Long Scruff Poems

My love is light (a fairy kiss?)          
               Like the pressure of...

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Strong suspicion a 2024 presidential win...

for the trumpeting don
spells loss for democracy
after inauguration day
witnesses his swearing-in
nepotism will run rampant
lawlessness the name of the game
of thrones breaking apart ramparts
of inalienable rightful
freedoms rent sunder, whereby nothin
can stop...

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Hubby was working, out of town, lately, so we went to pick him up.
And we passed thru the town of Metropolis in our ancient pickup truck.
Now don’t think Dragon didn’t notice, that this was the...

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gardens are where we are:

  from "Eden" to "Gilgamesh", "Babylon" to "Gethsemane"
  from mountain to coast, town to country
  from wetlands to desert oasis, under the sea to the edge of ice
...

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Nero the god! I had a dream. 
There I was at the foot of Mount Olympus.
 Mother was with me as usual. 
As we reached a cross-roads, Agrippina said: 
"Come Nero, here we turn left"...

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While walking my dog in a field one day,
a massive black bull appeared in the way.
It snorted and grunted and pawed at the ground,
I could tell by its face that I couldn’t walk round.

Now here...

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Eating alphabet soup with a straw so you can play Scrabble with the leftovers
Lyrics from an obscure band is music to your ears
Shaving off the November scruff that was plastered on your face
Nightmares are less...

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It was love at first sight seeing your furry faces. 
To scoop you up and take you to various places. 
Me and Ash are so happy to be your mom and dad. 
Your shenanigans made...

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Many years ago my partner gave me an unexpected birthday surprise,
A trip to Lake Windermere, the beauty of it there’s no compromise.

The hotel where we stayed was right on the edge of the lake,
A perfect...

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He wore a cloth white shirt accompanied 
by a leather vest 
with brown, baggy trousers full of dirt 
tucked into rugged boots for best fit.
Deep, brown eyes and delectable pouty lips,
hidden under new morning scruff,
brush...

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It was the "Old West" and the town dusty
When in on his horse came a galloper named Rusty.

He ran into the saloon and shouted aloud
"Big Red's a Comin'" ... which stunned the crowd.

They started to...

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Dragon always needs to be entertained, or there’s trouble brewing, I Say!
So we got him an electric train set, for him and his penguins the other day.
But naturally, he had to sit in the middle...

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As I sat here I gaze at the sky. 
The clouds you see,the blue in the scene. 
One could just get lost watching them go by. 
Looking for their life among them,the answers they seek....

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Every boy has his toys,
and each girl her dolls;
and as they grow they are put away where light can't enter:
there in that closet, which often memory recalls
how delightful and merry their days were,
but wishing for...

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I said, “Don't fall in love,” the day we met;
“I travel light upon the open road.
My scruff and scrawl has long ago been set,
don't somehow have the dream that I have changed.”

It's clear that you...

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With a basket woven brown, covered in linen, hiding goodies under cross stitched flowers
She with the Crimson Hoodie, and a smile like cookies and cream
Heading for the cottage so cute, and the walls pale white,...

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Here I am,
sitting at my desk watching an old 
romantic comedy on my computer, 
the kind of thing I wouldn’t have been 
caught dead watching in my youth.

The height of uncool,
the epitome of maudlin sentimentality,
I’d...

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Let my words bring on the darkness
May my words wrap you in shadow and scrape the inside of your skull
Scarring my beautifully sadistic scenarios on the inside of your braincase
Let my words coat you in...

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Sheila Watters and her two young daughters were out for a stroll one day.
When all of a sudden big Bertie McCrudden jumped out and blocked her way.
"A couple of kisses from the little misses and...

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Just testing the night
The surgeons of sky
 to see
a Sky-net so faulted and frank
unflinching but still true

Full of expectation and hope...Just touching the night
feeling the texture of it
Remembering you and hoping that you're well

like a...

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A conversation between Katherine Hepburn
              and Spencer Tracy     


My Katherine  My Spencer

Oh, my Spencer, you're much shorter...

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They got him as a puppy when Danny was nearly three.
He was a scruffy little fellow and had no pedigree.
Daddy asked, "What are you going to name the little tyke?"
"Scruff" said Danny. "I think that's...

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if cigarettes didn’t make me stink for days,
if I’d ever figured out how to tap the ash away
from my trembling fingertips,
I would sit on the porch taking a long drag
instead of filling the empty space...

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I
He left to learn more: art of love to make,
And sun down, wished to rest in a village,
To take off at the dawn soon as to wake,
A graceful woman gave him a cottage.

‘Forget me not...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Twenty-Nine

“Sire!” cried a lame yea-sayer: “I know this mad hookah addict!”
“Then drag him here by the scruff of neck be it hook or by trick!
But first when thou...

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