Short Backwater Poems

Backwater junction in a backwoods town
Rusty and creepier than a carnival clown
Timber rattlesnakes hide their slanted eyes
No one visits this woodpile, no big surprise...

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Poor Earl Crabtree, they tried him for murder
He claimed innocence; he’d never hurt her
   But Earl was transgender
   He’d gone on a bender
Pleaded guilty ~ he’d tried to pervert her...

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I search the backwater of your body,
 to calm my fears,
 the garden of your soul
 to germinate my seeds...
 In the torment river of life, i am
eternal fisherman
of your heart
and constant hunter
of me... simply
 that, naturally
thus...!...

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EVERYTHING IS NORMAL

The backwater
dreams is catching the winds
to become a whirlwind again...

The past daydreams
of recovering time
to live the present...

Rest
revels in silence
to replenish energy...

the night shines, the stars
with the sleeping rays of the sun
borrowed for free...

Pain heals,
when the scars dry
and become just memories......

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I started chopping, one by one
the non gratae parts of my Temple,
while unbeknownst to me
pebbles were already spreading whispers
in all directions.
Shh..don’t speak so loud 
You might as well keep quiet
Angst is already on her beaten path to the heart. 
A path guarded by flowerless magnolia trees
on one side..
and mud cypress trees
on the other side, the one towards the backwater.
Shh..tis nothing but a..
distichum of deciduous discomforts....

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life imitates,
the river imitates
life...
life is all
movement,
the river is turbulent,
sometimes life
is backwater,
the river sometimes
stops...
life hides
your feelings
in the depths
of the spirit,
the river its secrets
in the depths
from your bed...
Life and the river,
always follow
in front of...
pioneering
borders,
bypassing
obstacles,
seeking out
horizons.
just stop forward
in blue infinity:
The river, the blue of the sea,
life the blue sky...!...

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So much there that can be so pleasing,
even if it's backwater teasing
but who claimed life was a gas to enjoy
easy squezzy with every toy
when did the alarm sound to slow us down
easy does it say's the crowd
don't wanna miss the next go 'round
entertainment leaps 'n bounds
shiny brass in tooting form
skinned-topped bucket rolling norms
booted sassy short skirt screamers
make us all believin' dreamers

 easy does it,easy squezzy
just give me somethin' plenty pleasin'.......

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