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Where The doggerel barks

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Easter Basket Case

In Easter Sunday new knee-high to alter on tip toe to offer and all the while sinning somehow on credit- being born past due. But the real trespass was that … Keep Reading

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Detach

inches in, the incongruity of last having done so some thirty years ago, right before your no show at divorce court… sparks me! you let it all lay about for years, in … Keep Reading

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That Whiskey In A Coffee Can’t Cure

there is nothing wrong with four a.m. that whiskey in a coffee can’t cure…you demure? Not your kind of thirsty…?…and  too old fashioned blue in that shopworn hue, through the non-filtered … Keep Reading

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The Market State

The Market State Reading History seems only to heighten the mystery of the Why we are Where we are And a current Czar of the that then this is a … Keep Reading

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At Least Six Feet Of Poems

At Least Six Feet Of Poems I don’t want to see this poem on any printed page, nor periodical, one-off— or collection I want my poemin’ to be buried with … Keep Reading

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Equation

Now young in death How can that be? and why should I surmise her demise in such fashion barely cold when calculations set in-and I pretend to feel but can … Keep Reading

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Straight Shooter

An old buddy died young yesterday Left a wife, daughter, dog Debt, doctor bills And detractors That old buddy phoned me midnight Dialed with distress and disease Calling with memories. … Keep Reading

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Harvest Moon

The harvest moon consorts with shadows/ in backlit sullen hollows/ where harbingers stood up or passed over/ are held hostage to a due date/ and dying of inaction or not … Keep Reading

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Vernalis

Somewhere someone plans a spring offensive somewhere someone young will die the old will be bled and babies force marched through a warmer gentler April Where bombs will concuss bullets … Keep Reading

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Spring Snow

I know it’s cold and yes it’s damp and likely tomorrow spring snow so wear that little sundress and those sandals with pouty heels wear that sweet, short sundress we’ll … Keep Reading

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