Long Swinging door Poems

"Who Put Luebella down the Wych Elm?"

There are rumours
about me, some 
come seeking me
with their geiger counters
and ouji boards
with their heart 
shaped planchettes

unanswered questions
in the woods, crackling
within the sounds of leaves
invisible dead things speaking 
underfoot...

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Reverend Ralston Pews had no idea what he was going to see at 
the Honkland Shonkastada Diner, but he knew it would be entertaining.
It always was.  A tiny confistacate was happening, he could hear...

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NOTE TO THE READER
Once Apun a Time

This yarn is a flossy fabric woven of several earlier warped works, lightly laced together, adorned with fur-ther braided tails of human frailty. The looms were loosed, purling frantically...

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It's night now in harlem, time to explore
Snakes are diurnal, rats love their nocturnal
Life, the subway is a swinging door.
A cockroach crawls before it falls
Catalectic between the broken walls.
It's time to pay the rent and...

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Across from the ancient building,
Overview of the roadside park,
Modern day mega-mall,
Chocolate delight.
All one can eat.
Competition stands mighty & real against the retail shop of day old jelly beans,
Mom & pop's candy store just drifting away...

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“The Lost Daughter”



Thursday walked through the doors on a Tuesday
She sat in the Waiting Room, 
the place smelled too sterile, 
Antiseptic wash, 
rank clean with soaps of fine lyes 
no rugs to sweep bulldust under
such...

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As the door to my prison cell slammed shut.
   It was then I realized just how deeply my life had sunk into this rut.
And why, what was the reason that put me here?
...

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I’m painfully aware as I regress down memory lane
That scene’s of my childhood slowly begin to wane
As I strive to recall them from the labyrinth of my brain
It was a time of innocence, of carefree...

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Legend has it you’re a myth
but I remember, we once kissed,
not so very long ago, 
beneath shooting stars and falling snow. 

You were more mystical than I back then, 
my secret shadow and dearest friend,
searching...

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Blood running cold in my vain
Lost in the amber waves of grain .
Feeling so awkward walking without you
Thought at least one heart might beat true.
Day turning into night.
Going on just doesn't feel right.
Saw the light...

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Shush! My dog ears caution me. Did you hear that? I stop sorting coupons, and listen, hard.
My husband is gone, and there are adult footsteps in my house.
Hypervigilant, I hear the fast increased pounding beats...

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In our Family, we have seven kids, 
Well, that's how many I thought we did. 
But whenever I do a count. 
I never get to that amount. 
More often than not there's a few more,...

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Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 45

Sound the gongs Blow the trumpets Let pigeons soar
The most well-kept secret’s about to be sawn
At last Great Leaders can reveal the true Law

Who makes worlds go round...

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When they carry me out of here, they’ll first have to take me from my bedroom to my sitting room, squeezing through the narrow hallway connecting the two, in order to then re-open the in-ward...

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"Samsara!"
Yelled a young prophet
With one eye and a cane.

His eye was made of tightly bundled,
Tall, wet grass.
His cane the smooth, rounded
Pebbles of a Dakota stream.

His voice was the tinsel thunder of God's,
Like yours and mine
Though...

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It was what it was …
The fantastic idea, 
The thoughts of carefree and joy.
A few small steps is all it would take, 
And we’d be living our lives in Savoy.

It did what it did …
This...

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The mind is like a swinging door,
Opening and closing all the time.
It remembers everything good and bad.
Intrusions take over the mind if aloud.
But even though I know this well,
A fear erupts now and then from...

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When people try to phone
I click them all away
today
Prefer to be alone

You see I’ve not a choice
I can not take the call
At all
Because I have no voice

This morning I awoke
from dreams so filled with sound
around
But...

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When you look at me,
What do you see
Someone to spend a little time
Just to become another rhyme 
What do you see
Me
Or even what I could be
Maybe just a passing glance
Not worth the chance
A passing ship...

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