Long Lifebuoy Poems

Does my head in the guillotine promptly paint me guilty?
My last meal, a full plate of your golden excuses 
But any attention means so much to me 
We’re going in circles, 
But feel free to...

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One day, Brad felt overwhelmingly sad
The next day Brad was raging mad
Following this day, Brad was feeling glad
This was the best day that Brad had had

One day, Suzy had been crying all day long
The next...

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'The storms are raging on the rollin' sea, and on the highway of regret'


It was surfers' paradise weather but he had only captured a dinghy

Made from lost dreams and drift wood collected in seasons of...

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Just down the gravel road a piece is an old-time country store.
On its saggin' shelves are things you won't find much anymore.
Ladies in bright calico barter with Mr. Draper their eggs and butter,
As they visit...

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When time flies, feelings of euphoria,
spur jaw-dropping habitus within,
vision of nirvana on groundswell earth,
chirping bird amber tone on hedgerow,
cacophony that piercing aural backdrop,
riotry of wild bewitching warble,
golden fronted leaf, black nape oriole, 
northern red bishop,
snapshot...

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for far too long now

he had bottled up his emotions

stuck reason to his wavelength

and built an intricate structure 

in the glass bottle of his mind


a real showpiece emerged

crafted by a master sail maker

a museum piece...

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I was musin' yesterday about things I cherished as a boy.
Simple things, yet in my parochial world, things that brought me joy.
Anything from apples to Zweiback and so much more,
Could then be found down the...

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In my youth I was completely engrossed,
By poetry along the byways nailed to a post!
It wasn't composed by John Greenleaf Whittier;
No, the authors were much more wittier!
I speak of Burma Shave signs once all the...

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A poem is a conduit, 
Like a cable or a wire. 
It just provides a pathway 
To communicate, inspire.
 
A way to share our inner self
Our psyche or our soul
Those feelings that we can’t express
Given...

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A view of the fifties

lifebuoy, A soap a remember well on ships 
there was no other soap it had a strong masculine scent
for those who didn't use Floyd aftershave.
We seamen were a clean race always...

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When twist-and-turns, like narrow mount-roads, I face,
When deaths of kith, like winds in fall, bring disgrace;  
When my cries, like waves of oceans, surge endless,
I laugh, serving the orphan and the friendless...!

Wealth gone, poverty...

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WINTER PUDDLES

Heck; all these winter puddles that, I so need to miss
I am wearing waist high waders; to avoid the wet risk

As those puddles are so very deceptive in their depth
Worse; as some really have...

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In the light of autumn skies,
one might sense this blind turbulent endeavour,
raptures veering like some wanton thunderstorm,
behind dark moon frost allure,
amber leaf vortex among bemused grey clouds,
gust-ridden disco blue hue,
tumbling high jinx from skyline moist...

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I have loved the best
In my tenure as a blue-eyed boy
Injecting zeal and zest in my quest.

I have bestowed care in my romance to attest
To the enduring power of joint joy
I have loved the best.

I...

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A  confession 

I was a young 15 year old and I had had a few concordes , cheap white wine .
Whilst I was walking home back to the house on the hill over looking...

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Strive not for strife
But confront conflict on all fronts
When it strides past your ride
Dispense with all disputes
Spare not your fangs
When fear rears its ugly head:
When it rains; have a free cold bath
If sun shines, dry...

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Strive not for strife
But confront conflict on all fronts
When it strides past your ride
Dispense with all disputes
Spare not your fangs
When fear rears its ugly head: 
When it rains; have a free cold bath
If sun shines,...

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RETURN TO NEIGHBORHOOD II

There were sidewalks
The way to everywhere!
Tread of resoled shoes
Step-over cracks
Upward slabs    mountain making
Skated-on
Spat upon

There were personalities
Runny skin to lifebuoy
Screaming!
Laughing
And then    the flow
When sun   ...

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