Long Wednesdays Poems

It happened on a Monday.
Thoughts, drifting
From one moment to the next,
Reassured by the kiss of a past,
Buried by the last chance,
Remembered by the heart who can’t grieve,
Without the silence seeking peace,
Seeking a hope, a prayer,...

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It never quite occurred to me, this silence in our house,
but now for more than two weeks, she’s been quieter than a mouse. 
And in our fifteen years of marriage there has never been this...

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High school times were lived with fun and ease
Other peoples opinions I didn’t care to please
Found friends who accepted me for who I was
Wanted to enjoy it, soak it up, it was love
Class became less...

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It is a Wednesday afternoon during the school year.
That means sixth-grader Sallee Jacobs will be walking home today.
Sallee's mother works in the emergency room on Wednesdays,
Otherwise she picks Sallee up at the school that is...

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Looked up and down, right and left
Wondering why life suffers a theft
Subtracted beauty from my chin cleft
 
If I deserved and preserved the best
My love could lavish to attest
Why my love passed a preset test
...

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Its an old building of spires and dirty stucco 
 on Wednesdays filled with men 
 some in worn and dirty clothes that have not seen
 a washing machine for weeks or more,
 others keep...

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Everyday is beautiful, son,
and no that's not being optimistic.
You're here - you're alive - with one more day on your plate.
That's just being realistic.

Tuesdays are for Tenderness, for the little things found beneath the rubble:
a...

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Young rookie cop was horrified at the old lady’s truth. 
She wanted to put on the cuffs and haul her in.
Wait a sec, the veteran sergeant said. This is Auntie Ruth.
She might not be the...

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It seemed to me, when the sun set and his eyes mirrored clouds with raindrops that had yet
to fall, it seemed to me...

we'd been ignoring the weeks it took to get this far.


I'd spoken often,...

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He had no garments old or new 
that didn’t have a hole burnt through
from sparks when he lit up his pipe
and nearly set himself alight.
Smoke rituals in his old car
began when we set off not...

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On Wednesdays I get angry,
and on Thursdays I make pots,
and then I am no longer angry.

When I’m angry I blast Buddy Holly—
but I keep the windows up.
And then I think it’s so funny, you know,
that...

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Some days, I am a dreamer of the future.
I tend to imagine myself treading paths
I've always dreamed of taking.
At night, before I sleep I try to
Envision myself in a court defending
A client with all my...

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MR. SIBARBARA

Mr. Sibarbara was 30s fat    really fat!    A big, fat, 
     good natured Italian senior
He got fat    stayed fat  ...

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I am not going to waste too much time talking about my grandfather because I don't really 
care for him much. He is an alcoholic who is in denial by the way. I don't really...

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“Have a good day always with God’s precious blessings!”
…Awesome message of triumph-anchored fervency...
Thankful for time of satisfaction's ecstasy
I have delightful hours of jubilant musings!

Sundays do enrapture me by praise-filled worship
Around fellowship-bond and Scriptures' steadfastness…
…Gearing Mondays’...

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If I was president I would teach all the prisoners to read.
form a committee of ten who had my back.
put cameras on every street corner so it would be more difficult to sex traffic 
ask...

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REQUIEM-A STRUCTURED PROSE
Nothing moves,silence, echos of
voices,the past awakes!Faces 
appear,then depart!A tear trickles
slowly,the music plays,faintly.
Emotion erupt,again!
Regret whispers,in pain!


MEMORIES-A STRUCTURED PROSE
Memories surface,a requiem of
sounds,heaving emotions realign,
words recalled speak volume from
deep within , and live again on a...

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As I look back on those days of Joyful Reckoning,
I shed a tear,
I had a wife once and she was the best thing since pancakes, eggs, and sausage,
But I was a confused man, tormented by...

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Soup Contest

The day was Sunday
The time was just after noon
Church had just finished
The choir that day enchanting

You could feel the anticipation in the air
A Soup contest like no other
Everyone in the village was there
Young, old,...

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Clyde's Fine Country Diner is located about a mile south of town.
If you're lookin' fer rib-stickin' grub, its the greatest place aroun'!
Clyde retired after cookin' fer twenty-two years in the U.S. Navy,
Servin' up gobs of...

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Hey,hey! It's the Bohemia Cafe!Barry and Kirra'd greet you and say
"Hi there! Pleased to meet Chai!"
Barry and Kirra they say had a crazy Cafe where musicians would
go to jam and play.
You'd go...Through the kitchen and...

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At lunch on Wednesdays, we go out and dine at Trattoria Romana ,
wth my confreres in the community, there’s a choice to make;
either we spend the money or be content with the left-over at home
for...

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“Have a great time always with God’s gracious blessings!”
…Awesome message of triumphant wise policy...
Daily*, I face life through the Lord’s enthusiasm-fervency
To have delightful times of jubilant musings!

Sundays do enrapture me by enthusiastic praise-filled worship
Around friendship-bond...

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Remember the day when you said it’s YES!
Baby! A dream! It was wild and best!
Remember the kiss! And we said it’s love!
Baby! It’s sweet! It was true not less
You make my real day! 
You make...

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I'm not the average stupid mundane broad that's so stupid that I cannot see
That you get a rise and sick pleasure, when you intentionally hurt me
A sociopathic, psychotic, and paranoid-schizophrenic narcissist is all you'll be
Your...

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