Long Lath Poems

.Inspired From Sapper French's Diary from April 23. 1916
                         "Come On...

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Soon the sun will glow
Through the east facing blinds
I haven't worked in seven months
Yet I rise every day before him
And write a poem or two
The ceiling fan wobbles
Finches, sparrows and a cooing dove
Greet the dawn
Sweet...

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Resolution To...Too... Tooth... Thou..
(house sand zero, and own nine)

Wine hot ja... jes... justa bead devout
boo... boos...booze hound 'n
frog git (hic cup) bout...
new yea ears rez: hill loo... dang

(burp) louche huns, eh an...,
and beg... agh hen...

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The owners escaped to their cellar beneath
Safe from the storm and the damage it reeked.
Ducking from planks, wood, lath and plaster
All huddled together as they hid from disaster.

Pieces of wood -now lay broken and splintered
Last...

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Rumi Quote "Doubt is a precipice on the way to God. Blessed is he who is freed from its bonds."
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Walking toward the edge,...

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Here Lies Bob



Have you heard the sad, sad story,
Of this man in all his glory?
He said that he would never wed,
Now, too soon, he is dead.

No wife to cry, no kids either,
From this life, he...

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Let the paper be a canvas and the pen, a brush
The words fill  the mind like a young girl’s blush
Every color on the palette of the imagination
Becomes a vibrant idea of luscious creation

Open a...

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A PRIVY REMEMBERED
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Twas the night before Christmas and all thru the house
My grandpa's fast at work carving a wooden mouse
In the spirit of St. Nick he bloomed from his heart
And sang holiday cheers and Noel's  from...

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He came each day, when the sun showed noon,
Two heels in a plastic bag-
Thermos of hot tea
To have lunch and 
Read passages to the yellow birds-
Usually an hour, til they took flight.

But today the bench...

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He swam his pure mode onto the freeway,
At the crash of midnight, under a dull ray,
It's as if it's a rolling trip of a sound move,
He chased a vast owl overhead and flew away.
 
The...

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Chances and choices to grow
Chances and choices to taste
Chances and choices to blow and throw
Chances and choices to invest or waste

Same chances for Tom and John
Same chances for Mary and Martha
Same chances for June and...

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Quick-witted, untamed, and carefree.
Earth, air, fire, and water—nothing scares me.
Every species is waltzing in an epic symphony.
A maze within a five-pointed star is a mystery.

We launch into the sky in a zigzag path.
Our limbs plead...

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The Beaten Track
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The celestial mists reveal 
Something surreal
Stars with thousands of kaleidoscopic shapes that any illness can heal
Beautiful and mesmerizing to the soul they appeal

Through porcelain skies thunder will cruse
Painting the sky with wider range of hues
That...

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Because we find are selves in life we can Detriment the lath in. What we see. When we find out how we really are it is to late, But if we ask and begin to...

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Fall leaves tumble to their slipshod decay,
oozing from the crowns of tedious trees.
A mephitic scrunch with their latter sway,
as they are raked into wide whisking seas.

Coral-hued yew berries grace the yard's path,
late hollyhocks, and sunflowers...

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You got my heart beating at scouring velocity I bet 
The colors of your paint job would be Flambeau and desert sunset 

You got more juice than a Holley 650 double pump carburetor
As kind and...

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