Short Everyplace Poems

     
     Not every river is january
     not every carnival February
      not all I that ask for grant
        not ALL  in  life is real
    everyplace  in world is sanctuary
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W here did they come from?

R ight here on my face

I just don’t like them

N ow they’re everyplace

K nown to come with age

L oose skin that’s stiff

E ither Accept or 

S chedule a face lift...

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Every Thing

      It’s ok not to tell everyone, everything. 
      Your achievements every day,
      everyplace you’ve ever been,
      everyone who’s come your way.
      Not everybody needs to know your day....

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my bucket list expired
I care not
nothing in it interests me
I have poetry, cartooning, dog-raising and painting
they are my go-tos now
I do not want to travel
I can see everyplace on the Discovery channel
I am more than satisfied
easily giving up river rafting
with my bad knee and worse ankles
jumping out of airplanes was never on my list
my bucket list has expired
I care not...

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Friends 
Friends 
 
 
They slam my fingers in their car doors they hit me everyplace that hurts when 
eye have a sunburn and when eye have a sore a scab is soon long gone from 
punches from my friends they love to hit the face and other places hurt when my 
friends get mad at me or when they simply want to act so tough and have some 
fun what good is enemy to me when friends are one....

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Ride a city bus or train 
And you will get a sense
Of humankind of every strain - 
Behold the evidence:

The old, the young, the thin, the fat,
The handicapped, the frail,
The homeless, jock or spoiled brat,
The baby set to wail.

The strollers hogging too much space,
The walkers inching past,
The bodies crushed up everyplace
Until your stop - at last!

You exit, glad to be outside
And grateful you can walk,
But that's the price you pay to ride
On transit in New Yawk.
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The wind is whipping, so the sleet’s
Like needles on your face.
Your feet are slipping on the sheets
Of ice formed everyplace.

The cars are skidding on the roads
That haven’t gotten salt.
It’s so forbidding, each abode’s
Prepared for an assault.

The people shopping in the stores
Buy everything in sight;
Though some are stopping doing chores
That they don’t need tonight.

The blizzard’s blowing as they said,
A fierce, ferocious storm.
So I’m not going out; instead,
I’ll watch from in the warm....

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