Long Norther Poems

T'were the night after Christmas, 'n' the house was all dark.
Not much money for 'lectric in the ol' trailer park.
Ma waitin' tables at the club on the base,
jist me and my sisters alone in the...

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Walk your Line 

A word to the blind:
From the day your first mount and ride
Till the moment you die
Walk your line
Walk proud and high
Through each and every wreck your stride unwinds
Walk your whole heart
spine upright
till...

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MID-SPRING

It is mid-May,
Mid the welcome of spring’s changes all
Over the norther hemisphere;
Amid still growing joy with strolls through
Parks and fields, admiring the all
   Of after Winter,

And here, still growing in our own ways,...

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"Cayo Real"

HarHo! Says me now then do I so say~
Then let us with words so then now play~
Take up yer swords o'plumes so grand~
As to give us all words ne'er xpected a'land~

Steep then Seas... so...

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There's a quaint little cross roads town that nestles in the shadow,
Of majestic Pikes Peak called Punkin Center in eastern Colorado.
The prime business in town is the Punkin Center Tack and Feed Store,
Where farmers and...

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The cowpokes is settled 'round the pot bellied stove all snug and warm,
A-bracin' fer snow and gales frum the advancin' winter storm.
Some enjoy Bull Durham roll-yer-owns, others terbaccy chaws.
They've shed their reekin' boots - the...

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A Cowboy's Last Will


The old cowboy struggled for breath,
Heartbeat faint, his eyes set
He whispered softly before death -
"Wait! I ain't finished yet! "

"Don't lay me where my feet are cold
Or where the lightnin' plays.
Keep me...

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The snow was blowin' and the cows roamed free
Outside Amarillo in fifty three.

It was Christmas eve, my fingers was froze -
I swore and cussed at this life I had chose.

Then, of a sudden, there appeared...

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A cuddlesome babe when
The norther came
Wind-brushed cheeks,
She cried.


Mama pulled over a blanket on her face,
Ducked her own snooded head
Walked toward home
And warmth.


Off to school another day,
Another norther slashed her tender legs,
Shirley Temple curls blew wildly,
She...

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I live in a place called Canada
where it's always hot or cold
Our bodies adjust accordingly to the freeze or burn of toes.
We have four season's unlike the rest,
and id say its quiet a scene,
But when...

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Northern winters harbor harshness.
Freezing confetti and sun lit bottlecap.
Snow angels can never warm the backs 
of cinderblock children and gray eyed cats.

Norther winters push the hobbled hobos and bums...toward the equator.
To nibble the candied ribbons...

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