Manonton Dalan Poems

i heard pebbles spray
as i pass newly paved
camera is watching me
in every stop; collectors
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carnival been here
before steam engine
middle of town or hood
where sugar candy
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deep eyes looking at my food
from window slits fingers on sills
slightly open lips, i ache inside
i called waitress to give them food
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i come to see you
and i leave with smile
even though you’re not
pleasing to talk to
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(KITTYHAWK, NC 12/17/03)

The Chief, a star and other big wigs came to town
To witness the reenactment of the First Flight from the ground
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fluttering banners in open field
swaying yellow rice stalks
tiny windmill grinding its shaft
children runaround and laugh
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swarming tiny yellow blooms
mingle with three petaled violets
and sprinkle of crawling reds
cradled by skinny grass blades
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leaf springs from crack of stone
reaching out but left alone
spared by footsteps passing
growing everyday, not knowing
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my west virginia went down hard
i can't withstand watching 2nd half
coaching experience reflects that
when crunch time tough gets better
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i sense her presence
not very far i know
smell of fragance
i always remember
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