Long Wiry Poems

Two, perhaps three miles out to sea, beyond the reef to Zapatillas,
Bocas’ dual sand-edged footprint jewels with jungle centre trees, 
Francesco’s outboard boat heads out to Caribbean’s deeper blue.

Where sun burns softer gringo skin, but...

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Aunt Mary was a small and wiry mother
of six;
four by birth
and two by informal adoption.

She sang in a small querulous voice
yet spoke boldly
filled with loving EarthMother
indigenous wisdom choices.

Aunt Mary was a serenely quiet mentor
and suspiciously...

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|SEVEN MINUTES UNTIL OUR DEMISE

{"Seven minutes left; the insistent buzz in my skull would never abrogate, it preserved on being continuously strenuous. 
My whacks on the veneer of the tiles went unheard of as my...

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A  HAIRY  LAMENT

I've been bereft since you abandoned me
You provided comforting you see.
When I lay my head to sleep at night
I wish you were here with all my might.
Was so good to have...

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ALONE AND FORGOTTEN, THIS OLD MAN WANDERED AROUND,
THROUGH GUTTERS AND ALLEYWAYS, ALONE IN THIS TOWN.
ONCE, HE WAS WEALTHY, OR AT LEAST HAD SOME DOE,
BUT WHY HE LEFT IT BEHIND; NO ONE SEEMED TO KNOW.
VISITING THE...

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Dirk was educated to a very high degree
But there was no career for as far as the eye could see
Finally he took a part time job just as a start 
And now he was Retriever...

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Have I done something wrong..8 long years..regretted being forsaken not feted..more pong than gong it appears

Charismatic Selectors mistaken..phlegmatic..enigmatic or erratic

Dramatic not pragmatic nor didactic tactic

Despite the fans throng that he does belong

After an en song...

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Come forth our Angel of the North
Working class…but VIP pass…standing sentry for cricketing gentry
Towering injury tarnished Talisman penury
Revarnished..primacy rebooted for his mooted destiny and legacy
Poetry in motion..the emotion
The devotion..our commotion potion

Rejuvenation
India rue what Stokes does...

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The black dog stood out in contrast to the snow drift Arlis found her half buried in.Emaciated she was a light load as he hoisted her onto his shoulder.She appeared to be a Irish wolf...

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Earlier in the week I was pretty sick and Peter was pampering me. One night, as Peter was taking away my tea tray, I took a selfie to send to my mom - as proof...

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I was perched upon a wooden bench beneath a bottle tree 
when this worn out wiry ringer stopped to rest his gammy knee. 
I’d been touring through the outback and had sought to sit a...

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i saw you standing next to a wall
keen i've seen you 
collected dark shy
wiry tall
so i picked you up
took you home
you just wanted someone to hold
that's what you told me
so i was onto you from...

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We went to the concert, my cousin and
I

While we tried to find parking, a man in a yellow beetle hit an Acura, thought that no one was 
looking and quickly looked for another space. My...

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After the storm, my brother
(all gangly knees and elbows)
bore the brunt of its ferocious aftermath.

Every day after school
I watched his wiry biceps bulge a little
as his handsaw scritched against the tree
which had fallen diagonally across...

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~

She reached for the ribbons of her gown
not knowing why, but she held them in her hand
as she floated through the ever changing mist,
whites and grays in a swirling pattern,
mesmerizing in blends and shifts, 
blurred...

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She reached for the ribbons of her gown
not knowing why, but she held them in her hand
as she floated through the ever changing mist,
whites and grays in a swirling pattern,
mesmerizing in blends and shifts, 
blurred...

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Nothing boot toe till rot and duff feet...

concerning yours truly
poor righteous leftist sole.

Great way to begin the new year
mine little feet about size nine wear
sneakers acquired At Ian's Boots
not for profit business 
origin of said...

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Muscles locked in agony
Every ligament burning 
Pain flooding nerve endings
Labor
Heavy panting of breath
Heart pumping trying to keep up

Behind the canopy of human perception 
Life and Death dance
  
On her knees pushing
Two women holding her
A...

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Sam is a novice gardener who stamps on all ants
He doesn't like them near or crawling on his plants
Their Queen was angry and wanted revenge
For the ones that had fallen she wanted to avenge.

They planned...

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i wait for grandpa, with his steps slow as a turtles, i listen bye and bye, but the voices
hollow, we walk and talk, and i hear his voice shake, we laugh and flock, as we...

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No twilight concerto to sway     not yet
as  zigzag street lights pound upon
heavy fog  clutching iced flakes  on rooftops
like hushed matte from night's gale
pouring bitter ovules to a past...

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Walking up uneven sidewalks—
up cracked little hills of pavement,
past dingy apartments
gliding through trailer parks—
rough rails and low fences
skidding my fingertips—
reaching the dampened street.

Through an empty crosswalk
where children once would
wait to pass—
vigilant cross guards leading
laughing kids...

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Nothing boot toe till rot and duff feet...

Attempting nightly ritual
nsync with sole and
instep of beat
January second 21:08
two thousand twenty
footwear equipped with
custom made cleat

proudly standing tall
(think) as an elite
able, eager, and ready
to sprint skyhigh fleet
ting into...

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Oh, a motley mob of rowdy men are we
When we hit your town to go on a spree.
We’ve fleeced the worst of their wiry wool
And our canvas pockets are now brim full.

We’ve come from the...

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Wan and weary in sultry heat
he walked on and on through dust and dirt
off the bustling street, looking for a shade

Paving his way through by lanes
at last reached a quiet spot,
full of green cover.

Like an...

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