Mobile In Alabama
...Those were such happy days, for I had lately been deeded a farm,
My aunt and uncle were retiring, so tillage had lost its charm.
Since they were childless, and to a retirement community bound,
I...
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Categories:
weeknights, beauty, dream, home, imagery,
Form: Couplet
A Beggar's Silent Plea
...Sitting on the corner, freezing in the rain-
Getitn all emotional; it's hard to bear the pain
Used to have a home, just like you upscale folk
Now my world is shattered; my life's become a joke.
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Categories:
weeknights, abuse, adventure, youth,
Form: ABC
Unwoven Memories
...I grew up and out on a four family-owned,
and cooperatively-organized,
extended matriarchal farm.
Four interdependent 1940s through 1970s patriarchally managed businesses,
without substantial q...
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Categories:
weeknights, culture, family, farm, happiness,
Form: Prose Poetry
Better Daya
...I know you’re happy,
Guess I’m stuck bein’ me,
Guess I stay missin’ out on chances that I couldn’t see.
But in the meantime,
Keep your head,
And know I’m doin’ just fine.
You know, ...
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Categories:
weeknights, angst, emotions, growing up,
Form: I do not know?
Lentement, Doucement, Discretement
...This is not an accident. I used to call him
a lazy criminal. Scooping hearts and spilling blood,
leaving footprints, fingerprints. Stains.
Eyes folding over -- the blindman or the beggar?
Lips that ...
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Categories:
weeknights, lost love, love, nostalgia,
Form: Free verse