Long Skeet Poems

Like Hannibal we crossed the pass and crossed 
   the Alps (okay, the Brynderwyn Hills) 
and a bridge too far on north-west passage.
   From out of the Valley of Mizpah 
to...

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                           I
On the hill betwixt Carlisle and Deep Creek
...

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There were no gold medals to pin
and no starters gun to begin
but for sure we were out to win
               the Baptism...

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The day was short and I was tall,
oops, got that backwards after my fall,
for I was mixed up and worried,  befuddled I say
on this brand new morning in the month of May.
I set out...

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Far off the beaten track and trail
        on quest for music’s Holy Grail
led pilgrims on biblical scale 
         more than...

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                         I
With all the world a thousand feet below
  ...

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Reason number 1, your beauty hits me like a punch, 
I'm leaned against the ropes and passed out drunk, 
but that's whasup,

the Reasons 2-10, I just can't wait to meet again, I'll 
share my rigormorted...

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As the side of my head,
Touches the side of my pillow,
It was like my lips meeting with that of my lover,
I felt... One.
But here he come
Boom boom boom!
Knocking, but more so banging on my door,
Poppa...

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'Mosquito Pete' (or 'Skeet') for short
A seasoned guy, the strangest sort
It was the only name we ever knew
His story known by very few

A weathered old maverick on a country lane
A bit peculiar, not at all...

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Do you know what grinds my gears?
Its been building in me for a few years.
People driving and texting, just letting their mind linger.
They almost hit me, then cut me off, then give me the finger....

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Yawning eyes, a window to my soul
Breathless whys, that follow into my eye-hole
Gradually fading into the mirror
Hurried air lifted me nearer
There I soar over a continuum of water
Dovetailed and coupled by a cotter
Lights are picture...

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He lived in an old shanty just past the railroad tracks,
Not many left just two or three worn out old shacks.

But the old saying home is where you hang your hat,
Lot of people don’t know...

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I have no doubt that soon
 it will be summer.
The daffodils have taken flight,
 fire no more warms the night.
The rain has gone,
 no need to run for cover.

Not long now ‘til summer,
 blossoms on...

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It was a different era, a different time
No hills too big for us to climb
We fit into the roles we played
And spent our summers in the penny arcade
The smell of popcorn all buttered up
Soda in...

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As i lay behind you with your bacc to my chest.
And i rub you lovingly from your thigh to your breast.
You squirm as i kiss you from your head to your feet.
But i make sure...

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As I enter the volleyball game
I hear
The hustle and bustle of the crowd
Shuffling towards their seats.
Everyone settled. The audience marvel and chit-chat.
The judge raises his hand.
A hush fall over the crowd.
“Whree-” the game starts.
Pitter patter...

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Thank God we have our apps,
That makes our living a snap,
To tell us how to think,
Drive a tank, or skate in a rink.

I’ll pull up an app and play a game,
Perhaps an app will chose...

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Triggers are red,
barrels are blue.
Smith and Wesson
I love you!

Targets are set,
guns are sighted.
In my hand,
I get excited!

Bore snakes out
Hoppe’s too
be good to them
they’ll be good to you!

NB: I have a great photo of my grandson's...

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 Land Of The Brave, Home Of The Free
 Skeet Skeet on Tyranny,
 Never Tethered our Pursuit of Freedom and Liberty
 Red, White, and Blue the Banner Of Equality,
 Give me Death if not Sovereignty
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In a Scottish Loch
There juts an ancient rock
Upon it grows
What natures caught

Firs and spruce
Ferns and gorse
Captured to glory
No fear of remorse

This rock of life
In solitary lone
Gowned by growth
On their island home

The oozing of shades
Rustic to...

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I turn my pillow over every morning,
As though to smother last night’s wicked dream.
But when I lay me down to sleep each evening,
My nightmares catch me in their hellish stream.

Each day it's just anxiety and...

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I am sitting in my bedroom, Skeet,
 the weather atrocious outside.
It is only in this room
       where no one looks
         ...

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Lookin Down the Highway
Staring at the bay and chewing on Frito Lay
I'm failing I'm failing
I wish I was sailing

Get away from me
Whenever you talk, it's telling me where to aim at
I swear sometimes I want...

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