Long Seacoast Poems

These steep hills are part of me
Where I learned to ride a bike
And gazed over the industrial haze
And ice-dammed the steep melting  streets
So the toy boat couldn’t
Drift out of control downslope.

Now,  like snow...

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I cherish my freedom
Hard earned though it was
Through the abolitionist railway
And those who supported the cause

An African slave,
though free upon birth
I was sold as a slave
And was now bound to the earth

Run for the caves...

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6/27/17

What do all the relics mean?
Was the creation of hell from dreams?
Yes, well it seems
There are far too many expressing jealousies
Therefore manifesting destinies

Those on a power trip
Usually turn sour quick
Once they are exposed as counterfeit
And...

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Feelings are those seismic ocean waves,
they capture evanescent moments,
a Jack-o-lantern thought which might vanish,
deep breath of ink blue laden vortex,
I wallow in the beneficial sweep,
elation at each seacoast prompt,
banshee wail current of moss-rim swirl,
laughter that...

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You Shine of the sun like delighting the senses,
Me the flowing water,beauty enhances.

You twinkling of the stars making darkness glittering,
Me the silent seacoast,waves do flirting.

You the sparking firefly making shrubby cage beautiful,
Me the attracted bug,scenario...

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Once she had blossomed, a bold, independent spirit, educator, wife, mother, grandmother; now she is barely hanging on.

I sit beside her bed holding a limp, withered hand in mine. A hand which, when younger and...

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One more hot, deserted and silent road
I have chosen this path in life
This lonely domain of thinkers
Some neurotic, some shy, some bold-

Rare do I find those who belong 
in this domain-
When we do cross paths...

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CULLERCOATS*    DREAM    REVISITED



Lifeboat bright  on  its modern track
Like shining star   in the early  dawn
Confronts  the eroded view of the wreck -
Once was ...

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The mornings’ sleepy yawn awakes
I arise from bed as she breaks
Seafarer

Trees bend to wind in mock salute
With coffee to porch I do scoot
By seaside

Salt air swirls a foggy retreat
While sounds of the ocean keeps beat
In...

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Where Seamen Flows


tootsie 
booby

flaps wings
that sing

the night
hymns tight

for bread
embed

that fills
her bill

3/20/17


Writer's Notes-fishermen go out to sea, bring in a nice catch. Birds follow the boat in. Fishermen have a big load of cash in their...

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Love is divine, I am the ghost,
Love is marine, I am seacoast,

	Love is serene, I am annoyed,
	Love is creator, I am destroyed,

Love is giving, I will take,
Love is making, I will break,

	Love is reaching to...

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May we be blessed to acknowledge all the wonders in our life
that have, for us, thus far accrued…
and to begin each day with a word of thanks…
and thoughts of gratitude.

Today I’m thankful for two-spirit people
I...

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