The Temptress
Lured
Me
Into her domain
We made a deal
I lost
Now I’m secured with rusty chains
Kneeling
Eternally
Hers
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The Temptress
Lured
Me
Into her domain
We made a deal
I lost
Now I’m secured with rusty chains
Kneeling
Eternally
Hers
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Everyday
Wears
White Tilley hat
Multicolored braid
Walks with a cane
Slowly crosses A1A
Sits in chair
On beach sand
Next to lifeguard stand
Writing short stories that do not sell
What the hell
Lost ambition long ago
Would not trade situation
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Big Boys
Control
Pipeline
Minnows
Wait in line
Begging
For
Scraps
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Twist
Turn
Jab here
Jig there
Testing
How far I can throw the line
Get up cleaning off dirt
Hey Dude
“You have holes in your shirt”
“No problem Stan
I’m not like you
Always
Spick- and- Span
Cannot come up with a couple of grand”
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Scraped barrel clean
No more suffering
Everything OK you say
Glad to see you’re on sunny side of day
I’m still covered with acid rain
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Night rain
Frogs
Croaking
Two owls snuggle trying to stay dry.
I’m under awning eating bowl of steamed vegetables and rice.
Soon
Mosquitoes
Bite
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I’m
climbing a
ladder
hauling
hefty
buckets of tar sealant to the rooftop.
Then I begin
scooping,
spreading,
patching,
thinking,
that
nothing says shack ownership,like fixing a roof leak.
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Large clump bananas
Hang from back porch wood beam
Snacks while working garden
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She calls herself a mutt.
Mix
Dutch
Portuguese
Amazon Indian
Black
Her broken English never holds her back.
Came from a dictatorship turned Socialist experiment when lawyers and dentists drove taxicabs.
Now lives in a country where the sky is the limit if one breaks their back.
She is an American.
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Daybreak
Doves dart from ancient gigantic ficus tree.
Today
Unlucky one dies because no match for the falcon’s speed.
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Driving
Old
Truck
Collecting
Metal Trash
Selling for a small amount of cash
Many
Do not look my way
Maybe
Afraid
Thinking
They could also end up picking through garbage one day.
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All-night
I push the broom
Wet mop the floors
Clean the restrooms
Haul
Trash
Out the back door
Work done
Every muscle sore
On my way home, I stop at the liquor store.
Tomorrow
I go back for more
Coming into the Hermit’s library
Wife
Said
“I cannot take it any longer”
“I need to dust this place”
Armed
With a box full of dusters
We cleaned a few shelves of books
Then
She
Started sneezing
And
Needed to take a break
Saved
By an allergy attack
Until
Next time
Small white bird
Five meters above whitecaps
Floating
Eyeballing
Then
Instinctively
Torpedoes into ocean
Catching prize
Spraying glass cleaner
Wiping with a soft cloth
Mirror
Of
My
Mind
Spotless
Wife says
Men
Have too much pride
Husband says
Men’s pride
Saved women
During caveman times
Shattered eye glasses
Nothing makes sense anymore
Ice thawing
Below my feet
Trying to keep alive heartbeat
You offer me a weathered map
We both know
It is a trap
Speak louder
I’m having trouble hearing
You say I should follow society’s rules
What for?
All I find is locked doors
Step inside my boots
They are wet cold will feel loose
Now beg for some coins
Chiseled out abscessed tooth
Tossed into rusty can
Lifetime of lost dreams
You now have the fame
Nothing will slow down your train
Why so unhappy?
May I offer you this extra-large heavy duty trash bag?
You toss away friends like old rags
No thank you needed
Everyone knows you are conceited
Faceless nameless ghosts
Frantically stock shelves all night
Kowtow to machine
Of course I’m employed
Work one full time two part time
Middle Class has died
Humble on my knees
Casually pulling weeds
My garden comforts me
Sitting peacefully
Back straight facing the blank wall
My blood pressure falls
Sprinkling tear-drops
Continuity is lost
Cold like winter frost
Chip away extras
Wanting more more only festers
Toys are our masters
Working heavy bag
Stress drifts away from me like
Helium balloon
I’m a block of ice
That you pulverize
With your pick and sledgehammer
Do not be afraid
A man does not play small games
Mirror hides nothing