W. Barrett Munn
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Dogs on TV in the SnowA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** Wishing they were all mine; wishing they could feel my love. Wishing beside me is my wife, loving them too but we.. |
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The Sunday Morning ShowA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** Same old saying same old. Same tie as last guy. Lady looks disgusted, aloof speaks like one of the guys in the gro.. |
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(A-43) Nighttime RobbersA Poem by W. Barrett Munnre-titled |
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Some Say, Some Say SelmaA Poem by W. Barrett Munn***Four cheap black plastic Bic penslying on my kitchen table/writing deskhave run dry one by one, now worthlessnot even useful as kindling or for rec.. |
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Southern HospitalityA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** It was a last week of June sweatshop evening, and lording over us a black-haired 3X white shirt sweat stained starched collar. .. |
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WhistleA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** Missing is a madness that transforms sadness into longing. Missing is the kiss of a sister the day your mother died. .. |
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MarigoldsA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** I look like flowers. I look like lack of talent. I look like at least I tried. I haven't moved; I'm still .. |
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Conch on a CouchA Poem by W. Barrett MunnThe revision |
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Brain FreezeA Poem by W. Barrett Munn*** I've reached the halfway point and I'm still hungry; potato chips don't make much of a meal. One package all I can b.. |
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The Poetic SideA Poem by W. Barrett MunnFoul sexual language. Beware. |
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