Long Numbly Poems

My hair bristled in the crisp breeze
Excitement spreading throughout my body
Even the sudden cold amused my fingertips,
Tingles spreading through my hands and up my arms
Soon I would be there too. . .
In the murky shadows...

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After serving six long hard years at Methacton State penitentiary...

as mini reunion number 
XLV fast approaches 
Saturday, April 30th, 7:00 pm 
until 10:00 pm
at The Trappe Tavern, 416 West 
Main Street, Trappe, PA 19426
regarding graduating...

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My life hasn’t always been easy...
                             ...

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A very dark and lonely place, my mind is
Most of my time is spent there, as not much goes on to my person
To ever take me outside of it
A fantasyland it could be thought of...

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The House on Lake Maggiore

The house on Lake Maggiore was reality, a physical truth, 
my imagination became the artist.

The day has become  a deckchair, gently folding itself up
as my walk leads me into a...

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Skin pulled tight over gaunt faces,
hollow eyes looking out at me,
fearful of what they see,
dreading pity,
empathy,
apathy,
wanting form me
only an ear,
an ear i’ve given  too many times
from those too many times
so tired is this ear
that...

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In crowded rooms I saw you but feared to say hello,
So I never invited you round for tea, instead I just wallow, 
In this life without love, I know not of what I have lost,
And...

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Heavy shootings and more,
Primitive lead Automatics and their ancient songs, Contemporary Lasers and 
these sights of your futuristic DNA-CONTACT-ELIMATOR and more,
Please lets speak to Rome....The very place the revolution will erupt,
Where in this filthy universe...

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...It was two days before she lost them,
and an arrow slashed her small finger,
a small wagon train did take her in,
but a doctor found gangrene in her,
chopped her pinkey with barely a word.
Fever set in...

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I.
One week to the day, 
His beloved was taken away.
Within the confines of their edifice
He told himself, I can’t go on like this.
Numbly, at his sides, he clenched his fists;
While contemplating, at that very moment,...

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Tip toe tip toe
[[creaaaaak]]
tip toe tip toe
little white ankle socks slide up brown wooden stairs
one...two...three...four....five....six....seven...eight...nine...ten...eleven...twelve...
one set of stairs down
tip toe tip toe
light gray sweatpants sweep the floor
tip toe tip toe
!!OW!! 
she stubs her foot in...

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When I knew no healing elixir and no cure
I never wanted to give you hopes
Yet, I lied, beautifully lied, giving hopeless hopes
Promising everything will be fine, soon 
But inside, a part of me was dying	

When...

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The twittering of the birds singsonged by 
As the mum night kissed the new spousal dawn
The daybreak entity by the beadsmen allegiance
Pour forth by the holy water along the river adorn.
Thrown by the kid, the...

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I return each year to make my peace
I wade through  quilts of grass and stone
Beside the  mounds, of cold damp earth
And pray it's true.......that angels hear
Will gather 'round to listen, now

I need to...

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Hell breaks loose through the trusting door
Whining its splintering, wooden hinges
Claws wrapping onto the arches beyond
Gnarled feet pressed on the threshold
Lower limbs jingling with sparky anklets
Ready to catapult and kick with spitting mouth
To shove its...

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By Laura Dee Battle
July 16, 2013
(revised July 11, 2015)

There’s no clarity when she’s feeling this way
Blinded by the crippling fear in every yesterday
Crying as endless missteps repeat in her mind
Remembering the missing sun behind her...

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Ramblin' Bob Dylan Blues
(For Bob Dylan)



Why does the sun dry up so many scattered tears

slipping down the coarse cheek of a million hushed fears

where no one is scalded though the searing fog clears

while prayers are...

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Priscilla’s News

The Word 	
	Threads every dawn
	Dyed in blue
		And
	Purples hues
And walks in time
 With the meter of a shuttle
	A steady
	Pulsing rhythm
	The beat of warp and woof
		Rising-falling
		Falling – rising
Weaving seasons through the soul
 Into new patterns
	Of hope
		Foretold...

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Climber
         by Odin Roark

Reality readied its chance
 
Ascent of an alpine face
Traversing ice and cold
Challenging steel axe and rope 
Such was the pulsating vibration 
Facing another dawn

That...

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Slowly falling backwards in fast forward, slipping quickly in rewind
Everything has been said and done , envy and jealousy orchestrates the emptiness of your mind
A futile release riddled with confusing censored free speech gone blind...

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I have known pain.
How to hide it as I live with it
Stuffed down
The muffled sound
Of objections to be silenced
It's latent trait subject to violence

I wait for grey skies
And hope that it will rain
So that my...

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Up ahead was the tunnel,
Dark, unyielding.
Hollow like the cavity
That ate away at his heart.

They said he was prepared;
Ready, for battle,
Though deep inside,
He knew he was not.

Yet the voice still pushed him forward:
No breaks, only pressure.
Steady,...

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The Rose


Dear Dad- I plucked a crimson rose that lay
upon your grave, as icy rain fell down
and joined my warm, wet tears that winter day.
Unto my heart, I pressed it close to drown
my mournful thoughts...

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I came as an unaffected statue
Halloween depiction depicting everything
vaguely-leaving margins for misinterpretations
like hieroglyphics deciphered by illiterates
scawling crayon scratch book reports

Walk in these shoes
Feel the pavement scrape through openings worn through souls
and feel the contours of...

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Divine Intervention


Dear Dad…I plucked a crimson rose that lay
upon your grave, as icy rain fell down
and joined my warm, wet tears that winter day.
Unto my heart, I pressed it close to drown
my mournful thoughts and...

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