Long Old stuff Poems

Hey, what's up Pete? Same old stuff eh?

Alright, lemme swivel this chair around 'n you climb up here. Bout time you come in .You 
lookin' even worse than usual!
  Whatzat? Yeah well I look...

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Do you think I care 
For your phony Arab spring
And dead trees and hot wind
I have never seen a spring without seed popping from the soil
I should know I am made from the dust of...

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Miss Jill may find a way.

As I thought about your kindness
And the kids you teach at school.
I pondered how any help can come
From the ink of this old fool.

Is there any value in his work?
Reading...

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Still at times I can be an adolescent, a bit of a brat
I'm always questioning things, though I'm suspicious
I admit there's time's I've been ignorant to even chat
Yeah quit a lot of the time I've...

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THE OLD FART SONG
(sing to the tune of "Mamas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys")

Verse one:

Old men ain't easy to love and they're harder to mold,
so train 'em when young, girls, don't...

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Give us this day our daily…

I do not even have to move my bottom much
remote control in hand I choose what they call
news just the old stuff in new wrappers blown
apart by endless bombing greed...

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2006 Fifa World Cup, ah jump and celebrate Trinidad in it
But yuh know de saying, after joy is sorrow sh…..t
Yeah boy, all skin teeth eh laugh
Trinidadians like too much bacchanal

Band yuh belly or just eat...

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This old house dark: dire and lonely,
Queer sounds now park a feel chilly;


Old echoes stray upon the wind,
As if to say what might have been;


Here as you slide on old timbers,
A cold gust rides on...

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My grandpa always loved good yard sales
To pick up odds and ends driving for miles

Would return with amazing things in his cart
As he loved old books to instruct and impart.

First he would read a book...

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when I was this many
you can't count the thumb
I had this soft friend
a horsey, all felt and tan
about the size of a piece of toast
but with legs
I could sleep with it
up close to my face
and...

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Pavlov got it right I feel, conditional behaviour we never seem to lose

This one revisits sometimes for me and dog, but over time it seems to weaken

Last year we walked away from our previous life,...

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Was swimming in suicide 
Lost inside my lies 
Holding back everything 
Not knowing why

I would cry tears of pain
Trying to hide all my shame 
Running from the rain 
But I was drowning anyway.

Writing these words
Seemed...

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The same feeling as I was a child
It does not change, what I believe
Christmas spirit felt and beguiled
At Christmas, we welcome being naïve

It is setting aside worries for the meantime
Look around and you’ll care for...

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Inspiration from a Dam on a River

West of the dam is the serene lake
East of the dam is the roaring fall
White and green jades clash and clank 
Fury waves to the sky angrily call 
Horses...

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Blurry e-motion
Waiting on words;
Upheaval swirls


Meal time posture
Food court harvest;
Same old stuff


Chinatown fringe 
Walkabout excursion;
Hot humid weather chokes


Word for word jazz
Relevance juxtaposed;
Poignant verse strains 


Book store punctuates
Tucked in a corner;
Niched following


Verse genres ply
Moods and variations;
Starling change...

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Bags all packed and ready to go?
I wish that were the case.
Tossed some clean clothes in the trunk,
With some things I can’t replace.
Won’t take time to be ready to go.
I don’t wanna see her face.
Leaving...

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Another, strange day                 
   Another, misconstrue           ...

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The movers came to clean out my house,
And said to one another
“Let’s remove ALL the furniture!
The baby carriage and accessories
have served their purpose.
That old stuff is nothing but clutter now.
Don’t let the mother see us
take...

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A day to forget

It was a rotten day from the start, got up late
feeling as if he had not slept at all and the night had been dreamless
all his phobias leak into his dream, making...

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Seems today, no one is imagining.
That people lost all creativity.
No one thinks outside the box,
they only think so logically.

That's why true, new, inventors.
That's why they don't exist.
And that's why you can never really say
or call...

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with the wind at my back and a cool breeze on my face
toe to heel, shoes click-clack as I walk about this place
as I live this life and pray for better days
box up all the...

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My Room,

My spacious camp

A world beyond the world

A sanctuary of peace

Silence in the pillows

Fun within the games

Music from the piano

All I ever need

My Room,

My safe harbor in which to work

The cabin where I sleep

The island...

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Do I need a book to tell me to relax?
I can’t believe you told me that

Why would I need a book to show me
How to relax or how to be me

You’d think I’d be the...

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Spear Well Used and Swollen


So green the grass on hidden hill
 open vista views another thrill
Naked the splendor shone then rose
 swift the shock when love chose

Romance set the fair morning scene
 she a tramp...

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America the Beautiful 
The heartland of America of peace and old farmhouses,
the country I read about as a young man it is still there
although news we are served is of riots and mass shooting.
Sturdy farmers...

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