Long Next to last Poems

Here we are fans this fine summer day,
to watch Trash Can Cats, versus Downtown Stray.
The field is grand in this deep wooded glen,
pitchers are warming up in the bull pen.

Pitching for the Cats is Crazy...

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How Pale the Poem!
(An Echo Poem) (1)

Are poems lovely as night's stars?
Aren't all more fireflies viewed in jars?
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Faint points of light man barely sees
now (gift of Science) galaxies,

are strung on necklaces like beads.
Star deaths the...

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I had spent recent years in mourning, since I had lost someone very dear;
As when pallid moon is hidden by clouds, and bright stars will not appear.

My job as a professor consumed me, and I...

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Unfaithful marital transgressions
self admitted indictment,
crime and punishment,
no longer think high lee
entailing no mister re: demeanors,
I searingly weathered

(George by bushed, albeit thankfully,
no unwanted child left behind),
nonetheless one unforgettable
indelible, execrable, and abominable
professedly owned his
civil warring battle of...

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(alternately titled ringleader Harris hooligan,
Hence, any resemblance 
     between characters port
rayed, and living persons 
     purely coincidental.)

Claim to fame creating
     an overnight sensational
...

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Imagine a black velvet curtain
Pinholed to allow specked light
Now imagine that same curtain
Endlessly stretching out of sight
And there you have the immense
Velvet blackness of outer space
In which I hang and float seeing
That speckled velvet any...

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This person is so mean
it is a shame to be this grouchy
sometimes wondering why is this?
it just seems so misleading
what is really going on?
lack of fun?
how can you feel this way most of the time?
you're...

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Imagine a black velvet curtain
Pinholed to allow specked light
Now imagine that same curtain
Endlessly stretching out of sight
And there you have the immense
Velvet blackness of outer space
In which I hang and float seeing
That speckled velvet any...

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Unlike the story of the three wise men traveling the 
same path searching for their new born king.
Three men , traveler's, were doing the same thing.
Only in that path, three signs that changed their day.
A...

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Unlike the story  of the three wise men traveling the 
same path, searching for their newborn  king, 
three men, travelers were doing the same thing. 
Only in that path  three signs that...

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The dusty road is now black topped
Windows can be opened
to let in plenty of clean fresh air
though no house stands chosen

The fence still stands in some places
The pasture filled with trees
Our large garden spot overgrown
Once...

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look at me
water shoes on
beach chair buried in the sand
feeling like an overtly energetic six year old again
acting all shy as she grabs my hand as the water freezes our feet unexpectedly

remembering the loneliness
cable off
vhs...

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The revolution will come bit-by-bit
freedoms for securities, a stock split

The revolution will not be streamed
things aren't always what they seem

The revolution will occur in silent din
future different from what has been

The revolution will certainly be...

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The dusty road is now black topped
Windows can be opened
to let in plenty of clean fresh air
though no house stands chosen

The fence still stands in some places
The pasture filled with trees
Our large garden spot overgrown
Once...

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Everybody knows that most urban legends are a bunch of folklores or whatever, especially Bigfoot (aka: “Sasquatch). Urban legends are the only ones that people have been talking about since the beginning. It seems that...

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Ever so drowsily awakening to
the seminal dark and next to last

Falling leaves barely still clinging
and hanging onto the winter tree

I myself from here safely snuggly 
wedged inside

Now looking outwardly have to squint
in order for me...

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The art of loving isn’t hard to master
So many things seem filled with love.
To be lost in a love forever.

Love more everyday. Accept the disaster
Of a lost mind hours thinking of your love.
The art of...

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Ordered by name, sights and tree trippers the climbing elephants sustain a marvellous wealth of injested missionary window ledges. Whilst eleven fleas are whipping cow excrement vast spectacular visions of a few beetles writhe in...

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Changing directions doesn't mean that you have changed your mind
Do not accept a "No" until you have heard it again and again 

You feel 'less' in everything, thinking you'll never win
That's the time to look...

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As I walk along the beach
I feel the sand beneath my feet
I listen to a shell 
which sounds exactly like the sea
Water sprinkles on my skin
The memories replay again
I close my eyes and breathe in...

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 Gymnasts and Poets

Poetry writing, a practiced passion,
Gymnastics, practiced poetry in motion,
Choose your form with the first line.
Move quickly into the mood,
directly spoken, intimated,
free verse or rhyme.
Mount the apparatus in graceful form,
forward mount or backward...

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Some say it’s the money you have or size of the house
Actually, it’s the way you feel when you feel whole
Trying to always have more, attain the gold pot
Interrupts the true meaning, you should have...

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Their lawn chairs in the sun
Outside a standard door--
They are considered nonproductive.
They passed their buying power
For the next to last measured lot.

The old man putters about the yard.
Turning earth for flowers that she wants
Beside the...

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Her violin comfort
Soothes the rough spots
The centers of every gnarly problem turned into some sort
Sweet love knots
In her song
She shares
Her life long
But too full of cares
Piano sonata plays on
She's forgotten how to slow dance
Yet she...

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5K run was so much fun!
  Never thought, I'd get it done!
  One foot in front of the other,
  Good friends cheering me on,
  Talking my feet into moving along.
 ...

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