t care for,
way out in the old Dakota frontier,
she’d been nothing more than a common whore.

Until she took up with John ‘Killer’ Kerwin,
suspected of...

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...He spotted Jones, and three other rough men,
digging at the ground beneath a large spruce.
Jones was grousing, “I know it’s buried somewhere,
if if it’s not here, I’ll beat it out of that youth!”

It was them...

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Waiting to hear how things went when a loved one has had critical surgery can be quite traumatic - we've been through it too often... 


It represented destiny.  To answer meant to know what...

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Just the other morning I was working in my den, wrestling with a piece I’d written 2, 3 weeks before, 
When nephew, David Jensen - who had stayed with us that night - and was...

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Lost and Found 

Be quiet quiet quiet
Yes quiet as a mouse
It's nobody else's business
What goes on inside our house
We like our big  little secrets
All disguised in pretty bows
These things are just between us
It is...

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It was a year of revolutions
Worldwide, quiet little fights
Wanting more from democracy?
Fighting for Civil Rights.?
From Hull three trawlers sank
February, fifty eight lives lost,
Adding to that 10 thousand
Deep sea fishing would finally cost.

They called them Headscarf...

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Groggy, in need I arise,
Not bothering to wipe the sleep from my eyes,
Another sleepless night 
as my legs wiggle, and torture me from the inside.

What remedy this time will I try?
I'm not certain, 
it seems...

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This horrible disease that’s attacking my body
In the end, will lose, no matter how hard it tries.
With your help, I won’t let it get the best of me.
I hope that these thoughts of mine help...

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What Images We Recall?

What images we recall, 
As cannons fire, release their smoke?
Mud drenched battlefields abroad
Rat infested 
Trenches full of comrades bodies
That offer warmth while they die
Implore us to continue the fight 
“Win the war,...

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Looking at my life thro' an open window.
The pain in my eyes for all to see
Behind me is darkness; In front redemption.
My thoughts are hushed in the breeze,
My tears dried and complete.
Evidence of my trivia,...

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