Long Jogs Poems

She looked at him concerned
"Oh my God, we forgot the buns!"
A barbeque happening
Guests arriving
Coals flaming
Food prepared
But nothing to put burgers on
For their housewarming

Hasty instructions and some cash
From his Lover and her roomies
Then he starts to...

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The scenery was magnificent, and the morning was slightly hot,
Our land cruiser was windowless, and sitting in a lovely spot.

The giraffes were splendid, and much bigger than I'd expected,
One could hardly gaze at the vast...

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Spring: Beginning, the practice run, 
      Hello, hallowed ..., Aubade;
Cringe reflections and spare the fun,
     hues, tints, oh yes, and shade,   
  ...

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The rise of the moon charges the air and calls out to the undead. My eyes open to 
see only darkness in my resting place.

I stir slowly as the desire of hunger courses through my...

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A genuine hero isn't one that's flawless     
Arguably not the one garmented with 
Absolute forfeits but one who is purely 
Accountable in securing relationships 
Amiably without trade of another life.

Fantastically feeding...

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Whenever I am passing by a stadium and
I hear, “Goal!” I think Red For I am a Fan
Of Manchester United.
The sound of a Gunshot tells me that
 Someone might have been shot and the Splatter...

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Lee and I work for the same company. I've been here for ten years; Lee, for only a year. Her spot has been occupied by nine other young women in the past decade. They just...

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The fog rolls in surrounding me,
My hand before me, I barely see.
A heaviness as moisture clings to the air,
Ghost like shadows from trees that are bare.

I walk forward I don’t want to look back,
I grab...

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Yours truly jogs his memory to write
about witnessing bats appearing at twilight
swooping mammals (in search of prey) quite
silently whooshing thru the dusky night
flitting to and fro, hither and yon
across the darkening sky
analogous to erratic zigzag...

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As I walk through the misty rain drenched woods 
I hear the whispers of my ancestors drifting through the trees

I have past here time and again, physically and mentally
The ghosts of deer and many rabbits...

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CHEERS!
      
        Jolly jubilant Jack Frost jogs on snow
        Wonder of winter shows snow in white...

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Generally dreads the kitchen:
The incalculable losses it occasions one’s image.
Often with fried, oily chicken:
A company that doesn’t anything damage!
For all early morning jogs promptly ready!
Its healthy rejuvenation of a woman’s waist!
Has resolved not to be...

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Syncopation

Having just sent out a batch of new music based on middle kingdom Egyptian vocals I begin to wonder if it is 
not ego trying to triumph over my sister-in-law's annual tomes delivered each Christmas...

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…the flecks of mud that paint their faces
like splashes from nature’s easel,
whilst blades of grass and twisted root tangle and
turn into laces green, to tie around feet and ankle;

these hill shaped blues that pound and...

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Music jogs my memories, sonnets sock their toes,
where parts are missing holes are filled with frilled and fancy flows.
Sometimes sadness lurks where repetition works,
and overplaying certain songs will draw out nasty smirks,
not smiles that represent...

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As life's energy swirls all around,
  Peace settles in my breast,
Sitting quiet and still,
  as turtles splash in and out of the water
    nearby,
And a playful otter giggles,
  waiting...

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My trampy old DC's, a wonderful shoe
They stayed on my foot since I bought them brand new
No matter how smelly, or sandy, or wet
They were the best 'man-shoe' a female could get
You wear them for...

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His plaid blue sweater she held tight every time he was gone

His smell always waited for her as if he had stayed instead of leaving

She could practically feel his fingers caressing her hair

As he kisses...

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You Know Who You Are.
I read you the truth and you backed away
Your rose-tinted glasses went back to the day
They edged out, all that pain and hurt
Made you feel better, dredged up no dirt

You read...

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Summer is one of those things.
When it’s gone, it’s like losing a wedding ring.
Searching under the bed.
But all I get is ghosts instead.
We don’t have to hibernate.
I remember all the ice cream we ate.
All the...

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JACK FROST

            Jolly jubilant Jack Frost jogs and jumps on frost 
            Able...

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JACK FROST

Jolly jocund jubilant Jack Frost joyfully jogs on snow
Ambassador of winter casts snow fall with white glow
Crisps and crystals of thin snowflakes fly away out of grip
Knife of ice, sword of snow hit frozen...

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The walkers ... aimless and ambling,
stagger, strut and stumble toward
their solitary scenarios.
An occasional erect form jogs
the stomping sound of feet submerged
in the staccato hum > the rapid fire buzz
the blaring horns of traffic.

The colors of...

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How can you stop time?
The precious moments past and passing.
The wreathed faces of so many friends.
Snap shots, jogs to the imminent fog of age.

Can you stop time? Should you try,
so many pictures so little eye.
Will...

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The sliding sun pigments the ether vermilion
His unvarying routine drives him toil worn.
Accomplishing his chore and jogs down wearily
At twilight, goes down the horizon slowly.
Brilliant and flaming glints become faded
And the colossal wings of the...

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