Long Tucking Poems

My auntie came to visit when I was three, but nearly four.
    I proudly and lovingly wore her name gifted to me, a sweet legacy.
       I...

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I have a little story to tell you ... it's absolutely true, of course, at least as far as I'm concerned, but you can take it as you wish - as a tale, a fact,...

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During finals week, I’d spent days on various reports and papers, scribbling in the margins of notes and books, checking facts, revising flashcards and prepping with friends. I’ve an unshakable faith in plodding persistence.
We were...

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World famous player of the five fingered flute,
   Wasn't quite so happy as he used to be.
   Being alone with just his flute,
   Nice clothes,
   And lounging...

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As time passed on by, they settled and married
producing a fine brood of children
yet growing more and more unsettled
until one day they headed off again
this time going to the far north
where the lands were bound...

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{"I fall into the river drenched in my own expectancy, 
The peddles inside enveloping me as a fairytale destined to be. However I knew life was far from being caressed and revived by fiction once...

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"LETTER OF INNER RE-EVALUATION"

As I think about the future moving forward, it seems that I miscalculated the opportunity laid before me. In this moment of strife and turmoil, should I act, without taking a full...

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I told him who I was and explained my predicament and asked would it be possible to use their phone to get help, he said”  unfortunately we do not have a telephone.”Strange I thought,...

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Shane walked to the back of the bar and found the door opened to an alley littered with the garbage of the bar and the restaurant beside it, the one whose neon sign has two...

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A slice of life / a day in the life

Out in the elements – almost every day, training,
weather, sunshine, cloudy – B. C. fate – raining.
Seventy five reps, twenty times over my head,
on my back,...

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Mrs Moppet decided to go to the beach
as it was such a sunny day.
Loading up her car with kids and picnic
they set off singing as they went.
The road was long and very twisty
and half way...

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I lay here beside you,
It's not quite 9:00pm.
You are long gone,
Absorbed by the alcohol. 
Tonight, like every other,
I cooked for you.
When you were hungry after dinner,
I cooked again.
I did your laundry for work tomorrow. 
I...

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Our Love (written in the style of spoken word)

My world eclipsed itself in the shadow of your moon
In the fading of your breath, the gasp of your final death
blacked out to me was the image...

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I chuckle soft when people fume,
And blame the lot in suits and gloom.
“You see those leaders? All a scam!”
But who’s still selling free yarn?
Was it not your own cousin’s name,
On that campaign with matching frame?

The...

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Suburban Spring	
(4.15.10)


	Springtime fills the air, 
			like laughing gas.
		(Or maybe more like whiskey.)
The suburbs are drunk on the nectar of it's dawn.
	Middle-class houses 
			are starting to dance.
		(Or maybe they're just wobbling.)
They vomit whole families onto their...

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Keep the Lamps Burning
	(Mathew 25:1-13)

Where will you be when I come back?
Oh! Where will I find you then?
What kind of time have you been spending?
Are you ready to see me again?

When the millennia’s have
Burned through...

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Dragon badly wanted to visit the Snowman Convention this year. 
He knew they go to the South Pole when spring begins to appear. 
Dragon was resolute about this; he REALLY wanted to go there.
So he...

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Light my world with fantisies
For there shall be a day in a life 
Where the stars smile so bright 
cause I see your smile 
and I know my day will be all right 

cause your...

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“I want to hold your hand and drift with you 
I want to grow with you in our journey, let the dust infuse itself into our beings over time
Until we become cumulus
And something bigger
Becoming rain...

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“no!” …

he said, “they’ll ne’er take Piccadilly!”
then downed a pint in one gulp …
tucking five pounds under the edge of
his sodden Churchill coaster,
“bloody awful price!” he grumbled quietly,
turning sharply on his heel to
depart the pub...

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Don't say you love me with a rose, your generic  lines of poetry reading off like a gift card from the dollar store, your hurried scrambled lines of apology jotted down with a dying...

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Walking the lonely streets of dreams, 
Encountering hurdles,
He came riding, 
Disrupting my senses,
Triggering all emotions
@Tilde

Been beaten up on the assembly ground,
Like an unrepentant sinner,
In front of Barbies with beautiful smiles
Not a drop of tear came,...

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Written: April 16, 2024
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She slowly releases her pen and descends,
Tucking neatly inside her...

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Upon opening the fridge this morning I found, to my great displeasure, that there was nary an egg to be found.  Posthaste I marched down to the corner market, grabbed a carton of fresh,...

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where are your eyes in the 11th hour?
do they roam to and fro, roaring
with insipid power, baiting the hook,
fishing for retractable men?

where is your nose in the 11th hour?
is it sniffing out a cesspool of...

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