Long Parquet Poems

Prizes for Ultimate Sacrifices


    prizes for the abstemious  for abstinence  chastity ?
                 the countless...

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Rum was feeling playful so he went to find a mouse
He looked in every nook and cranny right throughout the house
But all the mice were sound asleep for it was dark outside
And then Rum saw...

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While flying through a cloudy sky, a blank and thoughtless glance
Exposed to me this big old house, so brief, and quite by chance.

I’d seen enough to know that it was large, and very grand,
A place...

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 Diary Notes: Lament at Dawn A Year Ago and yet now No Change
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I awoke to find 
that Jack Frost had paid a visit 
to my bedroom windows
for the very first time 
this Winter.

If only I had seen him at work
I would have thanked him
for decorating 
my otherwise...

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* For basketball legend Kevin Garnett *


Intensity ... defined
excuses were for gods and gamblers
(lesser giants with fairer feuds)
HE ... was of a wholly-invested mettle and mind
the conscript of a checkered court
dauntless defender of glass and...

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People say my poetry is mostly doom and gloom
But I’m a funny person and I’ll prove it to you soon
My wit and sharp ripostes are a constant delight
Let’s see if I can tell this story...

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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I tapped my keyboard, my eyes bleary
As I tried to write a novel that was no bore
I looked for inspiration, how to avoid clichés temptation
I’d write about rejuvenation—hope for...

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For my wife and I, coming home from an extended trip to our house filled with fine Victorian furniture, that we restored ourselves, is a wonderfully warm experience. They become like family after a while!...

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A swinging sixties chick was I dressed head to toe in Biba
Miniskirts my mother loathed and free love too, so I was told
Music of choice was Motown and Soul that played upon my radio
At weekends...

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Red numbers burn 4:04 into the darkness. Moments later, they transform their identity and moan 5:16.  Work begins in three hours and forty-four minutes; three hours and forty-three minutes. 
An uninviting breeze blows through...

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"Another Man’s Treasure"



Jetsam tumbles
broken doorbells
no one
answers
anymore

ironing boards 
pressing to imprint
something of significance
a life, your life
droll and predictable

it all sinks 
to the bottom 
of a bad dream
with yesterday’s 
stale tears

sharp heels
clicking on a parquet floor
like knives...

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Millions and millions of bricks
Tons and tons of concrete
Lord only knows how many panes of glass
Granite, Marble, and cobblestone too
Build a city strong, steeped in history

The Adams, Otis, Hancock, and Revere
Tea parties, massacres and lanterns...

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They (wife and children) are scared to see it,
As though Dinosaur made another writ;
Hearing its rudely vexatious squealing,
Each found corners feeling unappealing...!

To me it seemed a pet, like dog or cat, 
Though I hated the...

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Sweat drips from little dust covered faces in the grim back-alley factories

No time for rites of passage other than fingers nimble enough to spin and

Balance wheel spool spin and stitch regulator to their master’s instruction

	
...

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Kinky boots ... 
kicking naked truth
Stripped bare
down to the nightshade roots

Temptress gaze ... 
collecting laundered money 
off the dirty parquet

Her pay-for-play
get the tilted short cups
ice cubes rattling
See the lecherous throats
swallow the fermented, lewd offering

Let ‘em...

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So you took your best shot,
but sadly it rimmed out
Rocket swish arc reached for the brightest star ... 
only to receive 
a missed blastoff launch tipoff  
Got time zone sent    ...

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I hear grand piano music floating in from afar
It is poetry so crisp, it's crystal clear.

Poetry is chandeliers on high ceiling of white
It is polished parquet in spaces with soft light.

Poetry is grand plies performed...

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I hear grand piano music floating in from afar
It is poetry so crisp, It's crystal clear

Poetry is chandeliers on high ceiling of white
It is polished parquet in spaces with soft light

Poetry is grand plies performed...

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Diamonds on the soles of her shoes brushed the intricate parquet 

Carmel was swept off her feet to the clanging tunes of Flamencos 

A pink flamingo swapping kisses and castanets high above the floor

Gypsy tattoos...

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not soon enough, will winter go away

                    taking with it all that white and gray

 ...

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A curious cocktail of odours greets us 
as we move in from playground
to corridor, to cloakroom, to classroom.

Beeswax fragrance: freshly buffed parquet.
Brasso smell: base metal turned to gold.
Jeyes Fluid: vapour killing vile germs.
Such alchemy starts...

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Museums are quiet except
For crackling parquet floors,
Wooden squares, a game board:
Checkers or maybe chess 
Of various right angle, grain striations.

Parallel to paintings in oil, red lines
Begin a court for pickup basketball.
But whether subjects of famous...

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There I stood, flushed: gripping
a  diaphanous pelvis of his guitar, 
he rips a pulpy drool of velvet notes…
glossy under a roulette of lights,
saucy on the parquet floor upon
an artist's feet :his  body movement...

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I lost myself today.
Walking home I lost my way.
Lost in thought, my mind all gray,
like dots in patterns of senseless moire,
I've faded away.

My feelings died today.
Emotional turmoil gone astray,
once vividly painted, now, dull clay,
colorless, lifeless...

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