Long Wildwood Poems

I miss her, Mother Egypt
and those friends I left behind,
timeless history, marvels and mysteries
etched in stone by her own scribes.

Longing for the waters of the nourishing
River Nile and surrounding seas,
the laughter and smiles of everyone
who...

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Ameliorate the sensation sans being caught 
   between the devil and the dark blue sea,
This tethered to the oblate spheroid earthling 
   doth strive toward savoir-faire re:
As the fickle finger of...

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Who remembers, is it only me?
When March had drizzled, and April fooled us...
But a morning in the month of May.........

We'd spread upon a kitchen table 
Paste made of flour, scissors, borrowed
paper, crayons of rainbow colors...

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A NEW COUNTRY SONG




I was ravaged today
by

three country songs 
on the truck radio 
each moaning the lyrics  
". . daddy's pickup truck"
and "the Georgia mud"
while whining that
"she was leavin' me!".

(God! What woman
would not leave...

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COUNTRY MUSIC

I was ravaged today
by

three consecutive country songs 
on the radio while driving
each moaning the lyrics  
". . daddy's pickup truck"
and "the Georgia mud"
while whining that
"she was leavin' me!".

God what woman
would not leave if...

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Often I wonder, is it worth it 

Opening my eyes to blurred red numbers each morning,
broken lines of early hour countings,
as gloomed darkness peers through streaked windows
and dusty mini blinds create silent wooden horizons

Groaning, upright...

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Another Easter spent
feasting on Jelly Bean Martinis,
sculpting butter lambs
with Nana’s mastiff Escort
snoring by tabletop fire.

Aunt Bea smoked lemongrass,
shading wooden eggs 
with Dappled Willow shrubs.

A whimsical Slovakian cousin
suggested we whip each other with willow rods,
sprinkle ice-choked...

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WILDWOOD DAZE
April 7, 2011 at 1:19pm
WILDWOOD DAZE..

As I ride this clanking some what rocky bus

we know as New Jersey Transit I ponder

my destination, while I joy ride to sunlit beaches

and do wop dreams that can...

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Cottonmouth, dirty south 
Mustard biscuits, shut my mouth 
Down the Gulf of Mexico 
Running down Casino Row 
Through the miles of slot machines 
Making music, chasing dreams 
How far I'm going, I don't know 
Ain't...

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The forward-pointing fight of jolly time overflies.
And today blurs into a missing yesterday reprise.
The present blossom has dwindled and faded away,
Into a meager light reminiscence of yesterday.

Wildwood snuggles,
haystacks of sparkles,
yesterday struggles,
tomorrow marvels

It's sobering to discover...

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Excitement begins before the first day of the season.
New plants are rising upwards to feel the warm sun.
Changing the green flowing show, for some reason,
Heaving the stems mounted with color just for fun.
Alone grows the...

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Who remembers, is it only me?
Flour paste, scissors and pretty colored paper
Assembled upon the table, the early morn in May
This memory shrugs so many years away
Our innocence, cut and shaped
Into bright-sprigged paper cones
Such sweet accomplishments,...

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Across the time
Across the miles
He calls to me
My heart turns
Yearning to run through years
                    That part
...

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Oh, the incessant noise, the jibber jabber,
civilization’s cure for loneliness,
the panacea for boredom.
If only, if only, “You’ve got male.”
would be an answer.
Ah, but no…

Tweet on, “Oh ship of state…”
this Union, this rudderless human joining…

Oh, to...

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Oh, the incessant noise, the jibber jabber,
civilization’s cure for loneliness,
the panacea for boredom.
If only, if only, “You’ve got male.”
would be an answer.
Ah, but no…

Tweet on, “Oh ship of state…”
this Union, this rudderless human joining…

Oh, to...

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I've  been a lot of  places in this land, 
From sea to shining sea. 
There's a  place in the hills of Arkansas
That means more than them all to me,
A little wildwood church...

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I lose myself in nature to be consoled by the characters that stop by to wish me well. I search for my special mushrooms that make me happier than happy. 
A little mouse tells me...

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Long has lived the legend of her,
In sunsets of scarlet and violet,
When fields were scented in lavender--
Her theme fragrance lingers yet!

Dainty and elegant in lilac dress,
Hyacinth lives next to a grapevine,
Petite, pretty, pert, purple princess;
Upon...

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Written: December 17, 2023
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Our young braves had fled off!
We stand poised; they stay live! 
The wildwood rose will grow.
Honeysuckles also spray.
Our braves were laid down low.

Our...

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There is a hole in the earth
It lays in the west far from the city crowds.
It is the berth of forest and wildwood
It is majestic in its watery discourse
It is where the earth's crust met...

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Just come on down, and spend a very pleasant day
at a spot on the shore that’s not too far away.
Feel the warmth of the sunshine, and the ocean’s spray.
Walk on the sand dunes, or on...

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I lay my dark and spiraled finger 
against pure and corded wildwood,
In the wailing current
of the rich wheels of wilderness,
Before the sonant vesper 
of dreaming by a worshiping colt,
Shielded from sheaths of stone
by a tree...

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Abysmal is the wildwood
The path astray
Observe the whispers
Echoes of footsteps
Wander the forsaken
Voyage the forgotten

Each step a memory
Every breath a death
All thoughts create

Untrodden the fathoms of aqueous 
Tenebrous are the depths
Sense the essence
Absorb its mystery
Submerge in...

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It was the strange cologne
the misty moon
it was the river rolling on and on
hallucinations and a dream
someone's shadow on the wall
silvery leaves brushing your face
running
running
through the wildwood
over the bridge forever
to the cottage bright
in the meadow
dark...

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I love these Ozark hills,
that lie amidst the rocks and hills.
The sunshine and rain, and harves of grain
and the call of the whipporwill,

The beautiful trees that sway with the breeze,
The neighbors are friendly and kind;
There's...

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