Long Matinees Poems

His ramrod back, his brill-creamed hair 
and waxed moustache gave him a certain air, 
a certain dash, and a military bearing. 
His speech was clipped. He walked his stick 
with sergeant major's flick.
His corduroys ...

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Clouds can be remarkably similar
to the friends lovers and passer-bys
that filter through our daily lives
like unexpected weekend guests
who arrive exactly as they planned
or close relatives who fail to appear
simply cancelling at the last minute
as if...

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The number of my Destiny is 7.
Solitary Seven it is sometimes called.
My birth path number 5 is fun and sociable,
but honestly, I love to be alone!
Alone I read my books,
alone I write my poems,
and alone...

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Sprawling green gardens super 
Brilliant, breezy cool weather 
Bustling busy night life 
Clubbing culture that does strike 
Thriving tech talent pool 
With culture uniquely cool 
Fastest growing tech hub 
City of many clubs and pub...

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When I was young, sometimes I’d get to go
to our town’s theater, where I would see
a curtain open up, then a long show
much better than the ones on my tv!

The seats inside this place were...

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Go out and get it we told them
And I have seen mothers wringing leaves for tears of tea
I have seen fathers striking stone
And cursing the prophecy of water from the rock
And I have seen them...

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It seems like everybody around me has forgotten,
they're stuck on a thought again,
saying alot and whining more.
Preying on their own self-doubts,
they have so much,
yet see so little.
so stubborn.
Can't they see that 64 inch TV,
or feel...

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Almost evening.
The smell of seaweed hanging
on whispers coming up from the beach.
I sit in the backyard, rearranging thoughts,
trying to fit shapes into what's missing 
in that vast mosaic I have been piecing 
together all my...

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The Chucko Children

roller derby brains passing into the steel mainspring 
if we eat these slivers of veal paradox and watercress 
the chucko children will slip beyond the sly pastures 
they will forever traverse the bone...

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be it the barstool at a favorite watering hole
or a stretch of a path trod daily in silence,
an independent movie theater whose matinees attract only the dedicated,
time spent on a park bench in the overcast...

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Short weekends and long weekdays
School’s out then it’s onto résumés and workdays
Mondays dragging on through to Fridays
Long commutes on highways, subways and tramways
Toiling for okays, some praise and hopefully a raise

Soirees and negligees for Saturdays
Aspiring...

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Tame the treacherous TRESSES.
BEFORE battling BRAVE BEAST
IN IRONIC INTENSE IMPRESSIVE
DANGEROUS  DUNGEONFUL  DREAMS.
MONUMENTAL  MORNING MESS  MUSES
BREAKFAST BREAKS BLUENESS 
TIME TO TEST THE TERRITORY
SINCE  SATURDAY SEEMS SO SLOW
TURN ON THE TV ...

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Passing through this cardio ghettos carbon life

Touching tawnies matrix of perennial painted times....

Escaping now unto a passage forged afore my sight

Matinees in brilliant shining omni light as this 

A morning boulevards tranquility sunrise ~

Tracing trails...

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There may come a day
When decisions are made
When war in theatres
Will stop being played

The worlds matinees
Will show a different scene
As we all sit and watch
The return from being mean

No more enlisting
No more conscription
We all live...

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