Long Percolator Poems
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Echoes of a Shady Past
An icy chill descends on 13 Beaver Veil Cottage as sisters Ester and Ellie walk gingerly up the steps on this wet and windy night.
This once charming pied-a-terre was now in a final phase denouement.
The...
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Categories:
percolator, art, birth, character, courage, dark, imagery, imagination,
Form:
Prose
Echoes Of A Shady Past Part Two
n icy chill descends on 13 Beaver Veil Cottage as sisters Ester and Ellie walk gingerly up the steps on this wet and windy night.
This once charming pied-a-terre was now in a final phase denouement.
The...
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Categories:
percolator, character, dark, death, emotions, gothic, imagery, imagination,
Form:
Prose
It's a Spring Morning
The morning greets me with birds at my window
They peck at the glass,
they chirp and harass,
"The sun is up, the grass smells clean!
The flowers so pretty they must be seen!"
I pull the...
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Categories:
percolator, art, cat, dog, morning, pets, poems,
Form:
Narrative
Terminator
1/13/16
Waking up bright and early, and allready using the percolator
Figure out what is and isn't worth the labor
Learn what's greater
Before a possible outcome is determined later
Don't ever try to put people, animals or the Earth...
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Categories:
percolator, poetry, rap, word play, words, work, write,
Form:
Rhyme
Cotton Commercials
Cotton Commercials
always reminded me of
my grandmother's house
irony cotton paralleling
Ridgfield Park, New Jersey bitterness.
Boiling in decrepit neighborhoods,
once swarming with Irish and Italian Catholics.
Now a haven of cracked sidewalks
ten miles outside of Manhattan.
Maybe it was the...
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Categories:
percolator, childhood, places, sad,
Form:
Free verse
Hard Rows Well Hoed
It was a Wednesday;
a day woven
into prison blankets and dish towels.
A day to assess hours unnoticed.
A time of trivial hungers.
The hard heft of earlier times: -
not fitting into anything,
teenage fluff and huff. Heartbreak,
rearing and...
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Categories:
percolator, poetry,
Form:
Blank verse
Trench Town of Cicero
the reasoning the fishing in the trenches
beyond tire swings and monkey wrenches
follies crawl behind the hanging logos
of unseen filth across 124th street
tassels dangled above an oasis
of fine dining and soiled linen...
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Categories:
percolator, allah,
Form:
Qawwali
Day Sounds of the Deaf
Cock-crow for me is the tring of the alarm clock
unheard but felt as it vibrates against the pillow .
Coffee percolator bubbles (and whistles?)
the puffs of steam tantalizingly call for a sip.
(The susurration of the shower...
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Categories:
percolator, day, today,
Form:
Free verse
Morning Time
Previous dawns flock together,
gather.
The hedgerows accumulate
with old and new. Sprigs and twigs
bend under the weight of
heaping feathers.
If eyes open too soon
then a few mornings go missing,
some are still catching up
they will...
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Categories:
percolator, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Memories In Appalachia
Every morning at close to four
She made the coffee, percolated
Poured it into cups with saucers
And they each would have a cup
Pouring the potent black liquid
Into the saucers before drinking
The cooling solution from them
This was only...
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Categories:
percolator, mountains, remembrance day, usa,
Form:
Free verse
It Is Too Early To Prite Woetry
If the sunrise has gone a hiding,
And if my noggin still feels woozy,
It holds true, Wummer, Sinter, or Spring.
It’s too early to prite woetry
And if my noggin still feels woozy,
So, my bare feet cannot hit...
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Categories:
percolator, fun, humor, writing,
Form:
Pantoum
The Coffee Making Ceremony
An unreflective Bodhisattva
nods to the unwashed dishes.
Once again I seek my morning
liberation by ways of a dark libation
Next a phlegmy mantra
gummed through spongy lips.
“I sleep, I wake. I sleep, I wake”
The mug is perfunctorily...
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Categories:
percolator, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
A Sense of Holidays
A sense of holidays!
Blueberry pie hot out of the oven with buttery toppings
popcorn popping in the pot with oil on the stove
Lemon and lime are the sour balls used for drinks or...
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Categories:
percolator, family, food, grandfather, grandmother, holiday, memory, senses,
Form:
Rhyme
My Life
Quote: I don't want a perfect life I want a happy life
Children tumbling out of bed
coffee dripping from my old faded percolator
Stockings hanging from the shower curtain
mother's laughter from across the...
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Categories:
percolator, analogy, happiness,
Form:
Free verse
Grounding Out
My percolator lost its balance
While it was a’bubble,
Spilling all the coffee grounds
And causing lots of trouble.
Below the burners there’s a space
For storing pots and covers,
A perk (no pun intended)
For apartment-living lovers.
Well, coffee grounds were everywhere
As...
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Categories:
percolator, today,
Form:
Rhyme
Counting Dawns
If eyes open too soon
then a few mornings go missing,
but they are catching up
they will fly in backwards
tumbling out of windswept decades.
Eyes that open too late have to wait,
have to stare at a future blankness
while...
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Categories:
percolator, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
The Percolator
It came out of the box all shiny and new
washed it in soapy water so I could brew
Hot pipping coffee so robust and full
the old fashion steel pot ever cool
The water simmers and boils hot
watching...
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Categories:
percolator, poems,
Form:
Rhyme
Old-Fashioned
I perk my Joe old-fashioned style
In a pot atop the stove,
My percolator ancient,
Like a pirate’s treasure trove.
I measure out the coffee
And a timer lets me know
When 8 minutes have elapsed and then
My brew’s all...
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Categories:
percolator, drink,
Form:
Rhyme
Percolator Love
You’ve been percolating
Just for me,
While I imitate life.
When I’m weary and afflicted
From a fitful sleep, fears reoccurred,
You’re waiting for me.
Epitome of bittersweet,
Bitter enough I need you,
Sweet enough I want you.
Electrify my mind,
Like soul adrenaline
I’ll dance...
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Categories:
percolator, drink, love, morning,
Form:
Free verse
First Pour
An unreflective bodhisattva
nods to the unwashed dishes.
Once again I seek a daily liberation
from a chore long boondoggled.
Next a phlegmy mantra
gummed through spongy lips.
I sleep, I wake. I sleep, I wake.
The mug is perfunctorily rinsed,
I am...
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Categories:
percolator, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Colors In A Coffee House
Double time hits for the ceiling —
The clouds of white smoke, the healing
Childhood in my skin finally relaxes
Everyone around me in lapses
Coffee forms the swollen cheeks
With history's pick of bean
Water remembers
Water pushed under embers
The...
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Categories:
percolator, age, color, deep, drink, life, sick, youth,
Form:
Couplet
Really Good Rap Song Horn Haiku
Really Good Rap Song Horn Haiku
There are scores and scores
Of stores that have gone away
Too much have to pay.
When small star twinkles
Will we see all the wrinkles
As each one mingles.
Can you mingle late
Because you did...
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Categories:
percolator, humorous,
Form:
Haiku