Long Pickets Poems

as the PROPHETS of profits, WE lead and WE’re fair
while WE’re living the life of the poor BILLIONAIRE
– silver yachts, pearly castles, cash (plenty to spare) –
with the world on OUR backs... ah! the burdens...

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...It also left their powder pretty wet,
but their was something command had foreseen,
and they brought extra artillery guns,
less vulnerable to the moisture’s sheen.

Washington hoped they’d make it by midnight,
but they weather slowed down the whole...

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Now I lay me down to sleep… I pray the Lord my mind to keep…
Zombies are gathered all around, trying to keep me from my sleep.
They want to be the futures’ new symbols, for All...

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It appeared on the doorpost as a Cyclops' smiley face
 For some Cyclops WhatsApp icon, but red-themed application
 Yes gruesome red, in contrast to the expectation
 You would get from a smiley face, even for...

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What a year – Tim was just a little boy of 25 – naïve and

Lost in ‘innocence’ a critical time bomb waiting to happen

Blue-eyed he listened to Nena’s 99 Red Balloons flying high

While Band Aid...

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Soon the sun will shine
Through the east facing blinds
I haven't worked in seven months
Yet, I rise every day before him
And write a poem or two

The ceiling fan wobbles
Finches, sparrows and a cooing dove
Greet the dawn
Sweet...

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Did you know you’re trespassing?
	Gated communities with white pickets; white teeth.
	All of their new blood rushes towards leagues of Ivy and ROTC gold.
	Loud engines.
	Window signs.
(He’ll be governor some day.)
Do you think those colors will be...

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Ecotone 

I did not plant the prairie tickseed that appeared among
The cultivated flowers of my garden and quickly dominated.
It seemed to say, “We live, still!

My house sits in a tension zone, an ecological “no man’s...

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Nature provides equal opportunity to grow,
Plants, animals, birds and human has growth, process is slow.
Heat, cold, air and soil has fertilisation for food,
Rain helps for everyone growth that is fruit or wood.

A Lion is non-vegetarian;...

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1862

TWAS IN THE SUMMER OF '62
WHEN MEN WORE GRAY
AND OTHERS BLUE
WHEN SOUNDS OF MIGHTY BATTLES RAGED
AS WAR BETWEEN THE STATES WAS WAGED

OH WHAT YOUNG MEN WERE WE
FULL OF LIFE AND FANCY FREE
BOASTING HOW WE’D WIN...

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Matchstick Bikes 

To tinkers and toilers 
     I salute, 
From mending boilers 
     to weaving jute, 
Man and boy 
     for generations, 
I...

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Done Droving
The sliprails are down the horses are gone ,………(sliprails slide in rail gate in rail yard)
goose neck spurs all covered in rust.
My Quartpot is bent i`ve left the Ballonne…(Quartpot holds a quart of water...

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Blue-eyed ponies drag their pickets                              ...

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What do you do with a fried lemon sandwich
when lavender leaves have messed up its hair
How to you cut it in two equal pieces
while no one is home and you don’t like to share
Why is...

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I've constructed a picket fence around me to keep jackanapes out
Through pickets they can see me, but I never allow them to touch
private parts of me I keep concealed, and don't talk about so much
I...

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5/1/12

FIST IN THE AIR FOR THE WORKER
who watches wages drop or dissipate as
prices of everything imaginable escalate.

FIST IN THE AIR FOR THE WORKER
who watches their jobs leave the country because it is cheaper for the...

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The Pastor’s Epiphany

By Elton Camp

(A note of explanation for readers outside the USA:  
The Westboro Baptist Church is a single, tiny group 
known for picketing funerals and carrying signs that 
are offensive even to...

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color pickets 
match the days away
when hours fade
there's no feel left to persuade

you know more than me
that you do 
But i know who it is 
beneath the scars
the fancy lights 
the impervious dark

no matter what...

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There’s an odd thief in our neighborhood
Who steals stuff that he must think is good
Beginning with my small bushes and trees
Which at the start, made no sense to me

Then parts of my fence suddenly disappeared
And...

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7/31/22

Can't get time back
Regardless if I tip my hat
Going down a different path
I'll leave it at that

No matter if it's been a rotten day
They always got a lot to say
Then towards god they pray
I go...

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Thirty feet of white picket fence,
doesn't sound that exciting.
But Oh, to see the blood red blooms,
of a Rambler at one end entwining.

In and out, it weaves its spell,
all but hiding the aged white boards.
The picket...

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Out of a neon jungle the big cats prowl
  the wind in the willows unrecovered,
for when the cats and wind begin to howl
  I am stoned and the boys truly mothered!
So I rip...

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when you're in love
you write really bad love poetry
when you love a woman
you want to relive with her
every great moment you ever had

both of them.

clouds look like hearts, and a few look like ducks
you know,...

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I can't deny the allure of stability.

A red-brick house with a front porch and wooden pickets,
A mango tree with summer-drooping branches, 
A spice garden in pitchers and pots.
The long corridor that runs to the living...

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The wrought iron fence with metal pickets
Separates the real world from this horror
The moon shines brilliantly down onto you
Catches the graveyard tombstones of splendor

The mighty tree in the yard looks horrid
With shadows that are long...

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