Long Lumbers Poems

Under a tree of wet blossoms, shimmering to life in the sun, one honey bee is circling around two burly men, who wave it off,  with childlike dramatics...arms flailing.   One of them,...

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Who suggests a trip back...rides to this bit of nostalgia in the middle years of the Great Depression aboard a Chicago elevated train, "the El." We hurdle head-long above asphalt blanketed streets that are determined...

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He plays throughout the house at night 
a braille touch for his lack of sight
and dreams of all the crippled things 
with broken legs and shattered wings.

The bandage on his wounded eyes 
will be there...

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Electorate witnesses wounded beast...
flailing, lurching, and writhing in throes of agony

Trumpets blare acknowledging
crack hunters lucky strike,
i.e. bullseye salvo shot at
innocuous yet brutish
and nasty looking Homo sapien
courtesy elite militia incapacitates,
(yet doth not kill) mortal enemy.

Tis a...

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Under a tall cottonwood tree that grows along the curb...
  two burly men stand next to a giant truck, and smoke one last cigarette...
          ...

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We are travellers on this terrestial plane
where acorns are consumed in tinder season 
oaks fell by angry hurricane 
robust iroko mowed by lumbers greedy saw 
haughty araba viciously murdered for standing 
on progress impatient path
omo...

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I stood and cried in The Magazine Bus,
Deep in New Orleans, in the city rush, 
as it plowed and choked along
like a curved-back dinosaur
wheezing through the swampy ways, 
rattling electric wires in a maze
of strangling...

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The Lost Bird In The Sky

Somewhere there sits a lone man
at a bar filled with lowlifes
lost in his thoughts
mad at the world
and at her
it's eight in the morning
and dawn is long past
and its eve's seat...

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There was a king who invited Artists to sketch the exact hand of Jesus so he can hung it in His palace

One of them depicted a Jesus with an Animal looking hand
Another depicted that He...

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Flim-Flam dances to the beat of a drugged out drummer
Her moves are suggestive and sometimes vulgar
Her hands are soiled and damp holding onto the grimy pole
She’s topless and her dancing is like a listless puppet...

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What's a simple man like me
Doing in this part of town
Especially at a time like this
When the sun is going down

I crank my Barry Manilow 
Up on my cassette deck radio
Letting all the boys round...

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Flying Machines

It’s Father’s Day and the Hamilton Airshow 
has been buzzing around our house
the whole weekend long.
I’ve seen all sorts of planes fly overhead before
but, something about these magnificent 
flying giants stirs my spirit.
I hear...

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Hunters In The Snow

Slowly, the hunters break stride through the snow,
Hunched over in failure their heads hung low.
Below the hill where villagers at play,
Will soon be sad with no food on the way.

The meagre kill...

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Cold rains, wet and weary... seeping through the sky,
spectres pass ’long side me... bent, with collars high,
my visions are invisible and no one sees me cry.

Minstrels of destruction... rapping at my door,
naked anvils aching... heavy...

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It's alive shaking fists at god                             ...

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The heroes welcome...
So he lumbers home,his day, rough..long ..up before dawn.. watching his child still asleep..but he must.. running to gather his wares, to catch the bus ..which takes him to the inner section of...

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I walk gleefully in the gorgeous garden path all alone 
with the cadence of love pulsating in my young heart,
nurturing hopes of the permanence of pleasure sown
in my impermanent world from where I can’t depart....

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Sweetheart, don’t continue to weep
Although challenges hijack your pesky trip
For hours on end sorrow and pain won’t let you sleep  

Fact is that you have so much to give
With much power your oppressors to...

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fat girl cries
big fat tears
splash
crash
down her chubby cheeks
down her pillar like neck
which was once
much like a swan
now gone

fat girl sighs
big fat sigh...
a heart groan of a sigh
from the empty place inside
where beauty's not allowed to...

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The uncaring profession is thriving once more, 
no more laid to rest it has kicked down the door 
and exploded again into all of our lives;
political cut backs with blunted old knives. 
The tax –payers’...

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“The devout soul always finds a divine course 
in the labyrinthine maze of life” – Quote by Poet


I walk the gorgeous garden path alone 
with the cadence of love in the young heart,
nurturing hopes of...

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In my town and only 90 feet
from my house run a pair of old tracks, 
railroad tracks older than my house, 
even older than me, and I am 
become old, very, very old, 
like a...

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I wait for the heat
of the Allis Chalmers crawler’s engine
to fill the tarped in space
where I sit huddled
next to levers, gauges and knobs.
The crawler seems to float.
The tule fog obscures the ground
covers everything,
all that has...

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It shakes off the bad dreams of the night before
Underneath the sickly blue neon sign that
Buzzes it's contempt for him.
It's eyes stay closed not wanting to see
The misery that lay before him 
Down the grey...

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The ship of state lumbers along the horizon
Like a gigantic seagoing vessel, she struggles
To stay afloat in turbulent waters she lies in,
A pilot must keep her afloat during troubles.

Like a gigantic seagoing vessel, she struggles
With...

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