Cretan Maineiac Poems

Let's commemorate the
Souls
lost to the Vietnam Era, notme
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The night is so rife
w/ the sounds of life when the
paper hits the stoop
i wait for it to grow legs
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Smoke signals call for Philip
Morris, Nicationa
the Klamath called it before chasing down wild
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Known affectionately as T
formerly w/ Mr. Ez

from that Lovely Hilly place
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George and Gordon (not
Lord Byron) went
dashing thru the snow from
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(to the tune of 'O Danny Boy')

Tara McHale, i love the words you wrote me
you're never stale, your eyes smile 'cross the sea
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April showers fell unseasonably cold @ VaTech,
that morning, the
dripping blood of a forfeited soul with selfish motives.
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Pick a noun: a Person,
Place, Thing, or
Idea, infuse it w/
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Interests too diverse to
itemize, pursue, or
even
Enjoy, chronically late but
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(Inspired by 'The God of Impertinence' by Sten Nadolny)

How that fire warms, forged
tools comfort, enable,
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