Long Rat tat Poems

Awaiting a growth spurt that never happened

When a boy,
I wanted to be as tall as my father
(he passed away October seventh
two thousand and twenty
linkedin to congestive heart failure),
who stood at his prime
about six feet and...

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I’m sitting in a dark, nothing but a T.V. on.
I’m watching horror movies, or am I watching paint dry.
I see people, I see faces, but I still can’t shake the feeling I’m being watched.
A scream...

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I have written to Him the great things
Of my law but they were counted as a strange thing
My people have sown the wind, and lands
 but they shall reap the whirlwind
they were counted as a...

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They were young then, now they would be old men looking across an empty beach, the sun at their back; for many this would be their last day to grow old; dead in the water;...

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If you hear the sound of rat-tat-a-tat
It's not a woodpecker or a chattering cat
Tis George F. Latulence an aristocrat
Playing ping pong with his gold crested bat.

A competitor and show-off he deems to be
Dresses each day...

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The silence...
The stillness
Akin to shadows, long fingers reach
Warriors and I
Lie here in the hallow
Fear…beside us, beseech!

Where is the enemy?
Whispers seem to ring out
Lips from my fingers, keeps head from arise
To quell eager peering about

I am...

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Leaves rustling beneath my feet as my eyes are captivated by the 
setting of the sun.  Many shades of pink dance upon the earth with 
brilliant light. Emotions of the breathtaking view overwhelm me...

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He awoke to the sounds of his alarm
Tedious sounds he heard bearing arms
Though gunshots blazing through his spine
The sounds of his are now yours and mine

His dead weighted arm hit the clock
The sounds disarmed for...

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Steam Travel
Steam Trains, are, archaic,
Romantic and prosaic,
It takes an army of volunteers
to keep these old trains going.
What will happen, in the future
There is just, no way of knowing,

To go by train,
on a summer's day out,
Hoping...

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Stop talking at me like you know my deepest fears… ^^???^^

You know nothing.    ^^&&&^^
You give orders,
   strange 
          twisted 
 ...

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Back to the beat
Even as the strumming sweat
Can’t wait to investigate
What we deem we procrastinate
Melody fine, blowing my mind
What beat is time
Time to watch the beat
Ever sweet
Tha’ rat a rat rat tat come on man...

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I wish i had been a child  fifty years ago
They had such wonderful games to play
Which their siblings used to know
But not played much in my day.

First with a skipping rope
Besides the normal skip
You could use...

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He had a dream one night that gave him such a fright 
 he was a Mexican laboring in a field that could not yield
 sun beat hot, parched and hungry, he did not like...

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fair day

tinkers came this morning 
out of the melting  sun
like a rainbow in a cloud of dust
their caravans noisily come

music swirled about them
and women's ribbons flew
in their coal black hair red roses
still wet with...

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A muted awakening this morning 
By a gentle wind driven rain
Beating a light tat rat tat rat
On the half open window pane,
Waking me with the trio of
Rain, whispering breeze
And the sighing of swaying 
Many branched...

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Sparks explode on piercing skies, to drown upon a basement of grass. 
An uzi and more cannons so keenly edged glimmer bright--
soon, real soon the red of blood will run dry.

City folks' imprints fade to...

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Still the  shaking out of the Middle East, 
Sometimes its carnivals rescheduling or  feast’;
An as much engulfing tremor as an earthquake, 
A time the normal man there rejects a piece of cake.

Hit targets...

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I’m sure no army prays for it:
It’s a soldier’s safe throat slit!
From behind a troop Rat-Tat-Tat,
A soldier would slump plus his hat…

Popularly, a batch’s ambush
Against them laid in a bush:
Something for which one makes retreats;
To...

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The rat-tat-tat of the rain on the window,
when the duvet's pulled tight round your head,
and its just gone six in the morning,
then its time to get out of your bed.

You can't bring yourself to eat...

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A threadbare sigh relentlessly lisps
    while he begs with twilight 
    for inner calm;
    Dear life...he is just a  young man, 
   ...

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ONOMATOPOEIA
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all live onomatopoeia of the night
howling, mewing, twit twooing, screeching, onomatopoeia
all live onomatopoeia of war
banging, booming, rat tat tat tating, screaming, onomatopoeia
all live onomatopoeia of woodland
tapping, flapping, singing, rustling, cawing, onomatopoeia
all live onomatopoeia of farmland
bleating,...

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Huddled out of sight.
in a corner. in a soundless state.
with confusion and want,
my gaze falls to my tiny lap
to this eager little kill-trumpet
outgoing in its' rat-tat-tat nature
a defiant, quaint little toy 
unapproachable.
coaxing.
Danger or no danger,
job...

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