Long Locals Poems

Each of the new deer adjusted quickly to the pace of the ones they had been paired with, and the sleigh tracked smooth and true.  The effects of the extra four deer were easily...

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Here's the scoop, friends...like a bunch of my pieces now posted - and coming soon - this is, as indicated, the 1st HALF of this fairly lengthy poem. The 2nd half had to be posted...

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He awoke to the sound of lightly crunching ice.  As he opened his eyes the boy stood looking at him, then with one fluid motion he stepped forward and stretched out his hand, 
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Isadore LeMaster was a kind and friendly person, who never spoke in haste or told a lie.
The finest vet that Oxford ever had - the guy was special - and if you’ve got the time…I’ll...

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On the plane I meditated or at least I tried to.  Most of the time I get a seat to myself.  These days it’s just a ****ing Greyhound in the sky.  I...

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Back in 1962 when I was just a lad
my dad gave me a holiday
the best I ever had.
A holiday of every dream
that one lifetime could hold
so listen while this wondrous time 
to you I now...

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FINAL EPISODE OF PURE FANTASY
Hello Bad Boys!

The starry, twilight zone high above, this night
With it’s shooting stars, and the moon, so bright,
Looked heavenly, even Venus, was in sight,
It was clear, could see far and beyond
Across...

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For years I was an aspiring singer, performing in trendy nightspots,
And I sang my heart out each evening, in all of the local hotspots.

Among the enthusiastic locals, at long last I'd made myself a name,
As...

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This little light of mine
I'm gonna let it shine

Wide and longing
for committed dialogue
not surrounded
by elitist debate,

Win/lose games,
Zero-sum asinine assumptions
requiring ego-infested shadows

Resisting win/win opportunities
of healthy
democratic dialogue

Between constituencies,
residents sufficiently humble
to become students together
and unschooled 
unprofessional parents
and not...

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Long ago, a long layover in Tokyo persuaded 
my flying partner and I to venture out to
visit Disneylando, as the locals called it.
We started out early in the fog about 8 a.m.
We had our map...

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Life for a child at this seaside Village, wild and free
A band of misfits come together, boys and girls
They Gathered overlooking the village, a day of adventures waited
Through grassland over boulders, passing fisherman’s cottages
Clothing colours...

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Deep in a silva of the Emerald Isle there hides a peculiar coppice,
Shaped in a spiral labyrinth which is seen only on the summer solstice. 

As the sun rises to its highest of tides and...

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(The memories are simple, living the feeling significant)

After conquering Beamsley Beacon due Southwest,
Rombald’s moor stood, while for centuries
within the valley the minute dwellings
of grey stone, brick and muck.
Main waterway, depending on era
town or sailor beck,...

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A legend tells of a place I know 
    where people feared to tread.
And if they did, they often disappeared 
    and the Natives feared them dead.
The Cree tell...

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Rod Andersons 
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There's an event in the country that few city people ever know,
It's called the Greasy Pig Competition held at the local show,
It's a novelty event put on when the riding's been all done,
A greased up...

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March came in like a lion
And never let up, not really 
The children, Markie and Stu, spent most of their day outside
Except, as usual, for a quick lunch and a quicker hug

In the country, the...

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I'm driving through such beauty, this lush rural countryside. I find it hard to believe that my 
career has taken me to here. Being where I am is so much different to the Highlands from...

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Granny Mae was a sweet old soul, but Granddad - not so much.  His all time favorite things were downin’ flies by spittin’ chew...
Droppin’ lines - illegally - from bridges...snaggin’ cats...an’ brewin’ Buckeye County’s...

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Tell me
Have you ever felt you could runway
Far away to a secret place
Where time stands still
The hot sun mostly shows its beaming face.

Well come!
Take my hand
And I'll take you to that place
A world away in...

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It was a frantic effort   
to take a shot 
of the elusive Kanchanjungha;  
one of the few highest peaks of the world
which looks at mortals roaming on earth 
from its high and...

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An ordinary Australian from an ordinary country place
Who rallied to the flag's call with god's good grace
He was one of the 33rd Battalion "New England's Own"
Into this swirling maelstrom they were duly thrown
The Great War...

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ISLAND HOPPING
by

JOHN M. ARRIBAS


My first day of community service at Glen Oaks
Assigned to spend time with a few elderly folks
Spotted an old gentleman staring out into space
Weathered beaten hands and a sun etched face
How are...

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My wife and I prefer hand-me-downs to new things in most cases, but then, we're antiques freaks - 


Lots o’ fog an’ kinda brisk that mid-November morning when my an’ Russell’s tackle boxes spread to...

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A buddy started bugging me a couple days ago by harping on the many pricey things that he could get 
Were he to have the funds that I could raise should I decide to take...

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