Long Panhandle Poems

June 12th 2017 TRANSITION revisited and revised today 4/2/2021

While scrolling over outdated docs
(i.e. namely OpenOffice documents)
derrière seated upon hard backed chair,
yours truly came upon following poem
to share with anonymous readers,
whereby slight modifications 
got made to...

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Doing absolute zero endeavors

Earlier today March 28th, 2025
(thee hour now fifteen minutes
after eight o'clock at night, cuz
yours truly & wife paced back
and forth from one room to the
other wearing out rugged groovy
Tuesday (three day) experienced...

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Ashen faced Prometheus aghast at inferno gone awry

Whether arsonist at fault
or confluence of ripe conditions
triggering perfect firestorm,
the titan of fire beside himself with misery,
though no fault of his own
the raging bullish conflagration
a taste of inescapable...

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Wake up and rush for the toilet and say my prayers

 Stomach races trying to catch up to the bowels emptying anxious

Chemo the man said it takes a bit to get used to and I’ll...

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Overzealousness and assiduousness...

now propels yours truly towards restitution
courtesy sophisticated mountebank,
whose criminal mind
filched mine banknotes
rationed for when I exhibit decrepitude.
Cutthroat robber baron
re: newly minted vandal
an alumni matriculated

from school for scandal
a sheep in wolf's clothing
said culprit I...

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North Richland Hills grew a rainbow I wanted to hold in my hand
Wand for wishing I don’t know what to reach-ask for?
Plethora is sunshine below the bow along your Texas land
Donned a different approach—your rainbow...

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I.
Luther Deits was a good friend of whiskey,
not fond of cutting herds or pushing plows,
a young buck full of juice, barely twenty,
he lived only for the thrill of the now.

His home, a town in the...

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The following account predicated on partial fact and a healthy dose of prevarication with an attendant overactive imagination.

Trying to REM ember the waking stage of an emotionally tormenting dream

One week later
still dog-tired after jarring telephone...

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(*)v(*)       (*)v(*)       (*)v(*)       (*)v(*)       (*)v(*)
      ...

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Ireland,
 ancient song of my soul,
a haunting melody 
that strains against the wind
and leaves me searching 
for my distant pasts.

Monasterevin, Armagh, Inish Mor…
I hear your voices.
The breeze on your emerald grass
like a pennywhistle plays, 
while...

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OBVIOUSLY 
Obviously, the people who lived contemporary with dinosaurs were intelligent, 
and the footprints indicate that they were quite human as the large toe on 
primates is located closer to the heel to facilitate clinging...

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The events that took place in a remote area of New Mexico about 230 miles south of Los Alamos during the predawn hours of July 16, 1945 forever changed the world. In the early morning...

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Hes ing homeless, you see him there don't ignore that starved groak glare,
You can see that he's got an empty cup in his hand he looks hungry and you're now aware, 
He has no shirt...

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Chemo, Puberty & the Fourth Watch

by Patrick Cornwall

Wake up—rush for the toilet, say my prayers.
Stomach races, chasing bowels,
anxious like horses shot from a gate.

Chemo, the man said. Takes time to get used to. And I’ll...

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There once lived three devoted and wonderful pastors,
who labored diligently to build and maintain three
great churches*. 

One pastor served The First Church of The Holy Spirit
in the city of Aston, Tn.  The second pastor...

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ALLOWED    HIM    NO   LATITUDE


Andy, professional cartographer, adored his maps,
Valued them more than anything perhaps
As any cartographer would
As  all cartographers should  -
Lovingly drawing his Italy, ...

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My mother thinks I'm a doctor
I just don't have the guts
To tell her I spent all my college doe
On beer, wine, women and such

So after I faked my graduation
Said I was moving to the South
To...

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Spending a lifetime on the Texas Panhandle prairies in and around Amarillo 
exposes a feller to a unique life style.

	As a youngster and continuing into early manhood, I flirted with the aggregation 
of words to...

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I started my career 
As a person that removed wax from ears
It was down in the Texas Panhandle
I would use the wax to make candles
But then no one wanted their ears cleaned 
The work was...

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Poet: Ken Jordan
Story: Apache Junction
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
written: April/2014


    Gonna take the 405 train
to Apache Junction.
    Bought me a one-way  ticket, 
and I ain't look'n back.

    When I get there, I'm gonna hike...

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A small dinosaur named Dean'o O'Daniel
was a special one,
who grew up near the Florida panhandle
and the only son
To his single mother Sam O'Daniel

See Dean'o had a love
to where he could escape and drift away
to another...

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This Land Was Your Land (Cherokee Version of Woody Guthrie's This Land is Your Land)

This land was your land and now it's my land.
From the Georgia mainland to the Oklahoma prairies.
From the Appalachian Mountains to...

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"I wandered lonely as a cloud"
                 William Wordsworth. 

I wandered lonely as a puppet thru Reno
Like a weathered kite...

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Little lemmings,
beware of the Yukon yodel
Don’t ear swallow the Arctic shiny yellow
Fake eureka disclosure: It’s jingle hollow
So, enamel blowflake please,
place not your panhandle hope
in Ivory Boast fool’s goad

I, ebony breath beg of thee,
be not glutton...

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On the plains in the Texas panhandle
The fight for survival is real
As I watched from the derrick 
On a short smoke break
A scene rather harsh and surreal

A cottontail bunny was having his way
In a pasture...

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