Long Wrangling Poems

Triumphant milestones rocked and rolled thru this (viz – modern) age  
     began in the dawn of Homo Sapiens early evolutionary light
     when those prime ape...

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Wired mortal from the English Art
Banished from his home, spotted from a distance
Noble amongst scrawling African inscriptions
First veneration of mystical minds
Take a bow, take a bow.

Obliterating deliberate disregard 
From interrupters of our histories, 
With trophies,...

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I’m moving down a forest trail,
wooden canyon on my right side,
above, on thermals, raptors glide,
always inspires without fail.
I hear a rustle before me,
and wonder just who that could be?

Perhaps it is an Indian,
face painted, war...

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In the aftermath of the bachelor's silent closure,
A plot with a building, wearied and older,
The nephew-in-law seeks to resolve the tangle,
Amidst power struggles, an intricate wrangle.

Uncertainty looms in the tangled estate,
An array of heirs, their...

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Standing up on this polished stone as
A bard once upon a time
In the utopian monarchy of my lonely thought
Sharping up the plight for its prime.
As an apostate of vice
On the face of the last dime,
Announcing...

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Amidst Mystic’s art and craft show last May I was wandering.
By a stall with wildlife photos malingering,
Where my new beau Greg caught me beaming. 
A gorgeous red tailed hawk photo I was unashamedly oogling.
 
“What...

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Four scores and seventy 
ingrained in blood stained garments
ancestors still rumbling in their graves
impatient souls lamenting their years 
pages kept turning
pens are writing
and the story is unfolding

Dead trees hang over broken walls
threadbare buildings stand solemnly
in...

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There is a beat to the world,
it burns and bites, it can calm & comfort,
it will arouse and it will anger, it is a romantic rhythm,
immutable and immaculate,
an unselfish music it is, life provides this...

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stars slowly diminish
darkness completes
still we feel the suffers of heat
the fever suspends in the thick
a velvet’s texture mix
clinging to skin as if drowned
dawn flexes, stretches and surrounds
as the last of struggling stars obscound
sunlight strikes without...

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I’m enjoying spending time with my mom - we have an intimacy braided like rope. I forgot how funny she is. At the same time, we’ve been softcore arguing for days.

She wants me to accomplish...

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They are playing that song again
The one that reminds me of you
It began to rewind as I turned up the dial
from a place long ago that's been bleached for awhile

"California Dreamin" sifts through the air
like...

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Roundup lassoes, swinging
Roping stars of wide open country
Sweetheart moon is swooning
Cowboy smiles wrangling darlins
Tobacco spitt’n anywhere the varmint wants

Yellow taxis the color of the sun
Brighten the slate gray egregious city
The pace of walkers as short
Or...

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There once was a branding woman that worked on a ranch
She ran through woods looking behind every branch
Frantic to find a tolerant male to arrange wedding plans
Her methods guaranteed producing orangutang comedians
Also, her cranky, exuberant...

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Tom Thumb, with split ears and abscess,
came to us on an autumn night.
A feline atlas with alley hard shoulders,
but a calm, cool warrior nonetheless.
Named for his Hemingway mittens,
an irony of bulk to literary lore,
for he...

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For diverse ranged interests, in prose and paint, speech annoted by body, frisbee 
aflight or as busking bowl.

Writing poetry, sitting or standing, thought on title, concept craving to be told, 
calligraphy ink to unlined leaf.
and...

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If you think my hands are full, you should see my heart. The wrangling in of these three boys can be the hardest part.
I’m quite outnumbered everywhere we go, by the looks on their faces,...

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So I’ve heard that some kids are bullying each other

Over not having really expensive shoes or clothing cover

Wow.

When did we get so shallow?

If you have to mentally scar someone

Shouldn’t it be over something that actually...

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*  *  *
Five days later the casket was lowered,
and Rico stood there with his red-haired wife,
she held up his two-year old daughter Jan,
he never felt more grateful for his life.

Things had gone much...

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Rebel Houston
(Snaps fingers) Acoustic Digital Hybrid... a breath, a fusion. So, what lurks beyond jazz funk, huh?/
 Thinkin' big time, are you? Do you dig? Can you feel it as you pursue your passion for...

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They came in a single file
Noiseless like wisps of smoke
They'd taken their chances 
For they say it's always greener
On the other side.
From the watch tower I perceived
The procession with a depressing pity 
They had crossed...

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I didn't want to break your heart,
I had no thought of that at all,
When I told you I'd be leaving
Right after roundup time this fall.

A cowboy's life is lonely,
With saddle, bridle and his horse,
A bedroll...

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I'm no legal expert, I'm the first to say
    Nor do I live in Israel, though I'm a citizen anyway
  But it's hard to watch a proposal tear my country apart
...

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As I am walking into my destiny, 
With my tattered blue jean that I have conserved in the family archive.
The giggle, cackle, chuckle can witness how I have been pestered by life.
Even the silly cat...

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"FRAGMENTS AND CRUMBS OF LIFE, ALL THE LITTLE PIECES"
                          ...

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Transparency, of a summer morn
when the blue from the window is so far, so pure 
you are filled with immenseness
and a certain feeling that something on the verge
of life shattering is just. about. to happen...

And...

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