History Zebra Poems

Dark -thirty

I don't know what time it is. 
I know work ended, 
at least the place I get paid, 
to do the things they need...

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Scales to Measure

We are not all equal. 
Some can dance on a wire...
above the crowd, 
Some can swim...
all the way to China. 
While others,
make food...

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A Blip Offering

I
we
they
and...

a show
a play
a picnic
an event

chaos
loss
grief
love
laughter

joy
connection
wisdom
truth

stranger
family
friend
soul mate

God


(free verse until it is no longer free...)...

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The History of Grown Children

When we are kids, 
we are told of God. 
It is easy to accept, 
a great Father in Heaven. 
No questions...

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America By the Square Foot

We here in this part of the country, 
love God and stand for the flag. 
We here in this part of...

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Thief of Glory 
 
Faded flowers, 
dead on the table, 
no vase, no water, 
no blood, 
no sacrifice, 
of time, sweat, tears, 
years and fears....

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Bad Discussions 
(Not a nice poem)

By the pound what a sound, 
in morbid delay at death's door. 
Cutting off bits and chunks of souls,
too busy...

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Yesterday

We 
that can remember
keep-alive
those that have been forgotten,
in the small room,
the place in our hearts,
where God 
plants the best flowers,
and no tears…
fall....

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Batteries

Included with your purchase, 
items of importance, 
things you might
have forgotten, 
at the last minute. 
Gifts that have…
no marked down price, 
no lesser quality, 
and...

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Slipping

What is expected
from perfection?
Do your best,
and none can find fault. 
The level of your challenge, 
needs to be higher,
than your attainable goal. 

Help others rise...

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7 Lies

We are friends.
One.
We are the same.
Two.
My family likes you.
Three.
We can hang out.
Four.

Stop…

Do you even know what a lie is?
Do you have any idea, 
what...

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Whip Whistle Garden Spot

There is a garden. 
It is in a small town, in the middle of the park. A place has been dug up...

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Blue Sky

Rocks.
Deep in the ground. 
Pulled from the darkness
by the sweat of brave men, 
ever challenging the black. 

Holes in the ground that hold the...

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The Chair

     Calls out my name. 
     It is ever at the side of the bed. 
...

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Garden Angel

My friend lives in a high rise, 
somewhere the other side of Manhattan. 
What does that even look like? 
She pays more money than...

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