Long Rutted Poems
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Psychologically still thirteen
Psychologically still thirteen
Ordinarily meaning pre Internet days
familiarization with me would entail
bringing the avid listener
into my private mancave hideaways
less a physical place than a juncture in relationship,
(whereby one or the other of us)...
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Categories:
rutted, 7th grade, age, angst, birth, blue, family,
Form:
Rhyme
Where Art Thou Anonymous Benefactor To Offer Me Succor
Where art thou anonymous benefactor...to offer me succor?
Ah... methinks legal tender
could be a boon to help me bolster
mein kampf with necessary material equipage,
which prospect to acquire essential
commodities sabotaged
at the altar of...
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Categories:
rutted, 8th grade, absence, anger, angst, boy, confusion,
Form:
Free verse
Bergfried
I. The Settlement
Hickory bark bluffs
at the blend of two
...
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Categories:
rutted, adventure, allusion, metaphor, myth, native american, remember,
Form:
Narrative
Chinese Translations I
Chinese Poets: English Translations
These are modern English translations of poems by some of the greatest Chinese poets of all time, including Du Fu, Huang O, Li Bai, Li Ching-jau, Li Qingzhao, Po Chu-I, Tzu Yeh,...
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Categories:
rutted, children, heaven, moon, sorrow, spring, water, wine,
Form:
Free verse
All That Was Sparta
Our lusty voice was in the tramp of narrow, winding,
Scree-littered, deep-rutted roads;
Ravens, uttering guttural croaks, slow-wheeling above
...
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Categories:
rutted, myth,
Form:
Rhyme
Tea and Poetry In the Ides of March - Part One
Beneath a misty veil of ‘Euphoria’ by Calvin Klein, she dares to dream of acceptance in a world of wanna-be Literary Giants who are members of an elite writer’s group, as she drives along a...
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Categories:
rutted, satire,
Form:
Free verse
Bunyip Forest Revisited
Along the road called forestry, the silver ash weeps over me
as I meander 'round the dell and glade.
Pass scars of sand pits long disused, where gullies, washes speak ‘abused!’
Reclamation offers now a new facade.
Need for...
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Categories:
rutted, nature,
Form:
Rhyme
Cat Tracker
I look across the lounge room floor and silently I brood.
Looking back is something smug that’s caused a family feud.
It licks its paws; it grins at me, and knows it is protected,
and every wish it...
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Categories:
rutted, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
Recollections From the Golden Cree I
I know of a river of more than average
Sorts...
Meandering, when not dallying to maunder,
Between many differing contours
And unruly contorts;
Where a privileged youth once
Happily sought -
Pursuing about his passions
In the traditional methods
By which...
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Categories:
rutted, growing up,
Form:
Rhyme
Are You Still
Said Liberal Left
to Conserving Integral Right,
I'm not sure why
yet you still treat win/win progressive cooperative opportunities
as if hiding a covert coven risk
of loose
wild
loser LeftWing evil conspiring ecofeminists
struggling within a strictly secular political agenda box
of anti-white...
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Categories:
rutted, community, earth, health, humor, integrity, language, peace,
Form:
Political Verse
Twelve Mile
twelve miles of useless... road
if you want to call it that
so washed out, rutted, and rocky that
usually you drive around it
three beers to go such a tiny distance
hay meadows across the creek
always teaming...
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Categories:
rutted, health, home, longing, nature,
Form:
Free verse
Old Benson, Part I
Harvey grew up in a small Maine town,
due north of Portland, and out of the way,
like most kids he’d go to the school bus
at the beginning of every week day.
And every day that he made...
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Categories:
rutted, history, perspective, philosophy, science, science fiction, surreal,
Form:
Narrative
Heritage
The ranch on which I hang my hat, though short on most the frills,
Is thirteen sections, give or take, of rugged trails an’ hills.
We call it ‘home’, our little world, our very own frontier,
Amongst the...
