Monthly Archives: September 2016

End of Summer

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Laying on my back-side at the knoll of a grassy hilltop. The sunlight streams at lowly shadowing angles from just above my ever-so-old, slate roofed, clapboard homestead farmhouse that sits along the timber-railed fence.…

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E Pluribus Unum

Politics. Bureaucrats. Lobbyists. Cover ups. Mudslinging. Choices tough. Elephants? Reds or Blues? Donkeys too? • Harsh insults. Campaign stops. Poll results. Podiums. Candidates. In debates. Hang on tight. Voter’s rights. All uptight. • Washington. Wannabees. Election. November. President. Whom ever…

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Solemn Autumn

Crisp, crushed, chaotic leaves, fallen. My steps taken, trodden. My feet; the mortar’s pestle, solemn. Kaleidoscope of abstract art, autumn. Nature’s unframed canvas; so infinite, calling. ~ an EWK ‘work-in-progress’ Poe’em   ©2016 EWK

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Inside Out

I wear my shirts inside out. My pants; I often do too. Seams all exposed as sewn, And those scratchy little labels; All on the outside, shown. It’s a habit of my expression I often wear my clothes outside in.

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A Leftover Limerick

I dreamed of sailing in a regatta  In an ocean of cheesy ricotta It was not as you’d think I didn’t sleep a wink Up at night with a plate of lasagna. ~ an EWK Limerick Poe’em   ©2016 EWK (inspired by

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King for a Day

King for a Day. All the Pawns would play. Shape and stature, White or black lacquer? What does it matter, if you strut along so dapper? Take this moment by the horns, Wearing that crown of gilded thorns. Slide along this

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This Old Place

This old place has become a worn relic Avoiding the urge to redevelop Farms often sold with great haste Seldom is this sort of place Left alone nature’s charm can envelop. ~ an EWK Limerick Poe’em  ©2016 EWK /// Irish Limerick line-style

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As Thoughts are Sentenced

Hostile words released. One word follows another, As thoughts are sentenced. Both hearts burned eternally In smoldering emotions. Repression by words Never polite; soon ignite. Insecurities. Formed in passive-aggressions. Time heals all wounds: don’t they say? Much could be spoken,

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What Does?

What does beautiful feel like in the dark? What does sexy sound like in silence? What does time look like without a clock? ~ an EWK Poe’em   ©2016 EWK

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