Long Yeller Poems

Saturday Afternoon Before Jack’s 2nd Birthday

A Caravelle wall clock behind me
  ticks away muffled minutes,
Its black pointed hands 
   reaching upward and downward;

The EXIT sign above the open white door
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Remember boys you can pull the trigger                            ...

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When strollin' by the ol' saloon,
on chairs they kept outside,
I spied a dried up, lonsome sort
folks walked by, but eyed.

He had a faithful doggie
with head laid on his knee.
The ol' man stroked him softly, 
kind,...

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was sitting in a crowd but felt so all alone
No communication, everyone staring at their phone
I just wanted to return to the life that I had tasted
No more electronic robots, I guess I'm technology wasted
Back...

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I have swept the sidewalk and watered the flowers- the yard is perfect you see
Afforded the time to swing in the rocker and drink southern sweet tea
As I sip from my favorite old fruit jar-...

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[Inspired - with much gratitude - by Jan’s poem
There’s No Knocking On Heaven’s Loo Door
and Caren and Tom’s comments on it]

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I suppose we take for granted - except when we are stung -
The intelligence of those busy bees that largely goes unsung!
The little critters pollinate flowers and such, and, moreover,
Create for us combs of ambrosial...

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Summer is over and the farmer now rests from his toil,
Having labored hard to wrest his crops from the fruitful soil.
Fall has arrived and all the crops have been gathered in.
The corn, wheat and soy...

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A Dog's Life
By Roy Merritt

He likes to pee on trees and smell his neighbor's ***
He likes to chase balls and roll 'round in the grass
And sometimes fight with others and have to run away
And still...

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‘Round the bunkhouse and corral—
Seven years old, without sin—
My yeller dog was my pal—
It seemed summer would not end.

The warm days went by fast—
It was time for me to wean—
The good things just do not...

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5/18/17


Never have I been the best storyteller
An average speller
And easy going feller
Shoutout to 'Old Yeller'
Above, below and within any cellar
With or without the use of propellers
In areas considered interstellar

Props to 'The Clan of the Cave...

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There's Something I always Keep With Myself ,
Wrap It Up And Place Onto My Shelf ;
My Secret's Land In These Extravagant Books,
Each Connected To One Another Through Angelic Brooks .


I'm a very Shy Person Though...

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When all the wranglin' chores was done and the sun settled in the west,
The cowboys was lollin' about the campfire savorin' much needed rest.
From early dawn they'd branded dogies and herded cantankerous steers,
Now it was...

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I must run so I might be free...
and I feel free because I run.
Breath draws deep past the lone oak tree,
Just my friend and I, 'Secretariat', race to have fun.
Fast through the grass and down...

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I’m learning to love pink
In bowls;
And boys and girls.

For my bedroom wall
Was claimed
  Putrid pink                   ...

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LeClaire was at his Traitors Post 
Getting a roast 
From the Indian seller 
One heck of a yeller 
“I did not have an affair!” 
She did swear 
“I sold this guy
What he wanted to buy...

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The old"yeller" cat, perched on the step,
So battle-scarred and worn;
He relished the warmth of the sun on his bones,
On that sweet,spring morn.

One ear was permanently bent over,
And the other--well, that was half gone.
These were long-healed...

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Whatcha gonna do if’n Famous Jameis goes pro?
‘tain’t nottin ya can do ‘bout it, Coach Jimbo
Dontcha know, da freshman Heisman winner’s caught da eye
Even da Giants’ Eli ain’t a-rankin’ too high

Butcha ya got ta give...

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“butter flies and marshes mellow”, that’s what he said to me.
did i look shocked — you bet, but i did him one better.

“mine craft and more bid yeller,” I smirked,
and he said, “wazzthatsposedtomean?”

as if he...

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Out in the front yard playing
a little boy and little girl.
He being a boy falls and skins his knee.
He didn't cry.
A few years later ,
watching "Old Yeller" with his friends.
At the end he didn't cry.
Many...

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Show respect in all you do
Believe in your faith
It will shine right through
If you work with a lathe
You need to respect
The tool that you use
And then you can reflect
To teach not to abuse
Anything in your...

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A tall and short-tempered fat man
was a boss I once had named Dan.
Both his kids and his wife
worked there too. Oh, what strife!
They fought like a hillbilly clan.

Dandee Donuts was Dan's small café.
I served donuts...

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All Orange and Yeller

When by Bernie she had been rear-ended
She was not really sure what he intended
We were beginning and starting to realize
That he was trying to cut her down to size.

Anyone knowledgeable and also...

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I've spoke of the Pork Rind
And my love for it's crunch
Now I must give due credit 
To whom I'm having for lunch

The Pig or the "Porkster"
In my circle he's fondly called
But to all the outsiders
He...

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I woke up this mornin' on a choo choo train
Bound for Amarillo in the pourin' rain
Starin' out the window started me thinkin'
It's gonna be this way 'til I quit drinkin'
Had an old Cadillac and a...

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