Long Leland Poems

Preface

My name is Verlena Sexton.
I am in my forties.
I have three eccentrics – Oland. Emily, and Tony. 
My adult children are my knowledge base in the world of iniquity. 
I continue to face what I...

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(I said, "Linda, you really have stepped out!")

You told her she has to wear her clothes sometimes.
She was standing by her car.
As you sat in front of Dunkin’s Grocery, you eyed her with a smile.
She...

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They were deceive by their city government.

They were people that were burden by the struggles of the universe.  [Image]

Why?

No one knew.

It just was their way of life.

They farmed and industry was that of invention.

They...

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JUST SOULS

I use to walk down the Cafe Street.
The place of my reminiscence is in the South.
The jooking was heard throughout this section of town.
Leland, Mississippi is so quiet now.

Walking through Uptown finds peace from...

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Through clouds and fog visions of Leland Cyrpus turning brown~dying
Too dry or just the fungi to which they are suseptible?

One by one death slowly overtakes them

Their usefulness still needed; their time here still important but...

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Nip in the air speaks loudly
Seek a warmer place in the sun
Sun slowly speaks with a southern drawl
Her lavender dress creeping behind 
Trailing a beautiful skirt on morn's horizon
Max, Maximilian Sunflower almost outsparkles the early...

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Dawn revealed a radiance
                 From the fallen snow of yesterday
         ...

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In the state of Iowa girls basketball is the biggest sport.
Bigger than golf, football, baseball or any other that you’d sort.
We are basketball players before we settle down, an Amazon wife said.
And sometimes a player...

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