Long Pocketed Poems

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"I'm pregnant."

A snake chill suddenly crawl in his spine when he heard her words. Icy sweats ran to his brows. He was astound! Tongue-tied. How else could...

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I crowned the write full missus "champ paean practical joker"

The following moniker “innocent prankster” 
awarded, hashtagged, and qualified wife
as trickster de jure appended 
to alluded spouse 
(then of twenty five plus years),
when she pulled a...

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...Ideally Primed To Write...

Fallow wing on figurative
     awk kill lees heal
of: "My on call (Uncle)
     Muse Never Sleeps"-
     which hoop fully

  ...

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The most awaited result got announced, but 
Internet hadn't landed the soil of my country then.
Televisions were tabled in few pocketed places,
Still they worked, minute and achromatic.

With huge audience circled, signal was word alien,
Viewers would...

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The most awaited result got publicized, but
Internet hadn't landed the soil of my country.
Televisions were tabled in few pocketed places,
Still they worked, minute and achromatic.

With huge audience circling, signal was word alien,
Viewers would holler in...

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An unkempt man approached me one dark evening
'In pursuit', he said, 'of a favour'
'A drink' he explained, but I was unsure of his meaning
When he specified it should be of a refined yet peculiar flavour
Then...

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H e walks down the road 
O n the dark twisting never ending road
P ushing past the invisible chains that had once held him back
E arth breaking in bits and pieces, like crumbs from a...

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Good news came my way today February 21, 2021 courtesy late father

Papa - purportedly named
after paternal grandmother
Sadie, her mom's Yiddish name
Basia Brana (or Brandla),
she took two B letters and
found American boys' names
that kind of echoed
her...

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I crown the missus "champ impractical joker"

Unbeknownst the wife appeared unusually upbeat,
she did pretend and succeed
to give yours truly a special treat
aforementioned item alluded to purchased
at Liberty Ministry thrift store

3841 Ridge Pike
(some miles further east
same...

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The old Ford truck was dustin’ the gravel roads that day
I was listening to some pounding seventies hits
My second bottle was about empty by my thirst

Nothing much else to do on a hot dry southern...

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Terrorism is a villainous violence, 
Used by those who disagree,
Bloodshed breaks the somber silence,
Between those who feel unfree. 

However, when one disagrees
With how the system works,
They are targeted by an intelligent team
Of thieves who wear...

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In the supine chambers of my mind: 
Thoughts of different hues spring up unsought
They crisscross like fireflies in the dark  
Dancing virtually 3D all night

Love isn’t always reciprocal
In several cases; many will vouch.
One way...

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Still reeling (albeit figuratively) after amidst realization...
keys to apartment and 2009 Hyundai Sonata went missing

Yesterday August tenth year
two thousand and twenty one,
I experienced blitzkrieg of explosive panic
shattering an ordinarily calm veneer
me (a doubting Thomas) resorting...

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Hands awaken! Speak out! Answer to sacred shouts,
subterranean whispering, to stars above rooftops—
thread sunlit branches with the chattering of a thousand leaves.

If fluxes and urgencies of confusion or death
should drawn you into your self-box, I...

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say this for Justine
though sweet she often turns mean
Justine wasn't keen
on men who might misuse her
she kept track of where they were

worked the bar and grill
at the bottom of West Hill
bears beer, food  and...

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Squeezing out a saturated rag.
Torn asunder, pieces of a heart.
Head, eyes, lips, arms — sore-sag.

I’d thought I’d known weeping.
I was only dreaming; nightmares
hidden in caves, silently creeping.

A mime’s hand, waving away his smile,
pocketed in eternity’s...

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The young lieutenant's uniform
pressed and fit; a second skin 
he was young; strong, as once was I
On his face the surety of innocence,
it set his jaw, as mine had been
back when good and bad were...

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it starts out full of determination, 
crusading with vision and vigor
a strong staff, new boots, and a good hat.
a map with direction and no mud stains

walking with purpose in mid-afternoon
the clouds in the distance poignantly
seem...

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“Freedom Fall 8 and the Removal of Ray Bans”



The Dilettante Diaries: New Chapter 

Sometimes it’s necessary 
to 
Lose 
to
Win

Freedom Fall 8 
Sans Rays

A new chapter.
Light, waves 
and
dances 
barefoot
with the 
Soft gumshoes 
Hustling to Win
with the...

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The Penny

At the Dollar store.

“Excuse me,”
She said
As I got into my truck.

“You dropped this.”
And handed me 
a nondescript penny.

I thanked her
And drove away.
Only in Myakka City.

(Often times as I pull my cell phone from my...

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Pretty double dipping fingers,
smooth peanut butter skin quality
Jelly coated lies that lip lingers ... 
has a heart so sticky and slippery

Welcoming the curious to come take a bite of guise,
lust smeared desire tasted between white...

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Technological age.
Advancement of advancement,
Digital acceleration unlimited.

Gifted and pocketed,
This watch,
Dull dark silver,
True and tested mechanic,
Short and sturdy chain,
Analogue accuracy.

It fits comfortably in my jeans pocket,
Ages alongside my creasing lines with wear marks,
Time isn't well kept with...

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down past the cold undercurrents of 
Virginia's Woolf, and Sylvia's wrath
searching through their darkest hearts
too many writers take another path

from fulfillment, and in their cups
awash with sullen antidepressants
pondering if they'll get enough
of life to even...

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Mama's Golden Pond Cried


Mama loved to chew 
off the Golden Pond
bone
chew the fat
of their autumn leaves, 
dressed in splendor,
a scenic lake and cabin,
her pseudo stage,
of her new found barbies,
smiling at her
smile they did
so minted the...

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The bystanders in agony watched
While pinned down, his life flushed.
Seemingly, with Tears caked eyes
He choked on his pain and cries.

Why Does the black skin invoke hatred?
Why Does racism seem elated?
Humanity cries for pardon 
Which seems...

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