Long Thready Poems

I have come to accept the possibility
that I, myself, may be partially to blame       (my compost pile of shame)   

that I may have stroked the very wheel...

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One Christmas eve    my ceiling hung
With thready webs    a glow behind
Cast lace patterns on my bed

That Yule    eight reindeer ran the covers
Then through every midnight room
I...

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I walked through the haunted 
house on the hill, 
through the untended garden first, 
a tangle of foxgloves and weeds,
claws of bracken the hands of the dead. 
Trees, stripped bare branches scratching 
bulging underbelly of...

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I heard the squelch of death again,
        it happened in yoga when I was Zen;
      coming quickly and I was not ready,
 ...

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My uncle took me fishing.
He’d smoke his favorite briar
Stuffing the cherry blend in with stubby
Welsh fingers more suitable for digging coal,
Than compacting mulched tobacco leaves.

A line taut between his index finger and his thumb,
He took...

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CHRISTMAS EVE

He lay abed
That most tranquil of nights
Aghast at moon and stars
Dad had painted for his delight

In one charmed corner
A spider was swinging
From his thready design
Outside   strolling carolers singing

Then he rubbed his eyes
In...

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Heart...
I feel you beating thready and weak..
I feel you murmuring me to stop..
I feel you throbbing softly aghast..

Heart...
Why did we trust and give in so fast?
We should have guessed things doesn't last..
We should have been...

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Here's a tangled    thready    mass of dental floss
Glued on some canvas board with gesso
Each layer of the spider's snare dyed a different color
One layer dried    then...

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Night falls upon the ocean deep
When all that is weary and fast asleep
Silvery sage colored moon 
Hanging over a blue black ocean in June 

Mixing up a bowl of vast sea mystery 
Your bountiful glory...

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Part of the masses, another blue-bottle blip
ocean-sweeping ~ sailing blue-massive
oscillo-roaming-wind 
spinning a dizzy-spherical war ~

The appetite to be sated where a new current
ushers constant unpredictability on its menu:
gleaming silver thrashes on its thready hang

Each usual...

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Some might say,
 it's just another day
but the days so quickly pass
 age marking time far too fast;

spring was a season of mixed messages
 days of rain and dampened dew
 full of old memories, 
...

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Defibrillator, I have to set..
Cardiac monitor, I need to attached..
Intravenous lines, workingly patent..
Emergency drugs, positioned on standby...

His color turning to pale then bluish..
His breathing starts to become shallow..
His limbs become to loose and cold..
His pulse...

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