Long Trucking Poems

NOTE: This is the final THIRD of a funny 3-part poem. You'll find the 1st and 2nd parts on my homepage, of course. I hope you'll take the time to read the whole thing, it's...

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_ a symphonic, folk rock, blues song
1.
I'm an old man looking
For the lost, best parts of me.
I'm an old man looking
For the lost, best parts of me.
I'm looking in the places
Where the people say love...

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Screaming from his office was loud enough to wake the dead
by our trucking company foreman who was livid when he said,
“That useless bloody mongrel, that scum of the flamin’ earth,
has loaded up a truck with...

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the other day it occurred to me
while i sat there in the back of a police cruiser
i have just been arrested for being concerned about the environmental health
of over 800 people

I then started to realise
looking...

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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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For some reason
I really like to drive,
and ever since I was sixteen,
when I get behind the wheel
feel free and alive...
Only once had an accident
when I was seventeen,
pulling out too fast of the driveway,
into my parents...

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When im upset and full of worry you create a sense of ease,
I'll put those darker days behind me knowing good always comes in threes.
There's a strength you bring out in me that helps me...

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(I actually need a little help on this one, / not really poem/ not really song/  I call it a 
cute ryhme ..
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

I’ve crossed many a bridges 
I’ve seen many a town
Now that long...

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Verse:
Calamity, atrocity... 
Lord, if you please,
we need a little help.
Monstrosity, ferocity...
Here on our knees,
we pray for your strong Hand 

To ease this pain, bring on the rain;
wash clean the scenes
of violence and abuse.
Nightmares and flares...

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No "FAKE" Fire Drill

Residents at high
     land manor apartments
     (aside from myself)
     got rudely awakened -
     by what sounded
...

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"You're not afraid- are you, Stacey?"  She giggled. "Don't you think you 
ought to slow down?" I mustered.  "We'll be alright," she said with a grin and kept 
on trucking, but when we...

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you want to know a secret
when I write a poem and it's perfect
i dont share it
i bury it 
deep inside of me 
where no one else can see
i mean its perfect
not like this shift 
it's...

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The importance of the small things

Out of a crack at the foot of a wall, a tiny baby mouse
blinded by the brightness of this autumnal day
I picked up the new life and put it in...

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White picket fence in the rear view
Coordinates in the GPS
He honks as he leaves the driveway
For a three day trip to the west

They call it the white line fever
And it's addictive as crack cocaine
The need...

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Just Now, I Started To Feel...
All Stopped Up With Writer's Block

Thus lack any idea about
     what to type out until aye
reach the end, and
     even then cannot
...

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The Jewish brothers in Defiance were definitely tough.
One wanted to kill many Germans, the other to save many Jews.
The German soldiers were expendable, unmarried, unremarkable.
Each little death was very little, a little spittle in a...

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If you only knew the love I have for you ,
than your know why I really call you my 
boo. 

My love for you have always been true, 
even when I was mad & screamed...

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pitter
patter
goes the
rain
upon
the roofs
upon the
streets
upon the
heads
of us all
walking
in the
west
to our
nearest 
grocery 
store or
convenient 
store
with our
common
human
thirst
coming 
from the
daily 
grind, yet
our own
exertion
here is 
absolutely
nothing 
like that of
the people
in the lands
far far away,
whose 
resources we
have become
experts
at squeezing
every last drop
into...

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Granma's free stone peaches
have to be on the truck
the grocery store was just next door,
it didn't seem enough!

Because they ran the RailRoad
Rock Island ~ it sounds tough
and Granma needs her peaches
that grocer better scuff!

The Midwest's...

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HANGING OUT WITH GRAMPA,
I LEARNED A THING OR TWO.
GRANNY KNEW AND UNDERSTOOD
PASSED ALONG THE CLUES

CONFORMITY IS AN ISSUE.
AN ILLNESS OF THE MIND.
MANIPULATION OF THE WEAK
PUTTING SOCIETY IN A BIND.

THROUGH MEDIA DISTRIBUTION,
SCIENCE CONDUCTED TEST.
PROVING MOST WILL...

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Our tribute to the eighteen year old boys who were sent to Viet Nam
Was to be chill, chillin, and chillax’in as a tribute to those soon gone.
We were groov’n, and groovy, beatnik style, but we...

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Hey, you little boy with the hole in your shoe!
Yeah, you who thinks the whole world is
Looking down on you!
Straighten up those shoulders, stick out that chin,
That's right, keep on trying again and again!
Push out...

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There's a long road ahead
Best be gettin' on when you can
The day's light won't last forever
And you'll never be the same again

There is wit and wisdom found
Even on gas station bathroom stalls
And idiocy in the...

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Emma was a pretty girl, 
And was pretty wild.
She never minded what people said, 
Nor did she mind her mother.
Mornings when she left for school
She also left her books, 
Everyone would look at her, 
And...

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There is something about eighteen wheelers,
For most of us can only wonder.
A trucker is respected to the up most,
From the east to west coast.
Oh demand to get to their destination,
Wist no hesation.
Only the strong will...

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