Juan Olivarez Poems

Six in the morning I rush out of the sack,
Ignoring my knees, how they feel.
But I need hot coffee, hot steaming and black,
And start in on my bowl of oatmeal.
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I'll take a sausage biscuit and coffee please.
Such memories at this drive through,
I don't know that my brain,
Can deal with so much change.
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Dive bomb that cat, sweet Mockingbird,
You have him on the run.
Silently without a word,
You make it look like so much fun.
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Leather wings flapping
And the crickets chirp,
As another day slowly dies
Doves coo their squeekers to sleep.
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Red rubber balls,
Green, yellow, and blue.
Purple and orange,
And some checkered ones too.
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There's a madman in Korea,
An idiot's running Iran.
They run their mouths like diarrhea,
Their brains must be in the can.
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Sometime in the early morn,
Yesterday became today.
I don't know why, lost and forlorn,
Yesterday went away.
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Crickets chirp, and fireflies glow,
Fairies flying to and fro.
Bats haphazardly swerve and swoop,
Crazy pilot loop de loop.
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Does it really matter how much you love,
If it is not returned?
Or how hard your heart may beat for her,
If she your love has spurned?
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I love to gaze at sunsets,
At the fading of each day.
As the clouds on the horizon,
For the evening pave the way.
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