Long Three quarter Poems

I woke up in the middle of the night with tears running from my eyes. I woke up in the middle of the night because my spirit cries
It is not the tear that falls when...

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What would the rich do without the poor?
If there was no poor to clean the floor
What would the rich do without the poor?
If there was no one to guard the door
What would the rich do...

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We have come to you
Like the sun to the cloud does
Anything you can afford
Please,do,spare us.
We've been under this bridge
even the ants gossips us
Because we share the same meal.
We have come to you
President soldier,Pastor Navy
Money,nuts,fruit-
we'll appreciate!
We...

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I went out on Friday
In entirely in the wrong frame of mind but everything was fine, although I've analysed myself in hindsight to within an inch of my life.

Had a lift that arrived early so...

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Who suggests a trip back...rides to this bit of nostalgia in the middle years of the Great Depression aboard a Chicago elevated train, "the El." We hurdle head-long above asphalt blanketed streets that are determined...

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What’s fair is fair

I walked into Macys Department Store the other day
thinking I’d buy a few items for the summer
I entered on the first floor and was met by
counter after counter of cosmetics and perfume
with...

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I hear their idle chatter and wish that sound was optional.
A box checked in a menu, a simple click and forget.

The rapid dilation of my pupils brings me back.
Back to hypnotic aisles of temptation and...

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Of course on this night we are supposed to be asleep so Santa 
could come, but we hadn't been home from Midnight Mass very long, and the 
invigorating cold was not conducive to sleep. ...

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The old rusty gate hasn’t opened of late
Nor has it for so many years
The padlocks are seized and it’s overgrown state
Compounds our irrational fears

For when there’s a moon that is three quarters full
And the breeze...

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Trying To Join My Pathway To A Greek God

16 years old and full of hope, it's 1977
I began my journey to college by bus
From a sleepy little village in Devon
Excited new students jumping on board
But...

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Image of Carmel by the Sea by Pixabay.

Carmel by the Sea

Three-quarter distance to the city
the rose bowl parade's held,
paying a friend another visit
as if the golden gate is not
um, not after umpteen years.

she does a...

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~ Me, 4 foster families adopted at 8,
a want to be perfectionist, creative athlete angry 
torn apart, bewildered and alone, missed the 
full college ride, the...

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We were on a 2nd floor garden terrace. The three-quarter moon was doing its best to set a romantic, gin-mood, pouring a soft pastel-blue on the world, that softened hard edges.

A cool breeze wafted jasmine...

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A cloud like hand
rolls across my cheek,
      stealing a moment
as cold fingertips
     sear down my back,
freezing the skin they touch,
 bringing me away
   ...

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Regardless of whom is… 


Aching, my pen moves, lines hold in place
words found wandering about my heart
Ink dries with tear drop accuracy, streaked
forming in versed collections of envisioned truth

From the gallery they call, teeth bared
ready...

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From the era of troglodyte
to the evolved world of civilization.
The closer the life void of neophyte,
the farther apart should we be to condemnation.

Why is it that reverse is the case
as we race our intelligence quotient...

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I dance in desperate movements,
stepping on toes as I go
Spinning out of control as faces grimace in my wake,
changing scenery like mirrored ball illusions,
tiny reflective squares, blinding as they move 
Still you stare, questioning gazes,
not...

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Allegro
Crystal decanter, wine in a glass. 
Tabletop woodwinds court candlestick brass.
Fine sterling service, stems in a vase.
High-tone enamel meets low double bass.
Pale yellow roses, peaches and grapes.
Clarinet colors tint saxophone shapes.
Citrus in concert, lemon and...

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grief and misery in me restless dire reign 
from thick and heavy slumber winter break 
unfolding oath of first-born discord
hidden in deepest well from Divine gaze, gorge
heavy, ‘til ruptured, lift shadow to light
dragging from darkest...

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Softly the keys find a resonance pure, softly
adrift o’er a metronome stream, adrift
past the harmonies, three quarter time, past
dreamers and slumbering chords shimmered gleam, where dreamers
all long to caress what is heard, all
feeling vibrato on...

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It can be gloomy as winter's dreariness...
when nothing else glistens but cold snow;
and it can be as mysterious as summers' nights...
when the crickets are heard from a dark lawn.


Come out and see the many images...

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My world was young in the 1950's,
before small town America built backyard bomb shelters,
before Woodstock and free love,
when I was just a kid with braids
and Joe was just a freckle-faced boy.

We behaved in school; 
talking...

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Velvet strings on quiet breeze
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So sweet the sound of violins
in melodies played softly free
A symphony of endless wishes,
velvet strings on quiet breeze

Enchanting is the music playing,
tender as this night is new
Harmonic dreams for us to...

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It was a beautifully laid path of moram stones 
minuscule ice dust seated on my pink hands
holding yours covered with a three-quarter 
thick cotton high neck navy blue t-shirt 

Our lips forgot their role as...

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Listless touches
graze me
    as I pass
over the wooden bridge,
clouds dancing
   before a three-quarter moon,
about me
       misty faces form
      ...

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