Long Twister Poems

"You really wanna know? Cause I'll tell ya if you really wanna know. You'll be thinkin' I'm crazy before I'm done, but I'll tell ya... ifn' you really wanna know."

The day started like any other,...

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This is the 1st Half - sorry, this is the only way to get my long pieces posted - 2nd HALF is posted 


Times were hard when I was young, and - tryin’ to help...

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I couldn't see your struggles, or perhaps I missed a sign.
I wish I would've noticed, noticed you weren't fine.
You laughed with me the day before...
And now I wish that I would've said "I love you...

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NOTE: The Natchez Trace is the Nashville bar where I met my future wife Beth. We invented a game called "twister pool" which involved billiards, drinking and a fair bit of physical contortion ...


At the...

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I let this misery and dreariness grow because I was left without a single tulip-beauty trace
I didn't mean to take advantage of you...next time, I will a changed man 
Spiraling down all day and night...

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Every step feels like a hurricane or twister, and it’s not child’s play
I keep letting go of the notebook, guess it’s time to review the frames
You can never walk on water if you don’t first...

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The wind was gusting wildly and the sun had disappeared when I would head for work that rather cool and blustery day. 
I felt a little anxious as I backed out of the drive, so...

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He reminded me of a movie about aliens from outer space.                        ...

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  On white lines on valiant wheels
I head north leaving behind the City of Sails
       with its humourless streets,
    its casino steel and glass Sky...

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Blessed me as a Girl, why god?why me?
Its me or my weak soul?
Somebody can be so cruel, I didn't understand the semantics of life?
I couldn't resist strength to collide with them.
Was Woefully screaming but nobody...

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A vortex of wind dancing, with drums of thunder  Waltzing, plunders the lands it turnsA partner revolves around the twisterThunderous beats escort the funnel cloudsDarkness split by flashes of lightning,The music and tone are...

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' The  Survival  of  The Fittest '
 (The Holy Bible)


(2 Tim. 3: 16, 17/ Matt. 4: 4)


Down Thru The Ages of Our Histories
The Survivor Stands Thru Time, Victoriously
The Survivor Stands Triumphant Over...

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It was raining like a banshee, or so Grandpa Troll did say.
But Dragon wanted it gone, until after school started one day.
Yes, we needed the rain, for it was dry as dry can surely be.
But...

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-For Justin Bordner’s contest


I long worshiped heartbreak,
From afar, often, though through the lenses, ceaselessly…
I drew ribbons in the midnight sky with the silken trinkets of sorrow
Riding in the dark with the sound of our silent...

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Warm your heart with what’s left of summer, warm your heart and put on a thick skin for winter, open all the resorts and hotel all over the town and fill them with tourist where...

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Lights out, lights out!in the run about, the critte
            rs flee to me. Storm, blazing lightening, air too w
     ...

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The morning sun would slowly disappear that April morn, as dark and boiling thunderclouds would ebonize the sky.
The blackened wall was pulsing deep inside with lightning strikes, while muffled bursts of thunder shook the earth...

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Baile con migo, hips made from the rhythm of merengés and cumbias, samba, swagger and a pinch of azucar mixed into my backbone. 
My first language was Spanish. 
Learned from sweet stories told by my...

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It was Christmas time in Anansi’s house
But Anansi was snoring loud and deep
While all the house was up and busy
Sneaky Anansi was pretending to sleep

Anansi imagined lying on the beach
Soaking up some hot Jamaican sun
Christmas...

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Dear Lil sister. .
Hey pretty girl how you doing these days.  How's life treating ya,  hope it 
hasn't been to cray. I noticed you were down,  well how bout u talk to...

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What a special time of year....
 I,Santa and my minion of elves
making a gazillion toys for all
the giddy girls and boys.

Just what are some of the things they
will find under the tree? Let's see !!

Colorful...

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Cuba…Mamma Mia…like most of the Caribbean; part of the 1492 slam…
Slavery, sugar plantations… invasions, upheaval, independence…
Then the American kisses; with a slight twist…who initiated the ’disses’…?
Was it Blaine…is he insane…?
Was it Marti…the heart of the...

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Though thine two grown
     former babes in crib age,
now lead checkered lives,
     no longer monopolize my time

     as though their persons went backstage
either...

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What knowledge do you have of my home?
Have you taken a walk through the cemetery?
Walking on my tracks, footprints of eternity.
Have you read about the deserts?
Thus roar, thus blow filth,
Have you, met the survivors?
Felt have...

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Dear Shari Todd – written July 29, 2015

While rifling thru outdated writing, 
     which virtual thumbing
     wrought non deadly chancre “FAKE” blister
(long thee envy o' this wordy...

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