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Forum topicAnti-War Poetry patmac1118 years 7 months ago

My stories

A Midsummer Morning's Dream

I was speeding away from the cops (unjustly accused of groping a bratty girl in a tex-mex cantina) without an instant to throw on my glasses I made it a ways on the highway dodging semis and metal rails

A Non-Poem

a poem- (to phrase it weakly, as my muse is, as I, sickly) may be a bohemian exudation, a war-like insinuation, a contemplated, learned elaboration, or one of a thousand other Orphic manifestations--

Voyaging to a Hamburger Joint

(dedicated with love to my Mom Cecelia ) Having dodged a hundred bullets, championed some ten lost causes, forgotten a thousand amazing tales and concepts,

an Ode to Dr. Ali

as long as Earth has people like him, the green glow of her continents shall never grow dim.

an Ode to Doctor Ali

I came to him in pain and with shame (he reminded me of birth, famine, and rain) he is or was a neurologist by trade (with a frank, quick-witted way of seeing) an inspection of my poet's half-carcass he made

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