Long Tatted Poems

I walk alone 
in The City of Stone
Head down
Heartbroken
This path well known
Chaotic thoughts
abound in my mind
Trying so hard 
to remember better times

Memories haunt me still 
Though I try to let go
My feet leave a lonely...

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Second shingles shot successful... 
slight prick, but otherwise... positive pitch
re: without a hitch
the first innoculation approximately 
five months prior also nary glitch.

Preemptive needling measure
regarding getting fully
immunized at CVS
(Zieglerville, Pennsylvania)13:08
military time May First
2020 bruised left arm...

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Our mother was the prettiest mom in the room. Creative, multi-talented, always doing much more than what was average. We never had a store bought dress and ours were gorgeous with ribbons, lace, and rickrack....

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Lost souls deepen black holes…
Broken cries…muted forever lies back and forth on ya mind…
Tears of peroxide burns your polluted dilated eyes…
True hermit of life…no one by ya side…your alone and ya mind is gone…
Only thing...

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This can't be real, this isn't right
We cry all day, we cry all night
You'd say you've got to make it through this no matter what it takes.
I want to wake up and go back to...

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shoes untied, hair uncombed
waling the streets so all alone
tatted clothes ransack house
eating out trash cans day N night

OH NO! HE'S NOT ASHAMED
NO ONE IS TO BLAME JUST. . . HE'S JUST

HOMELESS


has a cold, twenty-four with...

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You pretend to LOVE me, wen u whisper soft sounds that echo through my mind. Turning them into sweet unforgettable memories, praying there's enough space to hold them. You pretend to KISS me, wen u...

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After all of the hard hits

And you hitting the fake witch

And calling the sweet schoolteachers name

You feel the fires of  hell  and have the

Smell of urination and defecation

And you're tired from a beating

And...

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"Poeta Nascitur Non Fit"

Hated decades ago
Accepted a decade ago
Glorified now
To the extent 
of what we are horrified by

Painted tainted enlarged adjusted
Altered lessened sculpted tatted
A misrepresentation of our creative space
Now you are different if you are...

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BOKO  HARAM’S  BLUEPRINT.
Happy  worshipers  dance,
Sending  praises  to  her
Redeemer.
Sound  from  guns  is  the  instrument
That  intercepts  every  song,
Bomb  has  become...

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BOKO  HARAM’S  BLUEPRINT.
Happy  worshipers  dance,
Sending  praises  to  her
Redeemer.
Sound  from  guns  is  the  instrument
That  intercepts  every  song,
Bomb  has  become...

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I LOVED YOU ONCE
 
Somewhere in my secret heart I was so afraid .That the happiness I feel when I'm with you-I would wake up and find decayed. I would glow at the mere scent...

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ACT I

I was thinking,
Through my thoughts,
Danger loomed and consumed -
Me from the inside, I was wondering - 

If that's death,
The grave call I was feeling, 
Cold with each thought I was sunk. 

 Mental institution
...

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A woman who did not want more schooling
She graduated high school at sixteen and did not look back
Taking a job, so she could be independent and move in to town
Why she would leave the country...

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"Church St. people of the abyss."

                 A pancake breakfast in Jericho,
        ...

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A HEART THAT LOVES 

A heart that loves 
Is captivated by a pink sunrise,
Which sings
   Out from the cover of the violet-
   Black lace of night tatted 
In the same patterns...

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When did all this start?
Yes, that hot July day at Wal Mart
Seeing you a tall dark handsome man,
Wearing a white tee and baggy jeans,
Never thought I would end up being,
Your number one fan.

My heart belongs...

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The Restaurant Menu has a picture.
Three golden brown Pancakes 
A large corn colored slice of butter
Melting on top running over the sides.
Griddle Cakes doing a Nathalie Wood impersonation
Drowning in a sea of thick maple syrup
Cartoon...

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A pattern? Mom did not need one. She made her own
Like her own jelly, jam, and one time ketchup
When kids came to play, they stuck with her
She was more fun than I was, but a...

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Why?! Sometimes I ask why. I mean why?
Does the good die young, I mean why? 
Does the world make it so hard for single mothers to feed their kids but have enough
money for inmates, I...

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RECOVERING FROM THE NIGHT BEFORE

Remphan now sitting at home, his bunions not half giving him jip
Looking at the cat, the cat looking at him, I’ll have less of your lip

The cat scarpers before he gets...

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Somewhere in deep recesses of my mind
I try to picture my great- grandma's face.
She left no photograph of self behind,
But I dream of her dressed in bits of lace,
Tatted perhaps, by her artistic hand.
Her sewing...

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One frozen winter with icicles sparkling,
And heavenly voices wafting through trees,
The tiptoe of fairies laughing and crunching
Sweet scents of angels perfumed the breeze.
Sunshine in treetops brought morning prancing.
Bright puffs of stardust tingled butterfly wings.
A whisper...

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We live through chill weeks
Of dreary darkness,
Alarmed a livid springtime flash
Rends open deep night,
Palpitating startled hearts—

Feet spring from bed, toes grasp:
Slippers, slippers;
Bemused eyes at last lunge,
Leap through wet glass,
Past fogged panes quaking,
Reflexive to turmoil,
A stark...

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Acrid smoke in the scientist’s bell jar
Blankets of chenille-covered snow
Crystalline carbon diamond star
Drips forming stalactites grow
Effervescent waterfalls’ dreams
Frothy-topped cappuccinos 
Gelid surfaces of lakes and streams
Halos of angels in holy repose 
Icebergs splitting from their source...

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