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ICHABOD THE TURTLE

...ICHABOD THE TURTLE
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There once was a snapping turtle named Ichabod,
An intrepid soul, his legs lightning rods.
    Rabbits, he outpaced, left them confu...

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Footnotes

...A thirst for walking shoes tightens ankle bones –
it would be sure enough a miracle
if for at least one morning
I could parachute out of my own inner attic
to make a soft landing into
lighter th...

Tale of Two Cities and Two Captains

...Well what the Dickens is going on?
My choice as the greatest scribe and voice of our tribe
Charles not himself a cricketing man but definitely a fan

Twas…the tale of two skippers and two cities
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Musk is a Farley's Rusk

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Demagogue not pedagogue

Aghast & agog

Perfidious insidious fog

Reeks of the past

Slog through the smog

Musk seeks to flog

Earth & its serfs

Downed & drowned

In his dystopian...

Belladonna Blue

...Belladonna blue.
Scenes in a mystery, do.
Hope, need ye accrue?

Indeed! Heart, why bleed?
Lead? Others or ye? Be! Sea;
Four seasons; change? Strange...

Cold core, darkest door?
Ancient lor...

Bright Eyes Skim

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Written: February 27, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Justin Bordner

Quote By Rumi: "Shut your eyes so the heart may become your eye, and with that vision look upon another world"...

guerillas

...My boyfriend Peter’s like smoke, he’s elusive. He doesn’t always carry his phone.

There’s a crosswalk in Tokyo, it’s in all the movies. The light changes and hundreds of people walking in differen...

Still wrestling with impasse to contentment

...Still wrestling with impasse to contentment

Dispense sing with fidelity blithely agog
just me and mine dark shadow 
slinking along outer limits of 
the edge of night doth blog
passivity, the p...

The Wicked and The Wick and my humble Abode

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Ripping nostalgia right out of my veins
Crippled curtains living in psycho domains
We demolished this city not just this city the World
I can't live slow enough to get to pretend
People go craz...

Is it my time

...The window holds no joy anymore
There's no need for knocks on my door
My time, my hesitation subsides
Life's true mystery, no longer hides

My bed is my jail, my cage today
My reason to be, I m...

I Am The Fog

...I am the quiet, rolling fog,
With misty drops, I wish to clog,
The air in hopes with you I might,
Impair your mind and sense of sight.

I come at night so not to warn,
So that you’ll find me in...

Plank or Axle

...Plank or axle
Poem
Lionel Derbyshire

Two lad's halted child
And men mature bolted out
One chose the plank
The other the axle
They laboured hard
For the slog on commission
They had to do
T...

Closed-In

...This day
in the deep country, the sky it is high, blue, and vertical,
with no hand holds, nor anything for the eye to cling to.

In the city we don't get 'big sky, we get pencil thin ray...

A Journey of Souls

...("A Migration of Ghosts", 2023, original encaustic)

A Journey of Souls

Collectively and alone
We struggle and slog
Each in our own world
A particle on the wave.

There is nothing mo...

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