Long Tiptoes Poems

She was eighteen
Graduation Day
Valedictorian
The Girl got Straight A’s
Mother says, 'I’m proud of you.
Your hard work is gonna pay.
I know it's been a long road
But you've carried your load."
The girl looks over her shoulders
And scans through...

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In a house high on a hill an old man grows weak, many years have gone, he lays in his old bed,
Back in the day, a dashing young officer with a brilliant red uniform he...

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Christmas Past and Present Bring Me Tears 

My legs of yesterday's 
walked into a Christmas storybook,
a glorious past,
pages filled with good tidings.
And as young kid, once with open eyes,
with clinging beliefs
in good shepherds,
it was
my parents,...

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January juxtapose
More cold now
Beyond hot heat!


Cold cold air
Windy surprise;
Minus heat therapy?


Winding way whirls
Shiver seeding shiver
January jostling juice


Lotus sunbathe --
Muddy pond flavours
Mid-afternoon glare


Misdirected
Whim and fancy;
Windy detours


New year in late January,
Oozing days forfeit;
Scent of the times!


Why do...

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I was darting around...tweaking some price tags on pieces I’d had for too long…
Focused on items in little demand...and a few I’d picked up for a song…

When a middle-aged lady entered my shop...a woman I’d...

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With my first soulful breath,
it was Mother’s eyes I saw.
She counted my tiny fingers and toes,
leaned gently to kiss my brow.
Announcements sent out right away,
my name chosen so carefully.
The name, I think, a famous General’s...

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Sara tiptoes across
The kitchen floor
To get some heat
She opens the oven door

Sheets in the window
Sara calls them curtains
Mind weary, Soul hurtin'
Sara

Sara lives by the train tracks
At Sixteenth and O
Her Mama calls it a shack
But to...

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Around that lonely house by the hill
The stray cat prowls through
His eyes glowing like meteors in the dark
And his fur's fawn rough
The stray cat strolls to the casement
Meowing for succour
The owner-occupier sneaks with a rod
Ready...

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You are standing there
Solid
Resolute
Unbending
Unmoved
By my womanly charm

Your eyes look straight ahead
Not taking in my curves
Not noticing the look in my eyes
The sun dancing in my raven hair
The shimmer of my cherry lips

Your hands are in...

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It could have been a beautiful memory to write down

Walking hand in hand with mama

My long brown french pleats  bouncing in the wind 

My new red plastic boots ready to be shown.


Reaching high upon...

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Come Walk With Me

In my mind
tendrils of memories past
insinuate and insert themselves
in the corners
to root out and cast light upon
them
as my hand presses, whiteknuckled
 
Bent into the bitter wind
here, alone
against the cold hard
brick, mortar and...

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Moggnome was a wee little soul from Tashee, 
standing on tiptoes, he might reach to your knee.
Pomegranate face, fringed by dandelion fluff,
a thickly thatched head, and like that wasn’t enough,
for it grew on his hands,...

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Fog enters a nature walk without invitation;
Creating a rhythmic step as a new sensation.
The fog creeps slowly along on tiptoes of dew,
Hushed in the after dawn, leaving behind no clue.
It appears out of nowhere like...

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(writing for the voice of my son who has terminal illness)

Reality is searingly intimate. But they say anguish,
woes and sadness are emotions best shared.
I am not saying I enjoy lamenting on them or heaping
tribulations on...

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The obstinate angel stands between her desire and its realization
inhumed by impulse
then by mistrust be bound to walk a faithless path
and physical love
in unchaste carnal
be brought to unflattering sin
none but the charlatan there
denies the beast...

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Winter with you snows proposals.
Promises crunch under foot in autumn
bursts of colour on park pathways, 
orange into red into yellow.

Summer with you spouts kisses, wet with spit 
on a teenage first date - there’s no...

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I recall my head and a pillow drifting swirling around like the merry-go-round
but now I walk barefoot in purple grass this lucid nightmarish,
A chair on a narrow, round island a tree takes up space water...

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So, I decided to create a "can do" list. Not like a "can do anything" list 
if you believe long and hard enough. Neither like a "honey do" list, 
where you're the honey if you...

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So, I decided to create a "can do" list. Not like a 
"can do anything" list if you believe long and hard 
enough. Neither like a "honey do" list where you're 
the honey if you...

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I always wondered where the dirt came from, cleaning had me in a rut.
I don’t allow shoes inside, and with air conditioning, I keep the windows shut.
My mother said it came from dirt goblins, they’re...

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Underneath the moon's chilling embrace,
Dwells a tale of torment, void of grace.
A wife, once filled with dreams so bright,
Now trapped in a realm where all is blight.

Her name, a whisper in the night's cold breath,
Lost...

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yellow, crimson and red gold all around me!
                     wrapped in frenzied emotions fervently I see
...

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Life, a stage under a star-studded sky,
where shadows dance and dreams breathe,
one letter carved the difference between
knighthood and nighthood.

Knighthood, an induction into the realm
of honor and valor, cloaked in the sacred
robes of tradition, a ceremony...

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Young like April, winds
Settling in the limbs of oaks,
Just past the crisp whisper
Cerulean drifting, tides 
Graceful seas reminding me to 
Listen as secrets poured
Past the graceful, splashing on sands
Lingering in the stillness, quietly
Praising in sprays...

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Monsters Inc. 
Big BaBoo.

Big BaBoo is big
Though sightings very rare,
His diet is household dust
He lives below our stairs.

I liked my Big BaBoo
I hear him every night,
All those creaks and bumps
I’m sure he is a sight.

Up...

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