Short Tie In Poems

I dress up every Sunday, 
but only in my mind
My coat and tie in tattered shreds,
the past and future bind

To celebrate in peasant rags,
as memory dances free
Imagining in formal garb
—what only I can see

(Dreamsleep: May, 2022)...

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I hear his call before I spy
The owner of that wild bird cry.
Protected from the guns of man,
He may live out his full life span.
I watch God's aerial masterpiece
And pray his numbers may increase.
The symbol of Land Of Liberty,
Freer than man can ever be.

Though I would gladly have him stay,
The bald head eagle soars away.



Won 3rd place 3 way tie in contest...

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Tyrannical,
tourette-ical,
tic-tic-tic-tic-tocking,
twisting, tangling, tumbling,
the words tie in tight Gordian knots
trying to flee the faltering tongue
in a staggering, staccato rhythm, 
sounds now chat, chat, chat, chattering 
out of his mouth as unpredictable 
and uncoordinated utterances; 
as if, as if, as if, AS....IF
they were bubbles, popping
as they rise, rise 
from the depths 
of the sea....

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Whisper sent form hallowed shore 
Ancient breath of love and lore
In the tongue a silent hope
Gathers near an ancient rope

Hung from stars to sea-bound men
Plucked from foxhole, cave, and glen
Break from clay, a foolish turn
To quench the thirsting heart of yearn

Beyond the grasp of mortal man
Knows no end, yet here it stand
Endless beacon by a name
Reputation: human bane

Cursed crucible remain
Tattered tie in blood is stained...

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