Long Pecks Poems

The greatest performance of my life.  
Howard’s proud piece de resistance award  on Poetry Nook for my magnum opus “Rush Amid The Rapids” in their daily member section.
After endless hours of toil, tribulation,...

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A Whistling Girl and a Crowing Hen
 
By Elton Camp
 
 
	“We keep thet big flock o’ chickens fer eggs and meat,” Milas explained to his niece Elvira visiting from the city.  “We git...

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She stirs first..restless..looking longingly over..senses awakened.
Their feet shuffle slowly under warm covers. The moonlight shines thru the window catching her face. .illuminating it…her tousled hair frames her face.
She looks up, hopefully for his eyes to...

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Get me feeling well
For, I am sick as hell
Brain orgasms and headaches rape my mind and left me thoughtlessly behind
Trying to keep the Kingdom in remembrance before I grow blind or lose my mind
I am...

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Or catching up with the holidays… They’re a great family treat, for all to see…

In the summer Dragon catches lightening bugs, and thinks they promise us fireworks.
In the fall Dragon catches Lady Bugs in the...

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with midnight dreams we dance
unyielding, i stir unwilling to awaken
incessantly seeking
You

like virgin wings of the monarch, your shape gently unfolds
i clutch the edges of slumber
aware in my wakening you will be gone
Again

you have come before,...

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Feathers sparkled lustrous leaves
crowded in a blisterful branch
glazed pink lusted sprinkling waves
smothered a idyllic luxury
Blizzard armies of service
strategically polished in sparkling
sparkle polish 
for a whispered gloria 
held sacredly 
Born in lacy recklessness 
with scarlet lolita...

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The road drones as I run away,
one eye ahead, one on the rearview.
I squint and strain, blue-white beams on my tail.
Twin beams, staring, keeping distant pace.
	You say, "It's been five years and we barely know...

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Far as the (ease) 
severely myopic eyes can see,
nothing but polluted atmosphere
where skull and crossbones
memento mori betokens beware,

especially with increasing chronology
mortality becomes crystal clear
existential crisis yours truly didst despair
not so much death itself, but failure
(inadequacy)...

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The chick grows to puberty hearing the sound of surfs as a lullaby,
returning waves as rocking cradle, fed by passing clouds and drank 
of fogs. He learned: how to fly friend with wind, flow of...

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So, like I said
awhile ago,
I'm reading until totally dead
"Systems Thinking for Social Change."

With four primal turning and returning seasons
of natural yet spiritual developments
between dusk of where we disenchantedly are,
and dawn of where we would become...

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Fool of Infiniti

A wanton bird pecks at the stars
A Jester peers through crystal bars
This prison of love with rainbow hue
Illusion parts to lets you through

On dragon wings forever free
You quest into your dreams to see
Smoke...

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**** Would like to preface my return, and many apologies to fellow poets who may have missed my absence. Though I did not have much luck in love this past year, this poem was written...

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Notice the change
We thought that things would be better.  Fighting for something now; just not what we had.  Take me back to the beginning.  It started with the best intentions; with big...

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Do come, my love, for I insist!
Within the darkest crevices of time, we fight, we cry, I die
As vision gives us knowledge, we descend farther into the grime
Curiouser and curiouser, we fall in dark crevices...

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was out in the pub one day,
with a special friend,
she sneaked up behind me,
and gave me a little peck, 

i was shocked in a fantastic way,
i never knew on what to say, 
with a smile...

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The dim darkness-the diffused light-dimness of one merging into the other-imparting more length to the long trees that are standing like stretched out shadows wearing stars in their hair-

silence is imparting more depth to the...

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The nervous man
Slight awkward stance
Waiting for a train
Talking to the rain

Is he mad?
Is he sad?
A broken heart?
How many times has his life been torn apart?

He doesn’t fit in
Fashion and style were never his thing
His glasses,...

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We are more than we are…
In this pot of soup with Sharon Weimer
And a blessed berry by Karen O’Leary
Not forgetting magical mails of Vince jr. Suzadail 
And the blissful barn of Michael Jordan
-A pot of...

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Stars are at their peak 
Giving each other pecks on the cheek 
Telling friends watching in fantasy land what they speak 
How wonderful it is 
Being in television movie making biz 
Having a Bah calling...

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Bilocation is a term that pecks at my mind's tree
Seeking to make a hole and create a nest of fables
Laying eggs of verity and hatching belief

Whether a person can be at two places at the...

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To serve and protect
Any person with an intellect can see that to serve and protect you must serve and 
protect and not beat and neglect
I’ve seen police that made people hit the deck for the...

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7/29/18





All over the road, about to wreck
One of many causes for yet another death


Too many chickens giving each other pecks
They just look and rubberneck


Person overboard, from falling over the deck
Luckily they had on a life...

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The Prize 
The bobber floats, but when it dips, my heart skips for hooked lips. The line tightens, the tug is strong, I reel in. The fight is on. It's a tug of war, an...

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"The Quad City Spoils"
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