Short Procured Poems

local cab driver big deal

lacking personal appeal

drove into a lake

procured a fish cake

and bumped an electric eel.
...

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They climbed
resuming the mongrel form, 
The twelve.
A catcalling mob
burdened by sympathetic stimulants, 
Procured from the neck.
Yippering yowls 
break from a youth, 
Torn from thick, incongruous lips.
As a pack
they leap onto the quivering metal, 
Slender paws slapping on ice.
Ice all round; 
leering...over bearing... ungracious ice
To aid their whimpering might....

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Beach rose
The blessed shall say
What a joyous day
My Lord beseeched
This day at the beach
Musk Mallow
Watched them grow
Yellow daylily
Caressed immediately
Discovery, a butterfly to be
Look how this miracle spoke to me
Love procured
Secured
Visit
Wild tulips
Strong and undefeated
Change proceeded
Faith within
Where it has always been
Hearts may recall
I chose love above all...

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Oh my yes, I do have two walkers and a chromed wheelchair.
Procured them years ago when I tore my ACL one day.
Twas a mis-adventure of missing a chair high in the air.
When I take a painful arthritic step I do not delay.
Get out my arsenal of aids and travel without a care.
Helped friends who unexpectedly could not walk along the way.
Crazily handy to have these items that I love to share....

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like a night fairy
you invaded
my side of the room
stealing my coffee
hot handed
like the money
with which it was procured
selling poetry
composed with heart
and sore fingers
holding ballpoint pen
put together 
the old fashioned way 
carrying the books
everywhere I go 
asking anyone interested
to buy a copy
now thanks to you
I have to purchase more
of this daily necessity
with what is left
in my wallet...

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The Pharisees vengeance,
unleashing again

To kill a ‘false’ prophet,
their fear redescends 

The cross is made ready,
like ages before

The nails though still rusty,
hammer deep and secure

Their memories short sighted,
rejecting the fact

The last one they crucified…
 alive and intact

A new Resurrection
they’re about to ensure

Through hatred and envy
—damnation procured

(For Sister Marcella: January, 2021)...

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I love a meal with chopsticks – 
It’s elegant and fun.
I’m slowly eating, bit by bit,
When forkers are all done.

Each morsel’s daintily procured
And lifted to one’s lips;
Some concentration’s needed
So the food stays in its grips.

But once you get the hang of it,
You’ll dine with new delight,
A feeling of accomplishment
In every single bite.

Some people find it challenging,
But everybody should
Discover just how pleasant
It could be to eat with wood!...

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hard to remember an image as precious as this offering 
the gods must have been in jubilant spirits
jagged edges through out this ocean~view 
the aqua blue splattered in coral a first for this salty dog

a long hard swatch of baby pink draws out the young boy
use to skip carefully procured flat stones
across the curls of this mighty waterway 
my mistress calls -time to prepare for one more adventure 

ride the ocean
the die is cast

armand~...

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Who has not had to demur and endure another’s wrath wrongly procured?

Who has not felt their face flush red from an unrighteous rebuke for words never said?

Who has not sat in a crowded room and yet felt all alone in their doom and gloom?

Who has not been subjected to the scorn of the hypocrite’s sanctimonious spurn?

Who has not been kicked to the dust from a friend’s betrayal of their trust?

Who has not known the ache of a heart that breaks?...

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The spattered recipes come out,
Ingredients procured.
The kitchen timer ticks away,
So I am reassured.

We slice and blend and chop and mix
And wait for pots to boil,
While using all the eggs on hand
As well as all the oil.

There’s so much prep for just one meal
But every year’s the same
And any dish forgotten
We’d consider such a shame.

Tomorrow we will gather
And retell the ancient tale
Then the fruits of all our labor
We’ll be happy to unveil....

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The fallen snow procured 
Itself with the earth all winter
As spring enters its warm winds,
The snow-transformed-from its frozen home
Begins its path of deviance carving the weak soil
Conveying the grieving trusting earth down river
Where the surmounting horror ends;
Only after a twisted ride does the soil find refuge
In the bottom of a lake;
Where momentarily is thought of as unimportant
By its self and others; 
But, a change is at hand; a change is at hand....

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Some topics Ralph wants to survey
So as to salient facts convey,
Many textbooks available,
Quite a few: The Reliable...
Ralph thinks the few 'manageable'
For seen points undeniable:
On How Life is its knowledge sought,
Not ease procured from treasures bought; 
On how US is like Russia: 
Both of them for Friends in Asia...

But who shall the more the Goal aid:
Won't energy, mid course, start to fade?
A is more wonderful than B;
Just that where A is B might be....

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