Long Methodic Poems

The feeling of comfort

Is one of the most incredible and humbling

Emotions that has ever flooded through my veins

And caressed every nerve in my body.



Having all of your troubles be lessened

And the ache of your troubled...

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Now, come cooler days,
   wind riding on morning haze
   and the once cloudless clear skies
   find billowy puffs in uncovered lies.
A sudden wind and rain storm
   teases...

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Four thirty in the morning
   I am wide awake with no desire to sleep again.

Rising this early brings forth visions of a solitary kind
   and passing time in shaky, cloudy pictured...

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FROM THE MOMENT THAT SHE MET HIM 
SHE WAS AWESTRUCK!!! 
HE HAD THE WORDS, HE HAD THE CLOTHES, HE HAD THE LOOK 
HE HAD THIS SMOOTH, UNCANNY WAY 
THAT EASED HIM RIGHT THROUGH HER DEFENSES...

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“Ronald Gene Simmons” death’s synonymous,
   This methodic demon murdered the lot!
      The executioner, autonomous,
        Not a family member aware of plot!...

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An Empty Kingdom 

The news did spread, a kingdom’s will
For sorrow placed its shadowed hand
‘Pon castle steps the crowd did fill
As heart break took a firm command

The skies, a darkened clouded stain
As children wept in...

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Doc Holliday truly amazing
Sick to death and two six guns blazing
Though his blasting appeared not to be phasing
The calmness of his gelding equine’s grazing

This be the glory, how the west was won
By house of ill...

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Like a sweet child in ballet
 toe steps glide across the archway,
A graceful pirouette holding breath and heartbeat
 balanced then suddenly rising like modern athletes.

A rhythmic cadence hustles across the days
 when life is simple...

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Slithering slowly, so very precise,
A methodic invader (and catcher of mice),

He stealthily slips toward the “enemy” there, 
So unsuspecting, at rest by the chair.

Without a diversion to aid his approach,
And only his instincts, I watch...

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I watched as she dropped down
 that full six-foot wingspan graced the air around
that slipped in quiet, somehow silenced in the cold gray steel
 and suddenly again, she was here, looking for another meal.

The great...

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The doves arrive,  gentle creatures
 heads bobbing as they walk,
  plucking stray seeds blown free across the ground.
Paired matches, clutching together
 in the softly shadowed rays
  of early morning sun to welcome...

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Sometimes, whispered voices off in the distance
 echoes calling spirits, hearts, souls of the past
listen to messages without resistance.

Set in the oceans and the seas, land held fast
 inner voices christened in hearts of the...

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Noise
Life is so full of noise.

Perhaps, even before the moment of birth
 the noise, the sounds of living begin
 inundating each second of our becoming,
 into our very existence and life.

Tears and crying, pain and...

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For a moment, brief as it was
 there was light at dawn
but now
 the darkness begins to creep in
slow and methodic edging, along the horizon
 there -  far off in the distant
paler shades of...

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