Long Pin down Poems

the Universe, a self-defining everything
  but then, what of the Cosmos wherein we all dwell?
  that big bang blast, forever on a far-flung fling
  from beyond and within which, lurks heaven and...

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I find it curious that people will debate the nature of God, with one side saying it is irrelevant as He doesn't exist and the other sure they can pin down the nature, the complexity,...

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LIGHT VERSE AND NONSENSE VERSE VII

Fair Elle was an eely lover
who squiggled beneath the covers ...
She was hard to pin down!
When I did it, she’d frown,
then wouldn’t do none of my druthers!

There once was a...

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Making my way through the Dollar General hoping to get an economy pack of Thank You cards to send out to all the people who had just given me expensive gifts  

(Not really; I...

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The death of a man, it comes from inside.
It's a slow killer, its name other than pride.

Pride has different forms, manifests in different ways;
but it's always a killer, a high price he pays.

Pride will ruin...

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Only the disturbing wings of the fly
Hissing at the corners of the gravy room
Who died still a puzzle
Straight heads would pass for a lecture room
Black robed in a modern market square
High benched listen ready to...

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Craving to flush my vast worries downstream
Memory filters the sludge from the cream
Clutching too tightly to that curdling knot
Such a rancid batch is far from supreme
The only constant is change it would seem
Life springs anew...

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On a ledge and in trace of paths to incandescent tunnels away from illusive digression.
Voices fade overhead into narrowing echo of screams amid mild depression.

I drown in the shadows to escape the mean pressure from...

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Spring peaches ripen in the moon's shadow.
On the other side, wounded lambs moan
I grasp a whiff of strawberries
      inimical twilight
         cynical quadrant
              whimsical 
   ...

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The pitch the peak of senses piqued
each completely


Let me see

searching my memory 
biking down Laurier
locking eyes with a hawk flying in the opposite lane
is probably my most memorable favourite sight seen


Epitome of sound

if I went...

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Sold

To be sold by the people
Who were supposed to love you
To be sold at 
Just 9 years old
For alcohol and laughs 
To be sold 
Day after day
Why fight?
To be sold by people
Who were supposed to...

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Fog unravels its gray threads to smother the sky
and numb the mind,
words slip away to find other mouths
to fall from.

Wallowing in a low funk,
enveloped by a dull dislike
of these sprawling hours,
and this gun-metal sky
shuffling along
as...

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Be not proud of history 
Let say more of nothing related to it
If we are to make ground beyond mere story
And avoid the challenge of beautiful game that turned  

The start was crazy to...

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He built motels
across America
loving the land so much
he could sleep anywhere
on her
in her
cheaply,
predictably.

Anywhere was home to him.
Home was not special
but same.
Same bars of soap,
same color wrappers.
Same towels.
Same smells almost.
Same views.

Home across
the human spirit
of imaginary states.

Just...

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There's a river that twists in the mind
that I plunder and ravish with sieves,
on crusades to the summit of rhyme
where my Phoenix of tropes and schemes live.

In a war to free diction's fair Queen
where the...

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I remember the high arc of your line
casting into horse-maned waves,
strong hands as yet untroubled 
by trembling, easily reeling smaller fish
to throw back in, again and again, a circle
of give and take, and how after...

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It’s hard pin down when precisely
the world went insane.
It all began with a manufactured virus,
that obvious fact was hotly denied by many,
however the unscrupulous
quickly used the viral outbreak
to tyrannize the people.

Fear was used to control...

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I sit here with intense emotions crashing through me
One by one they resound within me with an earth-shaking clarity
As I try to pin down names to them, to piece back together my shattered order,
The names...

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’ ‘’’’’        ‘’   ‘

this thing called time ; i can't quite pin down
the humor,  the thrill, and the pang ,
how it marinades or starts to...

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She senses a strange feeling in her heart,
less than full-blown and yet more than a thought.
It's not quite love, but it could be its start,
yet it's hard to pin down; it shifts a lot.

Sensations that...

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Sometimes love
is not my first impulse,
guts and bandages
a lethal cocktail
for the heart;
when good-times
have lost
much their appeal,
one never seems 
too old
for heartbreak--

A great deal of my life
spent in hospitals
and transit vehicles,
counseling the poor
and possessed;

I think, for...

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Walking a city that isn’t your own,
While part of a group or a couple, alone,
You notice the buildings, the shops and cafes,
All prepped and inviting to welcome your gaze.

Of course, more than harbor or castle...

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Enciphered heart, yet unread –
Hope, a promise yet unsaid –
Us, a race that’s yet to run –
Her, a puzzle yet undone –

She’s a thought I can’t pin down,
Not adjective, verb or noun.
Her enigma vexes me...

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Exsanguinating leeches
Rich cream on ripened peaches,
Or Riviera beaches,
tickling the ears it reaches

Exsanguination is to bleed
A practice we no longer need
Now, Coumadin can quickly speed 
The death of rats, poison indeed!

Like Sisyphus, his rocky hill
Now Eliquis,...

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the blank face
           of loneliness
 catches the mood
&speaks aloud 

  a unique moment
       in time 
captured in paint
...

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