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    The Sun

    Crows are panting
    like small feathered dogs
    as Pedro's sweat falls on the handle
    of his lawnmower. A local wino
    shuffles along; his eyes meet
    the sidewalk's rude but tidy glare.

    The plague of dandelions
    in the neighbor's yard
    grabs rays while the grabbing
    is good and creeps to his open door
    as a witness to the mental beating
    he gives his wife. He's

    too starved for air to swing his hands
    towards her face while Venus and Mars
    scream "fire!"
    as they circle the sun.
    "People who believe a lot of crap are better off." Charles Bukowski

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    why the wino? this is very likeable... it's like a daytime side-building art... pedro and all the elements here freeze framed.

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    Why the wino? Well, I was him many years ago, and the glare of the sun off sidewalks tortured my hung-over eyes as I walked along. I always wanted to put that in a poem, so I did. Glad you find this "likeable." Thanks.
    "People who believe a lot of crap are better off." Charles Bukowski

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    and I like it too! A lot of truth is said in jest!

    too starved for air to swing his hands
    towards her face while Venus and Mars
    scream "fire!"
    as they circle the sun.
    LOL

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    Quote Originally Posted by DanBierce View Post
    Crows are panting
    like small feathered dogs
    Quote Originally Posted by DanBierce View Post
    The plague of dandelions
    in the neighbor's yard
    grabs rays while the grabbing
    is good and creeps to his open door
    Love these images. Are not crows some of the most aggravating birds, and dandelion a most troublesome weed!
    Some of us laugh
    Some of us cry
    Some of us smoke
    Some of us lie
    But it's all just the way
    that we cope with our lives...

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    Thanks for reading, you guys. Crows don't actually bother me at all. People, on the other hand...
    "People who believe a lot of crap are better off." Charles Bukowski

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    This is a wicked poem that grabs with that opening line:
    Quote Originally Posted by DanBierce View Post
    Crows are panting
    like small feathered dogs
    as Pedro's sweat falls on the handle
    of his lawnmower.
    Portents of doom! I love the image of crows as small feathered dogs.

    I wasn't sure if this:
    Quote Originally Posted by DanBierce
    The plague of dandelions
    in the neighbor's yard
    grabs rays while the grabbing
    is good and creeps to his open door
    should be 'grab' and 'creep' as opposed to 'grabs' and 'creeps'? Is it one creeps and several creep? I can't remember. But anyway, the ordinary dandelions creep in the door to view a terrible scene of domestic violence, mental, emotional, I guess it's the same thing. Powerful poetry.
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