Long Skinner Poems

Healing Win/Lose EgoNomial Intent

We belong together
Through all kinds of colonizing corporate weather,
We belong creolizing together.

So sings my mitochondrial DNA
when I listen deeply
to all prior matriarchal regenerations
speaking in still 
soft 
timeless win/win voices

Especially about polycultural outcome...

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From north, south, east and west 
This is the town to beat the rest,
Where history and present blend
As through its many streets you wend. 

Where once a monastery so great
From every view would dominate,
Where Pilgrims...

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"Fits the Need" 


All people want 
is a stable house
a place to call their "safe" home

to "LIVE"
outside of all cages -
free

live life 
how "we" 
were meant to feel

to have no hell 
continually raising chaos
in this...

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For example a Dachshund dog was thrown 5 floors to his death
The owner photographed this and posted it online
His dog looked like he was sleeping but was dead

I tracked the Dachshund Dog’s Killer down and...

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She updated her picture on Facebook today
Smilling by flowers, nothing to get in her way
On seeing the picture I just couldn't hate 
The person she is, though she's made me this way

I noticed that she...

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The day was bright and sunny, the sky was clear and blue,
and although it may sound funny, I found him in my shoe,

He was an itty bitty worm, so I named him Willy Wiggle,
He sure...

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How can I get this money for this bill,
How do I fix the wounds that won't heal,
Does the person I love really know the deal,
Are they a fake friend or are they real.
How am I...

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I wish you had ears, so I could whisper to you how you’ve been on my mind
Ever since i was brought into your world, 
I had only a single wish, for 
The stories my mother...

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There’s a show that’s on the telly
Frank Skinner is the host
And the guests he has they talk about
What winds them up the most

In a novel by George Orwell
Called nineteen eighty four
People get to face their...

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(Dedicated to KEVIN SKINNER, TURF (the Human Knot) 
and to all other individuals who don't have the means 
but have the will) 

I am not a horseman, I am not a sailor; 
I don't have...

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The meanest man in town,
That everybody feared.
Shot anybody down,
When anybody neared.

The scourge of the West,
And the ultimate sinner.
The Devil gets the best,
From Dirty Dick Skinner.

Had a scar on his cheek,
With a patch on his eye.
He'd...

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"Toe Valley Tom will be right back!"  

Cued the Mule Skinner Blues, as I finally took a break from my Bluegrass Show on WTOE, the radio station you could hear across the street--if you...

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"In You"  

What more to be said
or thought, when 
poetry flows like water

a never ending tap
of dreams and thoughts
spilling from a full heart

overflowing 

onto blank pages
pouring into the mind 
of you

the writing stops
eventually
but the...

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Before it's Too Late
I want to say Thank you 
For the roses you bought home when it was not a man made holiday
For my favorite candies you brought home when I mentioned them in the...

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Flying Tabby was the only being in the sky
He was faster than lightning, and he did not even try!
I am super Tabby, he said with a smile in each eye.
He was so far up, he...

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My old forty fives lie dormant in my attic
There were so many one hit wonders in our time
I lived my youth listening to music
As Troy Shondell moaned “This Time”
When Robin Luke sang “Susie Darlin’”
The Bobettes...

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The Real Deal
By: Tom Wright
10/2/98
        
Yes, I'm genuine,
this I can honestly say.
I'm the same man this morning,
as I was yesterday.
I'll be the same man tomorrow,
should it come for...

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I wonder what’s on that untraveled path
It looks detached from the human race
That mud-spattered trail has no footsteps
I wonder if it was ever taken by anyone
A shepherd and his sheep, a mule skinner perhaps
The shrubbery...

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BF’s Girl

Man is identified by behavior.
I say man and she demands an
Accounting.  The definitive correlative
Can not be spoken.  The constant common
Can not be held in union.  I must discourse
All caveats else no...

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the mistakes i made will soon fade
and with that i will make no more
and with that i will turn 18
ready to walk out that door
i will step outside and walk my path
without having to do...

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