Long Tidal bore Poems

We knaves had orders both explicit and dumb:
Scare the blazes out of a management bum.
Thunderstorm weather rocked wide Prince William Sound,
Feisty gales pouring rain all around.

My partner and I took our overseer
In a tiny smoker...

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sigh …

a lifetime ago
I breathed here, vital -
dangled my topsiders over these
pier stones and pilings
tempting the dark leviathans
that swam beneath the bloated
August moon, reflected …
kissing menthols like careless lovers
concerned only with the moment (hoping)
and a...

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Tho' bore your fate 'tis artless place you lone
Your girth--your hold freedoms--your claims be more
Restrained your gambled trade choice place bemoan
Shewn thee frankly tho' toughened be your core
Afoot they'd maketh treads besought a door
Shameless their...

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you ...
are my moon
(whisper me, coolly)
wan and pale as porcelain
milky moll - `china doll ...
dancing the sky like a Ginza geisha
stars tickling your toes
prettily petulant, and perfectly ...
imperfect

my moon ...
(whisper me, wondrous)
warm ... lemon drop...

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An old man wrote upon the sand,
          Sea foam sweeping to the shore,
             ...

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He hung there, a sobering sight, 
like the full moon on a misty night. 
John Riox, smothered in slime, 
ghastly ghost adrift in time. 

He wrestles ropes of rubbery kelp, 
his sunken eyes pleading for...

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I found her jacket folded 'midst the drift,
          Atop her shoes but 'neath a ribbon, red,
          ...

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Driftwood Fire


Today, I walked the rocky shore
Enjoying the winds wild choir
And gathered there as I have before
The fuel for a driftwood fire.

Where came these twists of tortured wood?
That lay here bare and dry
From lands afar...

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Turn into a transparent cloud
and find your way to Heaven;
take a voyage into the unknown
with an excitement never allowed. 

Glance at the vast cosmos without perplexity,     
they are the gifts that...

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