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"coker" poems
I looked for a corner, somewhere quiet in the library. how exciting, an e-mail with opportunities from a professor who cares. i want it, but I can't help but feel a little sad, wherever you are dad. tough love. scrunchies, a book of matches, and crumbs from crackers sit in my pockets. laundry basket, mile high way past the brim. i wasn't kidding when I said you'd find a bottle of whiskey hiding in there. and all I wanna do is get through college, I think. I want to be a strong woman, for now, a young lady. flash-backs to all the fun times. my hand writing drifts in shapes to the sound of a music box. the curtains created pretty shadows that danced upon my arms. I tried to be cool, reading the newspaper. I wanted to look oh, so serious. I am a joker. I am your equal. Yeah, salty dog? Which aspect? Can I say these things in poems? I read the words, why can't I marry my cousin? these things keep me from my sleep. sweet dreams, candy-man. oh, canyon creek, where shall I go? a mind hole? a gold mine in the gutter of my mind? blind. thanks Conor, for the milk thistle. is it fair to choose what we want to hear? did they know that 2013 would be so strange? Professor Coker wants something typed, ******* i gotta go pick up my bike.
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Oct 25, 2013
Oct 25, 2013 at 1:22 PM UTC
if only you could really show me movies of my dreams
We gather here, on Labor Day Each to our family, tribute pay The Coker clan and all it's kin To see what kind of shape we're in Like, who's the newest baby born And which loved ones have since passed on A prayer is offered for the meal While children's eyes, a peek do steal At a feast that's spread for man and bug Refreshing drinks in every mug The men see more dessert and try it While women think 'there goes my diet'. With bellies full, we sit and hear About what's happened, through the year Of jobs and hobbies, grown-ups speak As children splash in yonder creek Old men and babies bridge the gap That hasn't yet outgrown the lap When day is done, we'll all depart With greater love in every heart May God bless each one gathered here And bring us safely back next year
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Jun 16, 2019
Jun 16, 2019 at 1:47 PM UTC
Coker Reunion '99