Long Scuffs Poems

The pale apparition swirls in on night mist.
It envelopes her body, then breathes out its kiss.
Cold to her cheek as the fog to the shore;
She utters a sigh then sleeps deeply once more.
 
She’s new...

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my mind is screaming
merely mimicking my lost design 
my heart is bleeding 
memories of a dissolved time 
With the scorned child, I thought gone
the next stage of life has now begun

Feeling lost within my own...

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I stare at the world through slats in the blind
Which are partly obscuring the dazzle at times
There's nothing particular to spot there today
As even the birds seem to have all flown away

But once in a...

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You wore a green shirt, 
as I remember. 
It was bright and lit up your eyes.
Your smile scrunched, your eyes narrowed
sweetly, like you knew what you were doing.
You sat to my left, I was scared,...

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The October storm
In the valley would form
The rain and hail damage would perform
And meteorologists would predict another such storm

In the old house man is holding his wife’s pale hand
Hoping she and the unborn child would...

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Empty.
Used up.
Used full-stop.

Much as this is true, there's more to say than ever, just
Bursting to break through,
Stuck in my head, my throat, 
Clogged up with guilt,
I refuse to be a burden but I refuse to...

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The once magnificent garden had become a paradise of weeds towering high

Ragwort and dandelion shedding their seeds took over the lonely asylum

Rakes shears shovels and secateurs rested where Tim had left them to dwell

Mocking and...

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White Nikes
 By Alex Gordon 

At the end of summer, you find yourself inside a shoe store
A clean pair of white Nikes immediately catches your eye
You buy them without hesitation
The first day of school comes,...

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He step off the plane, his own plane, twin-engine Learjet,
The rain runs off his flat-brim as he glances up at the sky, the clouds
And with a glance at his wrist watch he follows his escort,...

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Cold day? 

I am not fazed or dazed By
Winter’s fast approach because In such cold days
I just indulge in the comfort of Clinging onto my curvaceous wife’s  gorgeous Cleavage
It’s like mind over matter as...

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The kitchen table 
was the centerpoint of childhood,
a place of gathering, 
an easel for artworks, battleground
for homework and Eden 
for the creation of lifeforms
moulded from plasticine. 

It was the Formica altar 
on which daily meals...

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A campaign for a bloody jewel!
The gold is in mine insides. Dig through if the greed
So eats you, so seduces you.

Do not fear me for risk of dirty hands; 
If you are afraid of the...

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I'm more than half way to the gates
or so the statistics fancy to say.
Seen a lot but need to see a lot more
haven't suffered or laughed enough
need a few more scuffs and scars
need to grow...

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Rhymes with “Stuff”
     By Dane Smith-Johnsen

Bluff is a cliff that above land is laid.
Bluffs are charades to win card games played.
Buff is a tint between white and brown.
Buff shines stuff; rub...

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Massage my back and slit my throat
As I moan and squeal with warm waves
Fuel and thanks
Wash me down in an oak casket before he leaves
Preparation unlocked as bloated juice shoots out in perfection with flaws
As...

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Yonder there, where twig figures bend
and blink out as a sea-swell slugs the beach,
there the netted thrash, then hauled, toggled and pinched
yet more, into a gill-snagging catch.

Far away a village rests, submerged
beneath a mossy night,...

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Built to take the abusive raqueteering
punishment unleashed upon me
by human beings

Towering around those agile people
so quick of foot and strong of arm
with blood sweat, and testosterone raging

Black rubber ball scuffs pure white painted walls
a dash...

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We had a few puffs 
and had a few scuffs
drank wine and some beer
listened to the old songs 
sittin' in the new Fongs
on across the road from the TC Square

I had an old truck all...

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If I could just use my tongue, oh what a tale I'd tell
   One filled with your neglect, that's made my life hell

You've worn me out; you've filled me with holes
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Trouble  

I've stayed away from trouble
Straightened up my life
I pay the rent
when rent come due
I gotta a day job
I'm goin to school
I give up the whiskey
the late nights out
I got  myself a savings...

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I've stayed away from trouble
Straightened up my life
I pay the rent
when rent come due
I gotta a day job
I'm goin to school
I give up the whiskey
the late nights out
I got  myself a savings account
But here...

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Willing to look at your weathered
Face and weep. Trace the cardboard tear.
Run my finger down those little cracks
Rubbing hairs, breaking spines
Then laugh.

I can lay here on this non-existent slab
Pretending death. Imagining which organ
You have crushed...

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No ball games, keep out, no access
	and please keep off the grass,
	restricted zone, no entry here unless you show your pass.
	Stay clear, don't go beyond this point,
	warning! Electric fence!
	(you could tell by the transformer-
	 unless...

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An idiom by which she's always stuck
is 'having one's head buried in a book'
The truth behind it, she was unprepared
that morning as she went to climb the stairs.
Stopping to lift a bottle, bad mistake
especially when...

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There is no glass container,  
no ultra-clean preservation.  

Even if you've only sat on the sill,  
my belief about knocks varies day to day.  

Let me paint myself ~ my purest...

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