Long Mccormick Poems

we saw nothing
but elbows
and heard the fist pounding 
the skin.
their long black and brown
leather coats hide what they
were doing
the cries of the men
on the ground
could be heard all the way
at my room
when I got their
the...

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It was in eighteen eighty-six in the streets of Chicago,
where the greatest miscarriage of justice people would know
transpired in an infamous labor-police rendezvous.
Albert Parsons led eighty thousand people on revue.
The strikers marched down Chicago’s Michigan...

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In the valley of the culprits 
be patient. 
Remain planted on your legs 
to be struck 
by the newcomers and leaving them 
never look behind you, 
so that each one can see 
the hairstyle on...

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My great grandmother had about 49 children, so she also, probably never slept at night.
They were a large happy-go-lucky farm family, so somebody had to do those great big chores, right?
My own grandpa was the...

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We live in strange times, my brother 
men make money 
with war dances 
and occupation... 
Do you not see the bombardments 
and the pillaging? 
Under the boot 
you are worn out, 
these days 
the sweat...

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I love your acsent' it makes me want to kiss you!

16 fillet catfish/ or seabass

1/4 cup of McCormick seasoning
2 Tablespoons of garlic powder
2 Tablespoons of onion powder
3 tablespoons of cayenne pepper

mix well and set aside
...

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It's because of the bacon.

Yeah, it looks good on the menu, sitting there at the rim of the plate. Glistening. Archetypally ridged and ruffled. Positioned perfectly next to the eggs over easy, the pancakes, buxom...

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She cannot keep a job; she has had several. Anger issues.
Cannot spell or write either, or be nice, but those are secondary problems.
Showed up at ten, was supposed to be there at 7:45; always good...

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In Chicago, my summer of '70 was spent working with a program seeking to rescue drug addicts, alcoholics, and street gangs. The following

summer of '71, found me on the convention floor at the McCormick Place...

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Without making you feel at all
In lands very distant from you
I raised flowers which you like
I know
I left you by yourself
With unforgettable memories... 

Every so often
You felt uneasy
Because of my badly digested words
You stayed sleepless...
During...

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What species of humanity are you?
Whatever kind you are, you don't worry us. 
According to hearsay
you were willing to lay your hands
on small items
deposited by my mother
to the communal account,
close to a bank.
I know that...

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The hunter has become a guide for the birds,
his two faces
against two wings.

He has chopped down trees
to make a post
with small dried branches
for the birds to roost.

He has broken off flowers
to decorate this small tree
to...

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FIRST   DATE

Her name was Judy McCormick, she was fourteen - barely
I was also fourteen, but claimed to be fifteen
She was slim,  pretty with  shortish dark brown hair,
Almond eyes, loveliest I'd ...

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Lyricvixen's Mock Peach Pie Recipe
    1) 375 degrees F - bake - pie crust -
    10 to 15 minutes (may vary in oven) read directions - set aside
 ...

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I pick up the phone and call Debbie
We are twelve years old instantly
Even though that was fifty years ago
We laugh and learn a little bit
Our history is rich with stories and fun
I tell her I...

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When you get bored
Go at the edge of the Seine
Be the friend of swans
Divide some bread into pieces
To throw to them! 

Don't be in charge of shippers
Letters remain in consciousness
By dancing northward
Consider bottles
Carried away by...

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Today I shall choose one of you
A child on whom falls a shadow, wedged in a corner between lines...
A daisy bringing us some suffering from his home
Silent in the middle of a blue turning grey,...

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"Spiteful Minds" 

by~ Edward McCormick 

Disdainfully negotiating gain, 
The spiteful mind their heart's desire alone. 
An obvious destruction they attain 
Through dialogue with underlying tone. 
A tiny drama brings about an end.
In spite of mind,...

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Catha’s hair glistened in the Celtic way
Druids would have worshipped her
A sprinkle of cinnamon on her arms
Her face pixie-like and heart shaped
People fell in love with her
Scottish, Irish and Druids claimed her

We were five when...

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His eyes were green but no one noticed
Even though he was the only green-eye in the room.
His hair was red, but so were all of ours
We are McCormicks so it makes sense right?

The thing we...

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none of the McCormicks knew which insect had made the crying sounds
odd since usually every McCormick is an expert about thirty-nine things
I know because my mother and her sixty-two sisters are all McCormicks
Some of the...

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A woman who told the truth no matter what the consequences,
A woman who kept news, when it was not her confidence to reveal
A woman who studied her religious books, and believed in forgiveness
Virtuous woman who...

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I wrote my poems
with my heart
I strolled abroad
With my manuscripts,
drew my expectations
into my drawings
The avalanche of suffering
crushes me. 

I put years
on my back,
stored secrets
in my memory
Often I could not end
trips... 

I was annoyed
by the hypocritical
before...

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10  POUNDS OF GROUND BEEF
2 TABLESPOONS OF BLACK PEPPER
1 CUP OF SWISS CHEESE SHREDDED
1 CUP OF SHREDDED CABBAGE (SAUTEED)
1 CUP OF CRUSHED SUN DREID TOMATOS
3 MINCED ONIONS
5 TABLESPOONS OF McCormick SEASONINGS
3 TABLESPOONS OF GARLIC...

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We thought we’d be the first kids there, this was totally wrong.
Hundreds of people were shoved into Great-grandma’s tiny house.
Maybe fifty, anyway a lot.
I did not know any of them.
Come in! said a tall woman...

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