Long Pacer Poems

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Cyclades

they often
say hair and
fingernails grow
longer when one 
is happily relaxed

they often say hair 
and fingernails 
grow longer 
when one is 
lifelessly 

dead

my breathing has gone 
from a shallow yawn
to something short
of a sigh
once i

stayed on
an isle and
a mirrorless
summer
simmered

passing by 
my heart pacer
taking time as fast
as the mules 
taking mail

to the cliff 
topped town
of Thira
a turtle vs
snail race

sitting in a cafe
sipping a frappe
an hour into 
drinking
when

someone's sound
broke my silence
asking how long
i'd grown my
beard

thoughts in Greek
and English speech
which of these
let me take
you down

to
Elysium's
Fields
Form:


Paul Revere

18th April 1775 on the strong big-boned mare
'Brown Beauty' may have been her name
borrowed from John Larkin a very good horse
of Narragansett Pacer fame
a copper-bottomed silversmith
Son of Liberty Patriot and Boston-born
riding with Prescott and Dawes toward Lexington
then Concord minutemen in advance to warn
of the British Army's actions
was intercepted in Lincoln but doing his bit
the man had lanterns as the plan
and arranged to have a signal lit
in the Charlestown Old North Church
with one if by land two if by sea
but in those long-gone days
as it was unknown technology
right then and there
it was quite unlikely to see
three if by air
some say vestryman Pulling and sexton Newman
(not a deacon)
as the midnight rider never made it all the way
were the real heroes of the day in fact quite a beacon
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Leeza

(Leeza, my roommate Lisa’s little sister, was off-tha-hook earlier this summer)

thirteen
peach flesh
fabuk buster
nu-metal priss
sexless breasts
bitten fingernails
dirty babyskin feet
mirror mesmerized
straight-eyed honesty
grouchapottamus
without analysis
corollary sister
wide eyed
hot mess
skinny
pacer
bella
doe
.
.
Webster: Corollary: something that naturally follows another (like sisters)

slang…
off tha hook = out of control
fabuk = rotten banana
buster = acts like a punk-b*tch
nu-metal = new generation heavy metal, hated by purists
priss = baby
grouchapottamus = someone perpetually grouchy and edgy
hot mess = a handful, a piece of work, a colorful character.
pacer = very smart, hard to keep up with, sets the pace
bella = someone to handle with care
doe = girl
Krispy = super exclusive

*Update: Leeza tested into some krispy math-camp and that apparently calmed her down.

Premium Member His Name Is Exodus

There's one giant of a horse that I'd love to own,
even though he seems happy with his present home.
It's not that he has no present sense of belonging,
nor do I see in his eyes a staring spirit of longing.

It's not his  great physique nor beautiful towering stature
that makes him the giant prize I would love to capture.
The proven secret of Sampson's strength was in his hair.
His lack of discipline and self control was another affair.

The key to everything Exodus* does or feel is tied to his name.
On the race track, a loud call of his name will set him aflame.
Pacer, speedster, but neither the two ever makes him a winner.
He has a mind of his own, programed and driven to be a finisher.

100821PSCtest, A Notable Horse Poetry, Robert James Liguori                                                                                                                                                 *Fiction
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Edsel

It will be remember by folks like you and me,
as one of the most dismal failures in history.
It was created as a new division of the Ford Company.
This car became a disaster within the auto industry.
The years of production would amount to less than three.
Following successful sales of the Ford Thunderbird,
a luxury mid-sized car was the latest word.
It was named in honor of Henry Ford’s late son.
In the fall of 1957, manufacturing had begun.

Among the four models introduced was the Pacer.
The three other types were the Citation, Corsair, and Ranger.
They came as two and four-door hardtops, convertible, and wagon.
Disappointing sales would lead to Ford Motor’s chagrin.

More than one factor existed why the division would fail.
Changes and innovations appeared, but to no avail.
Many noted the downturn in the economy.
Others blamed it on poor marketing strategy.
The last of the Edsels rolled off the assembly line,
in late November of 1959.
Perhaps a valuable lesson in the fiasco was learned, 
as a big chunk of the American auto industry was burned.
Form: Rhyme


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