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Wild Apples - 8 New Poems Charles Turner
1. The Pterodactyl
The pterodactyl�
Can be rather docile;
A quiet contemplater is he.
Wise pterodactyl;
He lives on his rock pile,
Shunning bustle and community;
Polishing his claws,
Humming without pause,
Often slipping into dormancy.
The pterodactyl
Is wholly without guile;
A solitary wisher is he.
Round pterodactyl,
Fat his chosen life style;
A monumental fisher is he.
Indifferently
Allows men to breathe ;
They taste�most un-fishlike, you see.
2.Go Home, Don Quixote
Don Quixote`s in the parlor
Stiffly in his armor
He doesn`t want your tea
Says he vainly fought some giants
But has no complaints
"It was a day`s work for me"
I told him, "Crazy little punk
You`re a fool for all that spunk
Why not go home, you`re tired now
That lame old horse is dying
And Sancho Panza`s crying
Please release me from my vow"
Don Quixote Donkeyxote
de la Mancha
Tired of your mantra
Go on home Don Quixote
All the world is a minefield
And you`re going to have to yield
Go along now take to your bed
You don`t know cows from great monsters
Citadels from dumpsters
Your impossible dreams have fled
Dulcinea the simpleton
Has reduced you to a crumb
And your lance has become a crutch
I know you`re a pious man
But you`ve stood your final stand
You`re like a van without a clutch
Don Quixote Donkeyxote
de la Mancha
Tired of your mantra
Go on home Don Quixote
3.Mauve Her Eye
Mauve her eye,
In the silver silicon morn.
Dons her bra,
One cup at a time; cosmos torn. In the silver silicon morn. Dons her bra, One cup at a time; cosmos torn.
4. do not try young muffins
do not try young muffins
to peel dedalus from the sun
plow yon surf furrow ye soil
weep not nor stretch the gate
wend ye home in darkness
weary be weary sleep
5. i love the crabs
i love the crabs�
they dawdle so�
with the boney abs�
body swung low�
the eats they grabs�
held up just so�
stuffed in jabs�
and then they go
6. Where shall We Meet?
Where shall we meet On the vagabond street
Or in the hills of clay?
How shall we greet�
Reserved or dancing feet�
Sniff ass and drift away?
Union replete�
With onions too sweet�
To sting your eyes of gray?
Should we repeat�
Or enter the discreet�
Roll of night against day?
Remember fleet�
Are the dents on your sheet�
Love is a yes away
7. i greet the day
i greet the day�
as time comes strolling in�
on feet of gray�
and the sun's old bald head�
throws beams my way�
so slick n shiny 'tis�
new sky leaks dew�
wet shoes in fields of grass�
a block then two�
brings me to the hill i love�
as the sky turns blue�
my spirit soars with the birds�
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8. wild apples
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rattle down dusty roads�
canvass water bags�
mama stops digs her toes�
grips a limb and snags�
wild apples�
1944 and 45�
good years for little boys to be alive�
california coast�
to the orange groves�
of lindsay migrant gho
family that roves� wild apples
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