Long Sharp eyed Poems

With the Trolls passed out on the grass...the regrettable task
    now fell to the brave Talkalot.
He moved to the gate and taking a sip from his flask...
    he stared...

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1. We are upstairs, rolling on a derailleur
much fun is timely prepared by fate’s chauffeur
rooms facing each other is the plasticine
the models of our contact is the icing
from her own end, she chooses my Tuxedo
and...

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Might help explain how fruit
full this harmless poetic brute,
(a Methacton School of hard knocks
grad), who sports astute
demeanor with ample
brew netted locks,
vaguely androgynously cute,

his trademark signature hirsute
unstyled wavy hair
tell tale characteristic,
not that I care if anyone
gives...

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Perched on figurative shoulder...
taking devil's advocate stance...,
with sharp eyed cognizance
of course Joe King abidance!

Wild eyed traitor Joe Schmoe,
albeit Democrat subjects himself to grow
wing skepticism at impeachment show
whip lashed, viz strapping jock who stow
weapons of mashed...

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Monarchy Martyr!!!                                 ...

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Cassius Crow

Cassius Crow was a big old bird
with shiny feathers, long and black.
his family members, near and dear
jawed at each other - clackity clack.

Cassius' flock nested in a wood
full of pine from old Monterey
and as...

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I HAVE BEEN TWO PEOPLE

I have been two people, maybe more,
devised ways to meander through the
lives of those I’ve touched.

These encounters have not all been pleasant.
I have been defender, protector, anger’s liaison,
pained deflector of the...

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Is it Epson Salt?

All those nice villas along the coast are empty save for stray cats and those too poor to live inland because the sea stinks like bouillabaisse gone off. Marine life and sea...

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Carnages carry great weight in a ten inch bowl nut under thinking when vaporised is not noted to be a wise, nor sensible, or productive decision. Pushing barrows of bees down a motorway is deplorable....

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At first you came to our class... 
         only six of us to be taught,
We shivered under your sharp eyed frown,
At our spelling mistakes.... 
  ...

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Old timers in a dark tavern were telling tales
I was the eavesdropper, and none seemed to know
Where exactly is the hanging tree? One asked.
I was horrified, but not enough to quit listening.
An address was given,...

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The phone app said "unhealthy"
To describe Denali's air.
The sky was gray and smoky
All the hours we were there.

So we were disappointed;
Thought the day would be a bust
'Til somebody hollered "Moose!"
Our brakes kicked up a heap...

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Perched high upon the escarpment
of sandstone rubble, the boy sat,
shaded from the rising of the sun
in the shadow of Kings.
Sharp eyed he preyed 
upon the tourist below, and to his God Allah.
His path was a...

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Dew drops grace green grasses
Soothing like my pearly power shower
I choose the right outfit for an orange day
Under the fruit bowl by Vincent Van Gogh 
Breakfast bar stool welcomes hungry hips
Honey dew melon kisses lips
Pray...

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We should see no evil the teachers taught us.
School faculty had butter, we margarine,
They relished the toasted white, while we ate brown bread;    
Always on the wrong we suffered they were Right.
Ringing...

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I’m pinned by fingers of the stars
five digits pointing blame,
plucking strings of guilt’s guitar
the tune always the same.

Abominations I committed
suspect of sin before the act.
My vile vices all admitted
be they false or be they fact.

The...

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Remembering Achill island where:
landscape so barren echoes with loneliness.
Remnants of harsh winter slowly receding,
leaving terrain behind burnt from elements.
Will spring bring a green renaissance?

High on cliffs inquisitive Peregrine Falcon,
sharp-eyed and watching ocean frenzy.
Arrogant bird of...

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A buzzard from his vantage point of sweeping lofty heights
Enjoyed a cornucopia of captivating sights.
He soared above the rolling hills, the meadows and ravines,
His bird's-eye-view encompassed ocean blues and forest greens.
But once, a splash of...

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Portugal

On the tree lined avenue in Loulé leaves are beginning 
to fall, still green even if a bit paler than normal. 
It is afternoon and September, but still hot. Sparrows 
are flying in from the...

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I want to walk with you
on the hills of tomorrow
drag fingers like tines
in the dark dirt
prepared by centuries
of anticipation
nothing but a few shoots
of grass there
waiting perfectly
for growth, some
human attendance, some
ones to roll
and plant deeply
sending roots
to...

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On March fourteenth, the day of pi
I pined to buy an apple pie
A python spied me at the door,
a sharp-eyed pirate on the floor

Oh piebald pipe of piety
Do not aspire to piracy!
A spiny pain will...

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Imagine ... our continental divide,
seen by nose lengthers who are not sharp-eyed.
The Yellow-Bellied Marmots, host the most,
from the northernmost down off the west coast.
There are six varieties of marmots
that live in the area, and what...

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In the lockers of the classroom desks
You find lunchboxes, of all shapes and forms. 
Some replaced from time to time, 
But others to appear only at lunch break. 
Filled as they come, empty as they...

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