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Dc Bursey Poem
distant mountain scene
blue shadows for artists and
indigo poems
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when plastic breaks down
birds die with their belly full
some things can’t digest
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all colors and shapes
plastic floats in a harbor
necklaces for gulls
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pop tarts in a pack
even frosted come in twos
just for Gemini
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liquid skin applied
hid morning hieroglyphics
a painted Spencer
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jack-o-lantern's
radical lobotomy
scary pumpkin pie
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leaves of trees near a park bandstand
listen to poetry and music all summer long
paints a masterpiece on frost’s demand
Birch and Maple bare against faded land
orange and red in a gusty wind-song
leaves of trees near a park bandstand
they waited for their return to the land
and transform into soil danced on
paints a masterpiece on frost’s demand
snow covers leaves with pastels of wonderland
wood quietly waits for summers bloom
leaves of trees near a park bandstand
a painter with a steady hand
hung a painting in his front room
paints a masterpiece on frost’s demand
cycles of weather ripple to the land
people in the park sing and play until
leaves of trees near a park bandstand
paints a masterpiece on frost’s demand
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I saw an old man with tired eyes
lean over a fence and
throw apples at the boys skateboarding along the side walk
thought he was angry
looked like he was mad
seemed upsetting
was sort of sad
but the boys on the skateboards caught each one then
munched on their apples
as they bobbed on
next thing I knew an apple flew my way
caught it shined
it tasted sweet
talked to the old man
his name was Pete
with his Irish accent and
sported black shiny boots
and a green tam
Pete told his story
about the apple ambushing
they take me back he said
to my childhood days
when I could play and be merry
they help me forget what war took away
brothers young and some just married
I planted an apple tree for the love of my life
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ginger rocks roll down
still clad in a mountain’s clay
see these scars of mines
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River left High Peaks
drank too much mill-wheel-squeak and
threw up in the sea
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