Long Well mannered Poems

“ANTE BELLUM”


BEIGEBest served where it can’t be seen
On Stirling Silver platters
With redruM narcotics
Delivered by sharp Blood-Red
Well-mannered talons
Strutting in sleek wet rolling tight-skirted
Long French Silk Stockinged legs all the way down to 
Lethal Six Inch stilettos...

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Let’s talk about it.
The projected disrespected was selected! Yes selected, not by man, but by God.
144, yes, that’s the number it took for Shedeur Sanders to be drafted.

Let’s talk about these NFL owners from the...

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Understanding Suicide Understanding Me

Awhile back I had a dear friend contact me to ask if I heard about the young mans suicide at a nearby towns school. I had not. After asking one time on...

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~ Punished~
                        
One evening with her dad she met this man at...

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"Strange Vampires"

all those years 
ago, when conspiracies
flourished around 
did we or didn’t we go 
to the moon, when we
were once human,
proved to be lies,
whichever way 
the dark shadows 
conveyed it.

the truth 
came out much later,...

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It was both a complicated and simpler place and time.
Mostly a quiet place tucked away, but not far off the beaten path.
Occasionally, a noisy and sometimes uncivil place, but very little crime.
A place though legally...

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Whoami? Within following figurative nutshell:

Yours truly just a fluke of the universe
worming his way hook, line and sinker
thru the meandering time stream,
which current speeds up the older I get
rocketing toward my sixty fifth birthday
January thirteenth...

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Whoami? Within following figurative nutshell:

Yours truly just a fluke of the universe
worming his way hook, line and sinker
thru the meandering time stream,
which current speeds up the older I get.

A garden variety (generic) agrarian wannabe
antiauthoritarian, bookish...

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This is about San Francisco,1967

Oh, yes that city had its own song!
It was a siren's call that sang;
"Here, Panagiota, is where you do belong!"
And my dearest poets, the sirens 
call was not wrong.

It sang a...

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Politesse pleases me...
thank you very much
for letting me clutch
your attention courtesy
sharing following thoughts
thru reading my poem analogous 
to invisible electronic, 
fantastic, kinetic... touch.

Manners work like a charm
equivalent to abracadabra to disarm
truculent nasty shortish brutes
who thrive...

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Petes Story

Pete was 27 when his life changed forever
An honest man he lived life with endeavour
At 18 working as an apprentice and carving a life
At 21 he'd bought his own house got married had a...

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(continued from part one)

At first he ignores her, refuses to care
But his heart is open, the love is there
He is refined, conservative and well mannered
She is spunky, life full and somewhat to be desired
Her dress...

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Recess 1


Third grade
Ms. Greene
Handed me tightly wrapped Chinese candy 
And Starburst occasionally

A little girl
Fresh out of Haiti
Bullied
Teased, punched and kicked
Scared and scarred
Yet well mannered 

Blue she wore “going on a date?
Ms. Greene giggles and smiled

In...

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Your birth welcomed me back home
What a great surprise and joy, like flowers’ bloom
You, four lovely babes filled my world with gladness
Got all the big smiles upon seeing your charm and cuteness

But rain came and...

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In the night the wolves howl in the distance,
As the spring lambs bay, with the first stirrings of life,
Close lies the pack of humanity, those for whom hunger for the
Fresh taste of the blooding’s first...

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You might see me in the back streets
By the light of the full moon
With my look refined and cunning
I will almost make you swoon
Don't treat me as an enemy
Or fear me as a foe
Don't use...

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(unsettled conscience beckons expunging)

Upon espying aesthetically pleasing lass
(considerably younger than me),
middle aged ma'am, or classy older woman
impetuousness overtakes rationality
courting acquaintanceship constituting

aforementioned type female
these premature ejaculations
blindside yours truly
upon comfort level
of unfamiliar lady recipient,

(especially years gone by
with...

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Into Young Womanhood

this glorious role, sans
     helping beget and nurture thine first born
three day shy of Christmas 1996,
     fills thy being
     with joie...

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It was a night I'll always remember,
I've told this tale so oft,
Sometimes I forget, and on my 3rd repeat
My friends think my mind has gone soft

But it's way back, maybe "69,
I was but a teenager...

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When I was a child, children were chattel, threatened by our parents and our preacher.
We did not even dare whisper a tiny bit of a sliver of a question at our teacher.
Today’s brazen un-mothers drop...

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Empty Glass 
Stained

The house is empty. 
The dogs...
are barking again. 
This happens, 
and.

It is left hanging there, 
for a reason. 
The word...
Says little and less, 
when I have run out of breath, 
to speak words...

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I was poised to take a picture of a ladybug when she turned around and said, 
“Do you mind!  
It’s impolite to take a picture of a lady from behind!”

“I hope you know…” she...

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I was the last of ten children in my family

Nine lovely girls and li'l ole me

Spoiled you may rightly assume

WRONG!

I was the sweetest well mannered offspring

That a parent could ever wish for

Even to the point...

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Me... creature of comfort? Bah

Once again mine lock, stock
and barrel trade in balderdash
finds yours truly (i.e. me)
to type poem frisson a$$ off
as dentures chatter and gnash,
while still inside me gobstopper,
(the sole way to generate
plea for...

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Coral and lime stones
You can take the country out of me
However, not the trace of acid lime out of my blood
Growing up on the island has its advantages
Everybody was related to each other: and everyone...

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