Long Picture frame Poems

Hi.
We don't have a lot of time,
or, well, I guess you do,
but I don't,
so let's plunge right into the first big question:
Which came first, form or function?

False dichotomy. No such thing as a totally dysfunctional...

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"I am a painter and my eyes are the paint brushes I had if I look up with my open eye I see the Horizon I see the clouds to be continued
Oh shutter as I...

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I believe that I am..., but I dare ask the question.                        ...

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Love and Gratitude
                                ...

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Arcola circa late 1960's early 1970's...
easy to conjure this idyllic June 8th, 2020

Envision bucolic Currier
and Ives rendered landscape,
or canvas painted
courtesy gifted late Thomas Kinkade
(or substitute favorite creative soul)
how aforementioned illustrious artists drape
mesmerized amateur and/or

art appreciation...

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In the first week of December
The winter was cold and bitter
I stepped into the night and shivered and moaned
Enraptured by the wind and the vast unknown
In the corners of my fragile mind
I misplaced all sense...

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Ask my parents. They’ll tell you, my favorite phrase, growing up was, “I can do it all by myself.” One day, I sat, spinning the top of my Flintstones vitamin bottle, wondering, how many spins...

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I used to think you were the one 
My own the last to be mine
Yet you were a monster 
Deceiving me and i fell for an imposter

My heart is bleeding like bust sewage pipes
My mind...

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Why me father/daughter relationship
important to this papa

Fourteen and a half years
since death of mother (mine),
nary one iota of communication
in general and compassion

in particular while
she lived, now wears
heavy and yokes
mantle fostering tears

indirectly sabotaging rapport
with eldest daughter
futility...

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Cowards die many times before their deaths…
Julius Caesar, Act II, Scene 2 ~William Shakespeare

spouse 
a souse 
classic grouse 
a big girl's blouse

portent ominous 
assertions blasphemous   
obscure and anonymous 

his skulking is nefarious 
utterances...

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Each step upon those attic stairs took me closer
to mesmerizing clouds of sandalwood and jasmine
that lingered in the musty air of a dark, foreboding room
that certainly held more than just my secrets.

Candles burned unevenly on...

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24  PROMISES 

Waking up in the arms of fire.
Ashes all around, burning  picture frame.
I see nothing, the night is dark as can be.
I look up and see my father crying over me.
At this...

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A sweet flower's funeral
displayed in the cold months
of snowy weather and bone chilling shivers.
A sweet flower burned away, dried up;
buried six feet under.

Oh, my sweet flower,
how you once bloomed with no remorse,
like a madman blooming...

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I think I'm happy...
Introvert at heart I was exhausted but enjoying myself like a good day at the gym
I had been participating in some verbal jogging when the jargon interrupted the depth of my thoughts
I...

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The girl stood by the window,
Her head turned slightly  to best observe the dreaded finger,
When it walked into the room.
The finger that which by its very actions would seal her fate.

Would this finger seemingly...

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One Word #6
Word: Dream
Dream, Noun, Contemplate the possibility of doing something or that something might be the case

If I were to simply race forward without another thought,
Would you reach out for me and pull me...

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The night is growing colder and your body feels older than it should
And you’d pack up your brains and all that remains and escape if you could
You are a broken man dying in a house...

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Mom and Dad's wedding picture
frames a glass-covered black and white frozen moment
with warm smiles 
for invisible cameras.

He in his WWII uniform
of a first class private Republican
with recent patriotic death technology experience.

She in a white satin...

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Last night I dreamed of you
With roses blooming in your eyes
I of late had often seen this
But today this image wavered, differed
Was it really just a dream – or,
Was I so desperate as to believe
That...

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young people all across this country 
     (The United States Of America), 
     this middle aged papa doth adore
stand arm against 
     pervasive...

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More than a vacation, a vocation
In the field of tranquility you
Search the Caribbean blue
Sensation or mental refuge

White sandy beaches wet
Peaches in drinks collect
Making the experience perfectly
Sweet, worthy as a bodily

Treat. Club nights, escapes
In lantern light...

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Foundation of the piece.

Mother's play such an integral, important part of a child's early life. And expands into everything else.

If you're lucky.

This piece is just a simple representation of that lasting legacy.

Did your mother leave...

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The sun spills through the window’s pane
And settles upon a cherry wood cane.
And on that cane an old woman leans
As she stares out the window at trees of green.

Her mind drifts back to much younger...

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Two boys were playing one day when this dirty little girl came over to ask there 
name,
one spoke out "whats it to you your poor ugly" and the other said "and lame,"
the little girl looked...

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I miss you
I missed you before you were gone
I missed you when we made eye contact for the fifth time as I glanced around the room, our eyes somehow always meeting
I missed you when we...

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