Long Jutted Poems

The pencil now resting the image was 'testing' for the creature before him, (his badly-drawn drawin') had come out 'not right' somewhat twisted and tight.

The picture in question, it burst with suggestion, for lines that...

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Lumi smiled and reached out to grab his shoulder.  They passed over the ridge where, as Joulupukki had said, a small hamlet clung to the side of the mountain about equal distance to the...

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Long long ago in a lonely lovely hill
When earth was young, handsome and green
Besides the meadow near the curly winding flow
There stood a tree proudly high and spry.

Swaying and dancing in wheezy pleasy breeze
Never was...

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It was three in the morning and I had to get dressed
The radio had crackled out, another SOS
The fire flickered slowly, it was to cold to gain heat
So I pulled on my old boots and...

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O! Frankenstein you were lost for a century
 Nobody could tell wherever you have been,
 But you are here now, a stranger to paradise,
 Loneliness has become your friend 
 Your other name is Friday,...

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HAIL THE KING OF NAPOLI (1)
 
The Chronicles of the old king, Diego.
An epitaph of his statue reads: "When I go,
I go away from you then this badge
loses honour and beats dead with no urge"
Like...

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Once, 
About ten minutes ago in the year 
2006 or 
2549, depending upon which avatar or
 Messiah is consulted, I  
 Tumbled out of my bed to the 
Untranslatable 
Predawn
 Cackle of 
Frantic voices
Descending.
...

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We danced in the rain
fleeing under our zincked roof only when the thunder roared
like we stepped on its  tail
as the soles of our feet pattered on the earth
Mother would make supper
calling out to me,...

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Perhaps the stifled conversation, the contact Of Bodies

Or the Building and Spitting and Swearing

The Light, the graze of many Nameless finger-tips

Or the tenderness, which in the end, Deciphered Nothing.

The words addressed and loved by Someone,

But...

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She sits on her crooked stool
flowers on her summer dress
seated so delightfully poised
her brush is sweeping elegantly
over the stretched canvas
as I lean on this tree
and revere her.

What does she paint? The light
of the sun dancing...

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It was the way he stuffed his hand
Down the front pocket of his slacks
As if he were standing in a movie lobby
Waiting for friends
Nonchalant

Wanting to watch you watch him
With an unbreakable stare
And almost a grin

His...

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The fingers all pointed at the accuser, ME

I was charged with betrayal, for standing on an unwavering foundation of strength

My pillars of strength had no virtue or stadium to entertain and withstand the onslaught that...

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Spring necked victim 
                  Will be decked again
          ...

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6/27/22

Instead of what of them
Shout out to my cousins
Damn look what the cat drug in
People often buggin'
Another useless discussion
They say it all comes a dime a dozen
Endlessly fussin'
Fighting over an english muffin
Usually from one being...

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Here below the point where, losing his footing,
he’d tumbled down into the cavity 
of what appeared to be a giant cleft
left in the side of this ancient cliff,
He lay, an anomaly
sharing space with two large...

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Where Is?


I read in poems and stories 
Where is bliss
Answer found in school class and in friends
Requires to speak with 

A maturity of belief 
And a source of love to each
Dramatically I rode towards age...

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I woke to you exploring my coastline
finger tracing every hidden, jutted stone
weathered wood
and whipping titanium grass

 
Your muffled voice in the dark
filling up the creaking tide pools
in india ink
careless and velvet

 
I find I can...

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His ribs jutted out,
His body was gaunt.
A living skeleton,
A sight that would haunt.

He drank from muddy waters,
And ate the dirt of the street.
He walked on cracked hooves,
His body was cold, without heat.

He came to a...

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Let me try, spoon-feed me nor ever teach,
My big mouth said, help me reach to my bridge 
Like olden-day gurus who would not preach, 
Help me smooth out if you find a rough ridge 
That...

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The morning sky drips of
spiraling particles of shattered
spinning, roaming tears
dew drips from the eyes of
the Gypsy clouds in the 
skies.

Harmonic sighs weave the
song of centuries told
of the travelers of the sky.
Trellis of puffed swirly
cotton candy...

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NEW   YEAR'S   RESOLUTIONS


Hot air balloons – that’s resolutions
Large and attractive, impressive to begin
You rise with upturned gaze and jutted chin
And filled with hopeful expectations
      
They can...

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Uncouth and hideous,
the large yellow denture,
that jutted out like poles,
those undulating  skin folds,
that scarred the face,
those slanted muddied eyes,
those swollen colorless lips,
and haywire hairs that stood like a demon crown,
everyone saw this guy and...

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I flew over Bryce Canyon my wings fully spread in a gentle glide 
as I marveled at the view below. It wasn't the first time but it always 
felt like it. I flapped my wings...

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Today we were meeting at a restaurant to celebrate me.
Being SEVENTY! I chose the restaurant – six miles from my house.
I was the first one there because they had to drive thirty minutes. 
I had...

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You knew I was coming for you, little one. 
You knew it the second a voice echoed from the static.
Come, little one, come into the rainbow light.
You were wise to stay away. 
But with you,...

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