Long Railings Poems

Damian Stood with the front 
Door opened and said,  "Family! 
We will be leaving in fifteen 
Minutes. Do whatever you have
To before we hit the road. Use
The bathroom whatever! 
Come on!! HAKIM!! About 7
minutes...

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Unquotable quotes: Tale-Carriers, Gossip-Mongers, Courrier-Pigeon Caretakers, Smoke-Signal Puffers and Tom-Tom Thumpers – XXVI

Could there be such things as political shenanigans or inter-continental warfares, even catastrophes, natural disasters, tsunamis, irruptions, conflagrations, inundations, landslides, typhoons, tornadoes, hurricanes,...

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GUNSHOT WOUND TO THE HEART 


From a two-room schoolhouse high on a hill over the Fundy Bay, I sat at an old wooden desk daydreaming. The ink stains and etchings which were dug deep into...

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Stars fall under failing skies...stars fall...stars fall...
But stars do not cry.
Into Ochs valley, through the Vale of White Horse...prancing 
besides a Dragons Hill;
It was here that a Roundhead - did a Royalist Cavaliers blood in...

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{“You can’t fight for what’s left in you, 
You cannot fight against the waging war that disrupts within you. 
You can’t be against it, it was fulfilled with nature, the nature of you with every...

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August 11 2032
It was the Day after Damian's 
39th birthday. The Seven were 
Now a year old. They slept in 
Two big beds welded together.
It still appeared as one big 
Crib because of the railings.
The...

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Joy in mourning
opens this new eye day.

Am I OK?

Healthy?

Compromised
yet survive able
air inhaling
"Death, tonight,
or some tomorrow,
my life's inevitable
closed,
no longer curious,
final answer."

Warm, wet exhaling,
"My moisture, too,
dying to reopen
yet another deep breath 
resurrecting dawn."

Is my heart still beating
safe...

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Sun setting over the dark green fringe of a shivering lake on the last day of winter
An old man still unbent sits on a deserted wooden bench
   with the load of his cares...

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Tower
             An abandoned old ten storied tower I reach
              ...

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A fat flat packed duck billed platypus was not on a platter. In fact it had escaped under a robe. With a robin. The robin was to be stuffed into a pigeon which was stuffed...

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I feel invisible. And Christmas feels like another terror crisis for families. I design 
every city, feel no pity for this except, and  can't travel and have romantic sex in the 
cities with my...

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Let me tell you a story . . . 

The RMS Titanic steamship was the largest 
and most magnificent ship in the world (at the time)
high as an 11 story building 
and long as 4...

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Deep ocean of azure blue

Overhead seagulls circling flew

In constant motion, heaving sides

The old merchant ship upon it rides

Rust scorched it's barnacled coat

Salt encrusted railings forever afloat

On the horizon's sinking sun's amber glow

Beckons enticingly along the...

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Little adobe house on 160 acres
She grows flowers. I grow corn
Tomatoes, watermelon, etc.
Peace, love, hope, and joy
Grow themselves

Porch faces orange blazes
Draped over the rugged Mules
And a barn owl hoovers over
An old water tank with a...

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With that invisibilty of age
I can fly my life like a kite !
Uninvited and unseen,
albescent, grey, you know what I mean,
( not the first flush of youth or strong,
the young forget that we were young,...

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My hometown, my lost friend,
Thank you for greeting me once again,
at a time when we both are lost.
When I wander your streets,
you also wander within me,
weaved into my thoughts.
Winding down to your core,
to the oldest...

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Had a dream about my Pa tonight, We all went out with them to Lake Loral Nancy His wife cooking up a good ol' Chicken Pot Stew slow-cooked set way up high atop the hickory...

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Sitting uncomfortably on my kitchen chair, waiting for the doorbell to ring,
I think back to past Halloweens, underlying feelings - this uneasiness thing.
Do these feelings stem from my childhood or knowledge of All Hallows’ eve,
Or...

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I walked along route 58
There was Mumbai dreams and Harbor Freight
A hippie guy sold sunglasses from a stall
One had a rosy tint, I paid 5 dollars, that was all.
There was a warning label with it,...

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It was a lovely morning and we - that is Marge and me 
decided the kids deserved a treat, so off we went. 
We live in Barking, so we didn't have far to go. 
We...

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A sword of the heavens did glean

From railings and arbors 
of dead thorn and bramble,
where ghostly reminders remain

Fall droplets of blood ‘pon
a crimson embroider
 left carelessly out in the rain

Our story begins
in a deep mountain...

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Bending the darkness

Look at you cowering, haunted by fiction
Shapes at the window of menacing tone
Tearing your hope into shreds as you lie there
Gazing at ceilings and feeling alone

Afraid to put both of your feet on...

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Shame on you for dismissing the phrase as cliche.
Tough we might hear the slogan a thousand times this year;
Remember for just a moment,
		There's a meaning
Behind the words that fall bountiful
		And beautiful on a stubborn pair...

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Some would call me homeless.  I call myself a traveler.  In this city I traverse the wonder of human art and nature's beauty as if the two have melded together as one. ...

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(7/5 Trochee form)

“You were such a sweet smart girl,”
my mom says to me
when I ask her how I was 
in my infancy.

Then she always tells me how
early I first talked,
saying “Jesus loves me” first;
At six...

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