Long Sundress Poems

The Cold Doorknobs 

I.
I am sure there will be that profound moment in time
when the dog out back will stop its incessant yapping,
Its unrelenting impulse to belch out its interminable wails, 
alas, to inform its...

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Dear friiends those who first read my poem i left an important line out in the donkey story

The first dance after our wedding,
Was absolutely exciting, intoxicating,
My darling whispered in my ear,
My wedding present to you...

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a kid in love     in deep adoration-
oh   the worship    the longing affection
I breathed his name

writing it in my notebook   a thousand times
david  ...

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I still blame myself because I was the one to walk away from the accident.  I stare at our 
pictures on the book shelf and think about that argument.  I should have been...

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The dainty white curtains were gently lifting and swinging when I reached her house in the country. I could smell marigolds and lilacs when I reached her front walk. The farm was beautiful, and I...

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Arlis was amazed steam was not coming off as he rode off in the rain burning with shame.Suzanne looked shell shocked by his long awaited arrival and sudden departure.And Francie looked at him hotly as...

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I feel sorry for all the people in this town that look at me with contempt or disgust, spout homophobic slurs behind my back, and condemn my lifestyle. It's funny, because they almost never have...

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Cast Down



I am a young girl with a delicate mind

to be molded,

Sitting in the front row with a pressed sundress 

and hands in dainty white gloves gently folded.  



My society is a cast system...

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The Sundress, As A Marital Aid
By Rick Rucker

Before we begin, I am a “little” weird,
In case you have not “heared,”

When my Lover wears her mini sundress,
Her bare skin, I cannot wait to caress,

Her womanly delights,...

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Driving along a coastal road

The top drawn down

On a magical seaside day

She, thumbing through a magazine

Reaching for the stereo dial

"Stop," I say, she smiles

The wind, dancing about her hair

Waltzing, she seems so, astonishingly beautiful today...

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'Crashing'....Into the rocks....

I stare, until a light mist

Gathers itself within my eyes

I gance to my left, towards the cove

A sailboat sailing, just beyond an empty shore

I peer, I stare, but, 'She' is not there

I resend...

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The Retuning Smiles

i see beneath pairs of almond-shaped, green leavess
On white fabric, flowers set with four heart-shaped petals,
The color of sun-kissed blueberries,
Decorating the smocked sundress  of the pig-tailed toddler
.Hanging over the crook of her...

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Perfection's never something, 
You can capture oh so well. 
But her beauty burned like gazing, 
At the fires that burn in Hell. 

And people they would beg of her, 
"Let me capture you in photograph."...

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He woke up to take a shower
She must have already gone to work at the towers.
He heard their son Jake playing in the background.
He was making breakfast when he heard the sound.
He walked outside to...

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Second Hand Leather
Cocooned in love
The day was frightfully cold with snow softly falling. I was not prepared for this but 
only for the warmth of sunshine. I stepped off the plane covered only in a...

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My Secret Garden 

I unlatch the gate to my secret garden
Take a step on the emerald green grass beneath my bare feet
As I breathe in the early morning scents 
I watch the orange rays rise...

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It’s a warm afternoon in the spring,
And I’ve got plans for you.
So put on that beautiful blue sundress,
And meet me downtown by 2.
I’ll play by your rules,
I’ll do everything right.
Just tell me in my ear,
That...

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"I must have flowers, always, always ..."
-Monet- 
________________________

mother taught me about gardens ...
        all winter she would ponder ...  and make plans
    ...

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........jiggle clumsily; post halter-
behind braids- busy in evacuation of the cool pool water,
like a carefree bull in the field.
Her eyes sharp and cruel, unyielding to the faulter.
Fixating on a fool, 
one caught looking,
looking around in...

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mother taught me about gardens ...
        all winter she would ponder ...  and make plans
       selecting flowers by texture and shape
...

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mother taught me about gardens ...
        all winter she would ponder ...  and make plans
       selecting flowers by texture and shape
...

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When we were little, I was big. 
I held her hand crossing the street 
while mom watched the other two 
and carried our supplies for the week. 

She wiggled and pulled and fought
just to run,...

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Cobblestone heart
She treads lightly on my cobblestone heart;
As scarlet ,yellow and crimson flowers drip; 
from trellises on ancient stone walls,  
And beams of sunlight shine on  towers of old,
And clouds cast shadows on...

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My sundress hangs there limply,
needing me to fill it out.
The rains have been relentless
putting all sunshine to rout.
The ides of March have come and gone
without a sign of spring.
My raincoat and umbrella are
each such a...

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