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PBJ
something wholesome and American Imiss about the old sack lunch days, up earlyto spread peanut butter on cheapass whitebread and slather on some Smuckers and tossin a vend-a-size bag of chips and anapple in a brown paper sack with myname scrawled on it in smelly black sharpie,toss in a li’l debbie snack and hoof iton…
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Aubade
We all want to be beautiful, Liza beneath some argent moon in her fullness, at daybreak with its pink-lined clouds and sky pure as mountain springs, bright as topaz and us waking from dreams of golden streets . . . Liza, paradise is deep within, resides here within the placid soul, the restful mind. Each…
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Today Sisyphus
time to put fingers to keys and clack outsome semblance of a poem. sonnet? thisverse will not rhyme. morning beckons, my mindresists this invocation – will this, thenturn out another stillborn poem? whymust life be such struggle? what can we dobut push forward, Sisyphus pushing on,the stone of the world rolling back to crushexhausted toes…
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Forgotten Treasure
I work my day job too much. It doesn’t give me time enough to write. I have to steal time – usually from the Sandman. And that has never much worked for me; I’m a guy who needs his sleep… But it turns out to be less catastrophic than I tend to think. I was…
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Picking Back Up…
From my apparently unrecoverable blog bitterhermit.wordpress.com The 1000 poem project was completed some time in 2013. Time to start another challenge. Perhaps a bit less ambitious? My day-job pays the bills, but sucks the soul out of me; I write in fits and starts these days. We’ll start with a hundred-poem challenge and see how…
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