Short Expressway Poems

midnight rendezvous
lonely rider's expressway
we crash together....

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tattered barn along expressway
bearing another storm
lives in shadows of its time...

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blinding 
lightning 
cracks,
shatters
watery 
darkness 
of the sky;

blasts 
of thunder,
wipers 
shudder,
drag 
themselves 
across

my frosted,
rain-battered 
windshield;
need to 
pull over 
for a safe 
shiver!


....

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I always felt
  when it was time to die

The Muse would know
  before you or I

The hours borrowed,
  the moments loaned

Return to feelings
 and verse unflown 

With eyes never clearer,
  or heart so bold

I make my exit
  —with words untold

(Schuylkill Expressway: February, 2016)...

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Red letter days
give birth to each other
like pregnant goldfish.

Once again
the red circled hides its face
on the far side of the fridge.

Dates clog the cyclic notches
on my prayer wheel of anniversaries.

I hear an untimely cuckoo
in every paper window.

I need buttoned down numbers
that don't skid off
the expressway of things to remember
every time I see a squirrel....

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Refrigerated white clad knight
A thousand horses pull
With their might, prancing 'pon the road
Cargo hull loaded full

Up and down the expressway roam
See vehicles and roads
Rarely getting to visit wife
And place of home's abode

Same billboards everyday stored in
Memory~packed away
Loners tucked in but need escape
Complex puzzle at play  

Inspired by a tractor/trailer truck
on the expressway........

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It is a game of musical chairs
We elect them in pairs
Out with one, in with another
A father replaced by a mother

We vote for the wrong reason
We rotate faces every season
They call it democracy, supreme
Designed to bring in the cream

The metropolis must work
The County, their responsibility must not shirk
No water at home; lights on the blink
An Expressway viaduct at the front gate, they sink...

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...In fact, these truths are nothing new,
the Jews and the Christians knew well
that love disordered is nothing
more than an expressway to Hell.
That evil will misuse your live,
something that was made to be great,
and with it lead you somewhere dark,
all with a smile on your face.
The emotion we value most,
now a tool to make your life rough,
without prudence it destroys you,
because love is not always love....

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I want to place my final prayer
upon your plush velvet neck
murmuring my needs warmly
on that expressway where the crossroads of love and lust unite
focusing the steam of my soul there
confessing wholeheartedly
that my heart cannot move without you,
with my thick, steady hand rotating around your priceless grail
feeling the communion of our desire come to life
as your mouth becomes the chalice that holds my heartbeat
in this moment that confirms our sanctity -

J.A.B....

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