Long Trucker Poems

Come post presidential election 2024... 

heil to the Wharton chief firebrand -
more worrisome than an ovarian cyst
every race, religion, nationality, 
gender, creed, et cetera with impunity dissed
brigand able, eager, ready and willing
to punch contenders throwing...

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Chief garbage taster as fifth grade Halloween gag
at Henry Kline Boyer Elementary School
interestingly enough landed me a grubhub grab bag.

I rooted thru poetry anthology of mine,
and came across an unpublished poem
by one obscure poet (me),...

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at Henry Kline Boyer Elementary School

As a Halloween costume, 
one year during early grade school, 
my father got the brilliant idea 
for his sole son to be dressed 
with one of a kind getup.

Missus Shaner...

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'I'm bored and going crazy,' 
    said the young man to his friend.
'This small town living sucks my soul 
    and grief will be my end.
So something better happen...

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Chief egalitarian garbage taster i.e. “white trash”

As Halloween costume, 
one year during early grade school, 
my father got brilliant idea 
for sole son dressed
uniquely rubbish qua 
putrid offal getup. 

Missus Shaner (talon clawed, 
shriveled relic...

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I did not learn to drive until my twenties.
My two poor kids I hauled inside a wagon!
That wagon creaked when filled with groceries!
Fed up, I said, “My kids I won’t be draggin’!” 

I got my...

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Jimmy Rigg - this dork I know, from Billings, Pennsylvania - always carries doo-dads in his pockets, front to rear,
Just in case some unexpected problem might arise...bent on having what he’d need to fix the...

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Reading the past of written words
Remembering the verses of each feeling that had me believing of a curse
Slowly, being given images of reason
After siezures had me forgetting
Time, people, places as well things
What's the purpose of...

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Friends The Collapse of America, Society, the Economy, Food, and Gas Shortages, the devaluation of the dollar, death and misery are around the corner. It is coming at us like a freight train, with no...

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   Soak in the palmolive snake oil tonic.
The cool stalk of my ebonics on hydroponics.
Get stuck in the matrix of my convicts, of hooker phonics.
Get high off of my knock off water on...

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Asphalt pours into road under melting rubber tires-
A horse with ribs like bars on a prison cell walks lazily under the suns oppression. 
Many people work for peanuts, unhinged cringes at the laughing ones working...

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the footing on the flanks of the Hill of Beans
was worse than he had sussed
that drizzling pale morning
when the Sun was lowest
but beans be damned
and their counters with them
yes I know
a smoky mess
like most of...

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a bell would ring
when it was time for food
it was a depressing chime for 
for a gorilla named old grey who 
lost his teeth and had to take all his food 
ground up sweet goo
one...

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At ten o’clock each morning, the Barley Tavern opens up its door,
and every now and then I saunter down, just making sure,
that Ken the barman hasn’t slept in, so he might need a call,
to satisfy...

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She was sitting on the edge of the bar stool
Not wearing anything but her wings.
I found it curious that no one else seemed
to want a peek and I could not stop peeking.

“What will you have?”...

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He pulled into Birmingham, one cold,November day,
Having just come down from "Tulsey town" and Memphis by the way.
Time to call in to locate his next load;
"There's one I see in Tallahassee; better hit the road".
Gotta...

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The light is low but the music loud,
blaring from fiddles and steel guitars.
The bar is filled with a moderate crowd,
could be anywhere, but here they are,
drinking and two-stepping in this bar.
But the sight of them...

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In my eighteen wheeler rolling, I am like a salmon fish in the rapids shoaling! Spawn’s flowing 
next generation’s showing!  Black smoke a rolling from smoke stack.

I am laid back, I don’t snort crack,...

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I'm a trucker all day with long days ahead,
Working all through the night, while your asleep in your bed.
Before I can leave I inspect, check then go,
Everything seems good except my fluids seem low.
I hop...

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though you may not be a trucker
never have driven a semi with your CDL
never 
ever
even thought of coasting up above the open road
putting thousands of miles beneath your cap
to the tune of
“east bound and down”---
you...

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Sweet Just the Way I Like It

you're a genius she moaned
there can only be so much money in circulation
he replied halfheartedly fingering her abacus
the moon arose sharp as a razor
and they set about creating a...

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My conscious mind was
Shocked when 
I realized I was slamming on my brakes.
There are
Three lanes of solid orange lights, 
As far as I can see down the interstate.
A wreck most probably.
We began inching our way...

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I might have once lived
on a planet
in an actively green multiculture
of Holistic-Organic Nature/Spirits

Green 
spiritual 
ecofeminist climate activists
were at least equal to natural 
red-blooded 
egopatriarchal
monoculturing swelling sticks
thinking in Lose/Lose nihilistic
ecopolitics,
white privileged preferring
straight male trucker dialects
feeling more...

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Trucker Duckie

His P.I.C handle is:
TRUMP DOGG

Road incorrecto políticamente 
rolls his 18-wheeler Hogg

Transporting border illegals is the 
			  Primary cache crop haul
Outfoxing blue Smoky Bears
			is his favorite Duckie call

Just like the Big Don,
dodging the Law
is...

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The story of two different highway drives
But it all amounts to a strive
The event is a Greyhound male bus Operator named Jeff
The Female Trucker being Jennifer
It was the California Highway 101
Just around the bend
Suddenly the...

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