Long Tapered Poems

Reveren’ Carlton Whitney was the pastor of our church, and someone I looked up to as a child. 
Six foot six, with piercing eyes, a booming voice, and yet…his disposition, thankfully - was mild.

The very...

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She stood with her back turned to me
Leaning slightly towards where the light tapered off into darkness
Her faced buried deep inside her cupped hands 
Her own shadow towered over her seemingly at odds with her...

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The photograph that Tim had shown me a few hours earlier certainly did not do it justice.
From what I could see it was a large triangular shape on three legs which were all at a...

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When I was just a teenage lad, and growing up out west
I never wore a cowboy hat or fancy leather vests,
never put on cowboy boots or western shirts with snaps,
never wore tooled leather belts, much...

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The room was dank and dreary
The past hung in the air
There was a scent of mildew
A smell of history was there
The paint was old and faded
With stains all dark and brown
The wallpaper too was dated
And...

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It was long ago,
Whilst I was still going to college,
Way back during the dawn of mankind,
Still living with my first wife, with my parents,
And my beloved mutt-dog, Rippy...
A smallish, black dog,
Long a part of the...

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Full and slowly opening in the room
     a dozen roses bloom;
large buds once tightly closed
    their fragrance open and arose;
a beauty of colors, lavender base
   ...

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The wind is sitting on the branches of time turning its head on every corner while the daffodils are jumping and prancing in the flower bed. I could see something moving in the sky blazing...

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Give me that old skool love, a groovy throw back

kind of love that is black and white like the first TVs.

A tapered leg acid washed jean trouser and a crop

top feeling sexy.

A striped miniskirt with...

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Swapping and siphoning off layers upon layers of antique sprays is very very basic.  Antelopes occasionally make brick a brack piles to occupy even the most dormant of cloths. Opiniated eagle ducks soar above...

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Part I 

my flesh is filled and fraught with foul disease; 
offensive is my life to mine own eyes 
that see me sail life's clear and cloudy seas 
where faith fills up or empties out...

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When the moon crochets a pattern so subtle that I think I can hear it;
This is fluid feeling; this is a force I cannot replicate.
A calm silence in the silence- I can feel it. 

You’re...

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my flesh is filled and fraught with foul disease; 
offensive is my life to mine own eyes 
who sees me sail life's clear and cloudy seas 
where faith fills up or empties out our lies....

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I just passed the corner where for years I used to turn.   It always makes me smile when I recall 
roaring down that old dirt road, knowing…near the end…you’d be waiting, just inside...

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Nothing like a rousing game of spin the dolls leg
on a humid summer night to bring a little bit
of joy into an otherwise uneventful evening.
  The game piece acquired from one of the 
triplet...

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A new day, a new world, a new tomorrow

Shades of painted corners
face these inward fears
Now drenched in today’s worries,
as flat as the cornerstone of suffering
caught within boundaries along wasting moments, 
crying blanket feelings,
pounding on the...

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What deepest sorrows, heavies a man soul?

So heavy be his body that his last strength;

mind, soft, wet and young, covered by aged flesh,

physical pain could not penetrate, unless permitted. 

But o, how thou go against...

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The tapered blade glinted in the fast fading moonlight
It slipped so easy between the ribs on this, another murderous night
Swiftly the body was denuded of all his earthly goods
As the bladed murderer slipped off, into...

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In the archaic anchorage 
of the wayward mind, 
isolated from the righteous roots 
of transcendental inviolability
by the dislodging drive 
of the deriding desires,
untamed instincts shroud 
the entranced senses in disdain abyss.

Under the surface of sensual...

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they met, once upon a time-
her silky hand melds with his
for but a moment 
an exchanged glance, fleeting
chocolate brown orbs
swimming in pools of milk
ebony hair dancing across her 
backless gown as she walks away
walked away…

swirling...

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Encounter of the Once in a Lifetime Kind

Waiting for his appointment, he scrutinizes her
(she’s oblivious to him).  Long tapered nails,
like wing-tips of scarlet butterflies, 
flit above a keyboard, and her perfect form
sits poised, tall...

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AWAKENING

Sleep and slumber, dreams of wonder... weaving,
morning’s vacuum broke the spell
Pitted pillow, note of parting... leaving,
“from your friend, a fond farewell”
Sunrise throbbing, twilight aching... grieving,
daydreams, flashbacks, nightmares knell
Pale phantasms, visions sneaking... thieving,
plot to fill the...

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BETWEEN THEN AND NOW
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 Let's find eternity in a day 
it's here, right here in this fluid moment , 
an hour, a day, a week, a month 
ignore all these intervals 
for they're really all...

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One day when I was working in a furniture store
What do you know, he comes walking through the door
He starts off by saying hookers are a dime a dozen
He says he knows because he has...

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A hippopotamus in a tree is never the same as a forty foot sunbathing prawn with sunglasses. For in the eyes of the cool breeze not all can be delivered as speedily as a fish...

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