Long Spect Poems

the biggest obstacle you face today, is not what's outside your door, but what's inside your mind......can you challenge yourself to challenge yourself?  You've fought with life and everyone else all your life......this will...

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I heard about your contest and thought I might get in on it.

I don't usually gossip but I was waiting on somebody looking for a little fun  Oh, it's about a man-a beautiful talker....

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"My dear Hannah:  We're camped nigh a town called Gettysburg tonight.
I take pen in hand to write to you, my love, by the flickerin' candlelight.
From afar I hear the beat of Rebel drums preparin'...

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"Der aint nothin wrong with dat,"
said Haile Brown.

Mrs. Quincy's twin Vietnamese spotted ponies
had been shot
both dead
for trespassing on L. Ron Clark's property.

"They scared my sheep.
Chased em all over the place.
Aint gonna put up with none...

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I can't handle pretenders.
Something someone is not.
No 'spect for a paper gangster.
Living a fake life until caught.

A lawyer watching Son's of Anarchy.
Blue jeans with vest, will be looking phat.
Uber delivers him to a Harley shop,
wearing...

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As we sit in the car
my sister, mother, father, and me
steam rises off our rain-sodden clothes
and the air fills with the smell 
of damp coats and wet sheep.
I 'spect;
I'll never smell sheep
wet or dry.
Or see...

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Arggh me hearties! We're takin' a long-awaited vacation!
Th' enchantin' isles uv th' Caribbean is ar final destination!
Hoist th' Jolly Roger an' them billowin' sails an' let's git 'er underway!
Th' Spanish Main is ripe fer pillagin'...

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When one sees the penguins stand
in ice born storm at minus forty
why don't they move to a better land.
They stand together and don't complain
then they walk to the sea again.

What do they do just standing...

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One of my year-long sophomore subjects will be physics. At first, physics seems to be a menagerie of big, boring universal ideas and immutable laws rendered practically unimportant by their scale. 

Peter, ok, let’s call...

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I rode by an old homestead’s ruins
Saw a ghost standin’ there
I said, “Well, howdy, oldtimer,
You be goin’ somewhere?”

He didn’t look friendly, but then,
That’s the first ghost I’d met.
Then he pointed at the rubble
And both his...

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(A "Hallmark" of Spring)

Tucked into her twig-knitted nest
a small sparrow sits preening her breast
Shallow though her tiny head rises
above it's rim to watch for any surprises

No eggs yet as spring draws near
though soon I 'spect...

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Beneath the rubble of the Ocean
Where Panoply Swirls Decadent
Memories of Jupiter
Before the Flood-Omega
and, retro-spect, the turn of Archimedes

Poseidon in A Rage
Prophecies the Doom of the Titans
The Rush of the Nightengales 
In the Dark of Obsidian...

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I rode my horse to town and back today
And passed a house so old, so bleak, so bare
The age a hundred years or more they say-
And found by chance a ghost who lived just there

I...

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