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Categories:
rutted, adventure, cowboy-western, education, imagination, inspirational, native american,
Form:
Quatrain
Not His People, Part Ii
There came loud shouting, and more gunfire,
the killer frowned, grabbed a pistol and ran,
Rico struggled to escape from his bonds,
but they held him down like an iron band.
For another minutes bullets flew hot,
then a dead...
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Categories:
rutted, america, conflict, corruption, courage, culture, fear, wisdom,
Form:
Narrative
Loneliness of Gray
Loneliness of Gray
by Odin Roark
Could It Be…
The mirror by which we see ourselves
This captive freedom of art in all...
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Categories:
rutted, creation,
Form:
Free verse
1861
1861
Dust rises from the rutted road. Cannon laden caissons rumble slowly forward. A red sun competing with the campfires glow. Weary troops break camp, joining the ranks of
colleagues on the move. An enemy,...
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Categories:
rutted, historydeath, men, war, death, fear, men, war,
Form:
Narrative
Free Verse Ranch
Hear the clip-clop of iambic beats
Sounds like Shelley with a side of Keats
Is that the scritchity-scratch of a goose quill flickin’
Or just the tippity-tap of some mouse you clickin’..?
So you a prophet poet, regular Marley...
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Categories:
rutted, adventure, poetry, word play, words, writing,
Form:
Rhyme
Dreams Under Dust 1of2
i read and hear online the words
from the other side of the world,
the bearded angst and deeply rutted face
of a soul with far, far too much
sorrow to carry.
my eyes well, as...
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Categories:
rutted, family, introspection, life, loss, peace, people, children,
Form:
Narrative
His Last Parade
Not a flag was unfurled,
and no cornet trilled,
as the rain-swollen clouds,
the bleak valley filled.
The wind blowing cold
with a chill that pervades
as the caisson's old wheels
creaked through the glades
where leafless Live Oaks
their limbs upward...
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Categories:
rutted, america, death, introspection, loss, remember, sorrow, tribute,
Form:
Epitaph
I Will Watch the Sunrise and the Moon Set
I will watch the sunrise and the moon set
I will taste oysters and reap mint
I will harvest vegetables from the farm stand
I will live as an orphan adopted
finding joy in rain and in snow
I will...
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Categories:
rutted, age, beautiful, celebration, courage, love,
Form:
Free verse
Psychological Gridlock
WD-40 resistant, cranky
mental gears no longer appraised,
honored, nor prized
as a precision crafted tool
never adequately utilized,
when eyes stared blankly
taking up space...
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Categories:
rutted, death, dream, fire, leaving, love hurts, mom,
Form:
Bio
Bursts of Creativity
Bursts Of Creativity...
Asper myself tend
to occur late at night,
or early morn 'o follow
wing day unbeknownst
despite acute insight
how, when, where, why...
ideas swarm and bite
inspiration doth alight
try as I might to
coax, anchor right,
burning candlebox at
both ends during...
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Categories:
rutted, 11th grade, 12th grade, adventure, creation, happiness,
Form:
Rhyme
The Old Man and the Mule
A faint outline appeared in the early morn
a full moon still shed its light, dark shadows
spread across the land casting an eerie
shadow over the far distant hills.
An old buckboard clattered along...
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Categories:
rutted, life, old, work, old, time, work,
Form:
Free verse
She Comes, Part One
For all the night she trod the furrowed earth
As she has walked all winter in her wake
In seeking for the child she brought to birth
The maiden bride whom Hades chose to take
The gibbous moon is...
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Categories:
rutted, england, magic, mother daughter, mythology, nature, seasons,
Form:
Iambic Pentameter
Antebellum Elegy
Prologue
Abandoned and in disrepair the mansion
Is dark now; a story behind every stanchion.
An unwitting monument to a way of life,
Since foreclosed through bloody civil strife.
Antebellum
The hush of summer evenings cued the trilling
(Fiddled on...
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Categories:
rutted, history, native american,
Form:
Elegy