Long Lordy Poems

After the Vietnams and the Me Leis
Steel skull
Stone eye
Blooming jungle rot
Itching on the crotch
Jack scratches the trigger of his M14
Kisses the golden egg
And throws like the Babe.
Jack is now back from hell and trying to...

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Prayers,
sometimes lightly lyrical,
slyly satirical,
self-conscious,
ego-
and anthro-chosen folk
transcendently 
yet personally
individually woke,
and sometimes full embodied
passions in Praise Him!
shout out

Echo in-
voking round resonance
with all Earth's eternal 
regenerating lively
lovely resilience.

Prayers
express "I feel"
so provoke "I want,
even actively need"
Trust Statements

Or,
prayers are LeftBrain...

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Screaming Guillotines

I.

I sit on the wide veranda of this house called America,
And I can see the Beast Boys coming our jungled way,
Coming like wild torrents of lapping flames over the astonished landscape,
Coming with black eyes...

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In the green Adirondack foothills lies
the haven of our old summer camp,
once a place of adventure and outdoor joy,
and the loud cries of precocious scamps,
their energy you never could tamp,
scurrying ’round on small, rapid feet,
leaping...

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Toasty mornings with teakettles whistling bring to mind Danish days on Marata’s 
horse farm, ponies prancing in the unusually warm sunlight, and new fangled 
sparkling silver water fountains. Mirada, Karen and Laura’s Mom hosted Bob,...

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When I see a black person go
and vote for a Republican,
I do not think I’ve seen a more
self-hating and disgusting man.
Do they not know of the struggle?
How can they even show their face?
They deserved to...

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For those who don't read blogs or know of Jan's successful first book, I've written a limerick for her and included it in my comment on her blog. She's included her interview in a podcast....

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Among the hearing participants, some stayed put, some cast curious eyes outside with craned necks, some stood up and began to pace around or away, but nobody was seriously scared, nor were there any corporeal...

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* Dedicated to Constance, the Rambling Poet
   Written for her "Follow the Rules" contest
   By Carolyn Devonshire

For simply failing to walk between the road’s white lines‘~~~~

As a teen my sister got...

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What has happened to my muse?
          It's not an easy thing to lose
             ...

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Durian Fest

This being the month of September....
It is the season made just for tropical fruits lovers...
Given a favorable season of good sunny weather..
Coupled with intermittent rainfall all over..

The daily market place teems with fruits galore..
Abundant...

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ELocution 
ELocution 
 
Diction ENglish grammer proper nouns predicates verbs learn the way the language 
works then grow up to be a poet and throw it all away today to make new words to 
make...

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My driveway is packed with the cars
of friends and family,
chips put out, and the little ones
are running joyously.

A cooler filled up with bag ice
keeps cold soda and beer,
I think half the folks I know
were able...

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Desolation Angel

Just got out of prison Los Lunas, New Mexico. 
She was smoking crack back in Chicago. 
I was headed there to get my life on track.
She was living each day at two C-Notes a...

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Did you ever get a story in your head
A line or two just lying in your bed
You’d like to sleep but you don’t instead
You write your story - hope that it gets read
Don’t ask for...

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Ah! Another birthday is 
About to be upon you again
It is so close 
But don't feel too frighten 
My friend.

We all have them
Or either we don't
We are here or 
Of course already gone.

But these birthdays...

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It’s hard these days for a crook.
Go anywhere around and take a look.
Ain’t no shops to rob of jewelry.
They all closed up and got security.
Not even restaurants for him to rob,
and at the grocers’ Lordy...

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The streets are lined with golden arches,
Plastic smacking lips and smiling chef faces,
Hamburgers competing with pizzas,
Who are competing with Oriental take-outs,
Who are competing with Italian subs,
Who are competing with the world's longest dogs.

Oh Lordy, I'm...

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Ode to Chores
By Brenda Kahn

When the Good Lord
In his wisdom, Hark!
Said “Separate
the light from dark.”

He surely didn’t
See that time
Would be a scarce
Resource to find

I throw my clothes-wash
In by person
Lest my crazed
Schedule worsen

If I did dark
Then...

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The alarm goes off I hit the floor jump in the shower and close the door. 
Coffee brews while I get washed up. When I'm done in the shower, I have a few cups. I...

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You've Got Life F___up--- There were many times, I absolutely felt like (dying), and my whole world seemed to start ( Crumbling), my whole entire body and mind also felt as though it was (Tumbling)....

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Wretched working weekend
Friday, Saturday, Sunday,
twelve hour shifts,
praying for Monday.

Noisy nurse's station,
patients pressing call-lights,
you'd think they'd all be resting,
but instead they're up all night.

With their East Texas accents:
"I need hay-elp" patient cries,
always adding syllables,
"I wet my...

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Mrs. Tellall



Come on in I got something to tell.

I didn’t know you were going through your own hell.

I saw so-in-so.

She was running, on the go.

She didn’t stop to turn around.

But her face had a hard...

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Me: I’m sorry, I didn’t catch you name
Him:Yellow, but my friends call me Yell

Me: Say again? I’m somewhat hearing impaired 
Him: Yellow!! But my friends call me Yell!!

Me: There’s certainly no need to YELL at...

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I’ma tell you folks a story
It’s all of it strait true-
It’s my story
‘bout why I’s singin’ the blues…

I awoke on a morning
Bright and shiny, night after the juke
Felt like I been kicked in tha head
And...

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