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Going Into the Tabernacle

Burned up
Washed up
Lit up
Fed up
Smelled up
Held up

Copyright © Sean Rackley | Year Posted 2015



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Little Blue Flower

Little blue flower
Doing what flowers do
Petals raised to heaven
Standing guard at a tomb

Little blue flower
Quivering in the earth
Shaking in its place
Shivering in the dirt

Little blue flower
Standing all alone
A terrible surge of power
Then crushed beneath a stone

Little blue flower
Dead on the ground
Naked feet approach
A holey hand surrounds

Little blue flower
Unfurling in the Light
Standing straight and tall
Raised by God's might

Little blue flower
Finally rejoicing
Naked feet proceed
Other flowers are joining

Little blue flower
Loved by the Pardoner
No wonder Miss Magdalene
Mistook Him for a gardener

Copyright © Sean Rackley | Year Posted 2015

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Caffeine

Chemically: crystalline carbon compound
Commonly consumed as coffee, Coke 
Choices? Consider chocolate
Craziness careens corners

Attitude and attention adjuster
Autumn afternoon activator
Accelerated activities
Ask another altruistic answerable

Fathoming fatherhood 
Folgers: fresh or frozen
Foolish frolicking
Fickle frazzled frog

Favorite flavor?
French fanilla (fun!)
Famous for flying
Fan for “FREEDOM!!”

Endurance enhancer
E’erlasting elixir
Endocrine epoxic effects
Essayist endorser

I, internal igniter 
Interestingly included
In iced infusions
Imagine: ignorance imploded

Nosy noisy neighbors 
Night-time ne’er-ender
Negative nightmares…
Nice neanderthal!

Everyone’s elated 
Elliptical epiphany!
Elephants eat evergreens!
Ellipsis

Copyright © Sean Rackley | Year Posted 2015

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Pie

I love the way it looks,
     Glistening and steaming on the stove
The way it smells,
     Giving color to aroma
To taste it?
     Oh! Gift from above!

Chocolate, cherry, apple, lime
Love 'em all—if only time

If I see a slice,
I'll want to smell it
When I get the scent,
I'll most assuredly want a bite
And if I taste,

     I'll spoil my supper

It would be best for me to keep my nose in a book
And never ever enter the kitchen for a look

Copyright © Sean Rackley | Year Posted 2015

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Snickers

Hungry? Why wait?
Chocolate won't waste
Might go to your waist

Advertising is genius
Packed with peanuts
Quick way to protein us

Calories are king-sized
Due in part to caramelized
Nonetheless, it satisfies

You're not you, man,
When you're hungry for nougat
Share one (with Ted Nugent?)

Candy-licious, a name it needs
How about a Martian steed?
(Gives a flippant, hidden laugh) Indeed

Copyright © Sean Rackley | Year Posted 2016



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In a Sea of Goldfish

In a sea of goldfish sat a Bryce
He looked around, said, "Hey, this is nice!"
We fed him a bit more
He threw most to the floor
Then we gave him a bath once or twice

Copyright © Sean Rackley | Year Posted 2015

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Breakfast

Bacon
oRange juice
chEesy eggs
banAna
greeK yogurt
cofFee
toAst
pSalm
Thankful prayer

Copyright © Sean Rackley | Year Posted 2015

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How I Work

Ten monitors
Nine hours
Eight safety messages
Seven binders
Six coffees
Five computers
Four clipboards
Three maps
Two microphones
One stubby pencil

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Morning Noises

Police and fire sirens blare
An early emergency somewhere

Neighbor’s water squeaking thro’ the pipes
Two cats clawing each other’s stripes

Traffic hums and honks, tires squeal 
In such a hurry…what’s the big deal?

Mower of lawns and whacker of weeds
Garbage man missed: in-reverse beeps

Nearby pickup started and revved up loud
I’m not quite used to this urban crowd

Cell phone buzzes, again I slap the snoozer
I wonder: would I prefer a rooster?

Copyright © Sean Rackley | Year Posted 2016

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An Epitaph For Fajitas

Here lies T. R. Castor
She bought food for a meeting,
Overestimated how many were eating
The credit card, our boss had passed her
Now she's buried in this pasture

Copyright © Sean Rackley | Year Posted 2017

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