Long Slicks Poems

Brains and guts orbit the soul—
that polar star searing in the marrow of being.

I was born somewhere between Einstein’s neurons
Ginsburg beat poetry, the birth of rock and roll, revolution marches,
and the calloused hands of a...

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Will wonders never cease!?

Alternately titled: Last of the fluff
belonging to a Mohican
Norwegian bachelor farmer wannabe.

Any resemblance between said unnamed individual
and living persons purely coincidental.

Scads of decades back in the day,
not since this sexagenarian baby boomer
happened...

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supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Ice cold mic hold 
A flow that’s so ferocious 
a Higher level focus
Exposes my neurosis
bogus amateurs are hopeless
Yoga poses lotus 
Possibly psychosis 
Or Musical symbiosis
intelligent my opus 
intellectual Hypnosis  
Rhythm in fluid motion
My style...

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North Richland Hills grew a rainbow I wanted to hold in my hand
Wand for wishing I don’t know what to reach-ask for?
Plethora is sunshine below the bow along your Texas land
Donned a different approach—your rainbow...

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The big, bad wolf wears a suit of gray with a snide smile.
Standing upright, he believes himself to be debonaire
as he takes his comb from his breast pocket and slicks back his hair.
Why does he...

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The Lobsterman

She sits alone, hands gripping her coffee cup
Staring out the window at the mist that shrouds the village,
Watching lazy rivulets of moisture meander down the glass
Where is he she wonders, her imagination fearing the...

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My Dad Was Just a Lad
Part 2

He was on a brand new ship,
The USS Horace Bass,
The KEEL was laid in ‘44
APD would be her class.

With a crew of over 200 strong,
But for most, their first...

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Rain seeps into every crack and crevice
chilling to the bone
Winter has arrived with a vengeance 
and summer is forever gone.
Ice slicks the asphalt, into a
glittering glistening death trap.
Here begins the slow invasion 
of the unrelenting...

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            Warmly dedicated to SMJ

      Three Sonnets Inspired by my
         ...

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The crowbar rattled at the clattering noise,
In the yard, against the hulls and hoys,
A Cloud of tar smoke rose through the green,
Large oil slicks floating on the lake sheen.

Inconsistent hills throughout the landscape,
The sunlight was...

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Oh you know the type—
the orchid woman

a cosmopolitan who cosmo sips
between snips of gist
her charisma a starship —collides
with your star-full eyes
supernova for Casanova
her pouty lips knit a glamour-mag smile 
rows of sugar-white pearls
strung shiny straight
behind...

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Our problems all began with the industrial revolution
And its legacy has left us with toxic pollution.

Climate change is real and been declared a code red
And if we chose to ignore it, we'll all end up...

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In the summertime there were lots of cars and trucks moving up and down Cherry alley where I lived. Like the local bakery truck, many would stop to peddle their wares or deliver their goods....

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The Sinking of a Titanic Ego!

The oil slicks still present though his ship’s deep-six,
mind’s pollution disaster, scum’s scourge on high seas,
the weird child of George Orwell, George Wallace, “BAD” Shane! (1)
Wonks filled truth full of...

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Fish of the deep no longer swim free.
There's a stench and a fire at sea.
Indulgent recklessness came flailing.
Failed solutions left creatures wailing.
Nightmares are spewing from BP’s oil rig. 
America hosts their venturous gig.
The cooling breeze...

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The city exhales steam like a tired beast,
its breath pooling in alleyways
where no one walks anymore.

Cold, wet cobblestones gleam
like the backs of forgotten coins,
each one holding a secret
you must step lightly not to disturb.

Streetlamps blink...

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underwater mysteries lye dormant
underwater frequencies run ramped 
flippy grey floppy over currents and waves
floating boats poach and boast the most
flippy floppy tides sway coast to coast
choppy white water,
tidal wave caps
harpooning for big benji and da...

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Just like a football I am and have 
been bounced around a bit,
But only by chance of fate, no man 
would get away with it.

The football suffers silently
the grabs, the throws, the kicks.
I’m not one...

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The beautiful ocean with it's roaming waves
                         The ugly trash, oil...

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I’ve been sitting here so long,
My butts getting numb,
So I jump right up
And stick out my thumb.

He comes rolling down the street,
With the only smell of mention,
The noxious fumes; olfactory tension.

Now I’m not trying to...

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such

succulent

trauma

spits

in

the

face

(when the beat is laid quickly the myth is erased)

when the colors bleed slowly

(when the adhesion it takes)

when the bells they ring sweetly

(when the pigs turn to snakes)

such

sacrosanct

sapphires

sparkling

in

the

silver

rain

(when the oil slicks echo visually the pain)

when...

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The fate of Man lies heavy on His soul,
exploiting the Earth; ego in control.
And as resources shrink, demand inflates,
indicating that disaster awaits.

A sullied sun traverses skies of blue
as rusty rays; color a poison brew.
And as...

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Flailing tendrils upon the waves;
an ancient sailor’s fear; 
Leviathan rises from the watery abyss.

Red morning skies warn, 
of Neptune’s wrath; 
his siren daughters, 
captivate and destroy the lonely seamen.

Skeletal wings beat the empty air; 
foreboding...

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I've been bedridden all day with an expensive migraine;
Drugged breath.Heartbeat strangled. Pulse struggles.
Eyes or holes or puss soaked reminders?
Drugged breath. Heartbeat strangled. Pulse struggles.
Lungs frosted. Nuts up stomach. Lunch stuck, taste forgotten.
 My pen is...

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Before smokeless zones and double glazing, 
when street lamps were powered by gas, and streets, 
were gleaming. Terraced houses, all linking, 
arms to form a line, all separated,
by an alleyway;  a place to put...

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