Long Remodeled Poems

I had for long been impoverished, as is often the case with writers,
Though I worked most diligently, at times even pulling all-nighters.

Rosy dreams kept me going, although times were frequently rough,
As black night fuels its...

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Enveloped in the mayhem of covid-19
We are seating ducks in our homes
Anxiously pondering about how the world post Covid- 19 would be like
Would it be welcoming?
Or rather vicious like a mad dog?
But one thing is...

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The truth is stranger than fiction.
As they say,
you can’t make this stuff up.
It was the middle of summer,
And I was looking for a way to defeat
Fort Sill’s Oklahoma heat.
Escaping to the cooler climate
of Buffalo New...

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Nothing in my life has ever been anything like this.
When I started my company it was nothing but bliss.
I invented a company called “The Edit Centre”
Back in ’86, I was quite the inventor.

The business model...

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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 two months left to go, in the year of 2012, I must not be too complacent.
However the first ten months have brought much joy and few sorrows. 
The most exciting events have been the...

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Going Home
I went home again, at last
   just after the mid March winter blast,
   as many years had slipped into the past
   lost too often to both time and...

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Out of the pot of Nature's Heritage we were created.
The taste of originality to savor, such novelty to behold.
Fearfully and wonderfully adorned with a spirit nurtured as a replica of our being.
A magnificent culture of...

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Well perhaps I should talk about foreclosure,
Let’s see, at first as it begins to happen
 it feels like your life is being flattened
By a big ole dozer.
It is an especially dire , disheartening fate,
When one’s...

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In my grandpa’s field I stand midst rows of grain
 whose gray-green blades stir softly in the moaning wind.
A night chill permeates my skin.
I look down at my arms and legs and realize
I’m a little...

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It was no longer easy like Sunday morning. I was cold inside.
I was perplexed, confused, and did not have a clue of what to do.
I asked my closest friends, "What shall I do?" As time...

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pounding 
grinding 
drilling
sawdust
plumbing scraps
empty boxes 
strewn from 
bedroom to bathroom
and everywhere in between ...
a miner's shanty once
propped up 
on timbers with 
no firm foundation ...
that's okay
jack it up
pour a footer
it has one now
reroofed, rewired, re-plumbed
remodeled...

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I came to see you at the remodeled hospital
there were bright tiles, statuary Marys, and assorted saints
"full code" was on the door.
We talked about your eventual escape and some summer plans
Now ,I am informed by...

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AN INCOMPLETE LOVE STORY

Once upon a time, long, long ago in a far away land, the land where Xxxxxx lived, there was a girl named Yyyyyy.  Xxxxxx was smitten with Yyyyyy but he was...

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I’m very pleased to introduce to you
something once a toy made completely new.

All you need are two good legs and balance! But it’s not a bike.
It’s as healthy as biking, so cyclists, take a hike!

It’s...

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He was airlifted to another place. 
The heath, the dales, 
the ridges, the high moors,
they all began to slip away 
under throbbing wings. 

Occasionally a woman would approach,
a silk moth in the semi-gloom
of a night...

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He was airlifted to another place.
The heath, the dales,
the ridges, the high moors,
they all began to slip away
under throbbing wings.

Occasionally a woman would approach,
a silk moth in the semi-gloom
of a night flight;
he was tucked semi-consciously
into...

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Not a true vacation just an afternoon away from home and have lunch out of town.  All along the wayside the lushness of summer spread out verdantly on each side of the road. ...

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Always before when we were bored we built something new or remodeled a bathroom or a closet.
Or something.
This is the third house that we have built from scratch.
It is perfect.
We knew now what we did...

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His hands were made of Joy and when he touched her face
light bursts, breaching her skin, burning holes through paper skies.

Years laid like bricks in his eyes–sturdy stacks of life surviving in copper fields.
Her porcelain...

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She was an old lady, widowed for years long.
Mrs. Sims was her name, lived a block away.
She was alone, her three children were gone.
Never a caring word did she hear them say.

I was busy, a...

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WITH MORE PAINS AND ANGER THIS POEM HAS WRITTEN 
TO RAISE FROM ALL UN WANTED BELIEFS AND FAITHS 

TO A SUPPRESSED
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She was just twelve or thirteen and
her pays didn't changed from her face
A natural change...

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Invisible orchid on a broken, dark shelf
Cellophane of tears in a silent loud speaker shape 
Rushed  steps looking for the right gift
Frustrated men not knowing how to show love

It's still alive, patterns of pinkish...

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Years of grace
Moments of stamina
The GATE was finally in place
The lock wielded
The key in hand
Finally, choice had a face

Ready for guests to come
The garden grew wild
As she awaited her chance
Not to offer invitation
Not to release...

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Glass illusions forestry of butterflies in flight 
swiveling and turning wing, aiming for sun 
hovering over lulling waters of purple hues  
Breathing like flowers, frilling up the air 
inside a cornucopia world of rich...

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