Poetry Blog by Robert C Gaulke

Over my shoulder


They took hammers 

To clock towers

Stuffed wet towels 

Under doors


Kept TVs on 

24 hours

And all car 

Doors locked 


Used a lot 

of exclamation marks

Felt a strong feeling 

of purpose


Tracing the outlines 

of the struggle

In this they wouldn’t 

feel useless 


Against the future 

Against the future 


In disbelief 


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Your Hair

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Your Hair


is it long in front like a seventies teenager

tied in a bun like a crabby teacher's

done in waves gold in the sun

spread in the sand on the lap of someone                                            

between your fingers twirled mindlessly

brushed in anger when you think of me

cut short talking to your mother

sticking straight up, a b...

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Cautionary Heads


when we lost our sight

we knew we’d be alright


when they cut off our arms

we were not without our charms


when they lined us up 

knew they had had enough


blood from our wounds

would make the sea bloom


how hard it is 

not to be human


how seductive the money 

and memory kicks


to erase the laughter

and what comes after



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That weird year


as we tried to put it behind us

It reached out to remind us


our grip on reality was tenuously held

just then its tentacles appeared


we washed it out with bourbon 

bleached stains of its semen 


framed it in our memory behind thick glass 

as it disappeared we couldn’t look back


that weird year what was it about

we can almost start breathing out


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Role Again

Role again


Hey you you gotta survive

Like a piece of gum

On a steamroller

Coming for our lives


Here comes your 

Role again 

As the world’s 

Nicest policeman


Here comes your

Role again

Did you get my order

Hold up those onions


Shot by both sides

Somehow crawling 

Through the insides

Of your own thing


Imitation is flattery


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Summer of Thinking Too Much

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Summer of Thinking Too Much


Summer didn't end                            

It just kept on melting 

We swam in pools of sweat

Licked off sugar coatings


We eventually went in

There was air conditioning

But didn't dry ourselves

We were just too thirsty                           


In the summer of thinking too much    

I just wanted to ...

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Pretty Man


women warned

cats scorned


knew when you 

were born


what they were 

in for


distractions felt

below the belt 


In the battle of sexes

you're a nightingale 


problems you’ll never know

outcomes taken on


punches felt

wrapped in a tablecloth


feelings can’t be reasoned on

when people stare back


whispering when 


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Institutional Memory


I run up against edges
of your tight reality


fluorescent lights
wall-to-wall carpet and concrete


I hold it, bend it
rewrite it try to forget it


I don't trust my
memories of it


yet here I am again
In front of it


I start talking back

to the elevator

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Thoughts in the uber


If I left the pan on the burner
People will stay at the emergency shelter

I’d call Ralph Nader
To testify about the burner’s lack of
Safety features

I might get off with SSD
Quit my job with the DOE
Start over as a guitar pick collector

If I left the pan on the burner
I’d have to accept my nature

How I’ve lived without learning
Earned nothing while burning

A hole through...

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Negotiating Curves


some of us are confident

start to accelerate


others slow down 

cautiously pumping brakes


one or two stop 

pull over for some head 


all feel anxiety 

mixed with excitement 


negotiating curves

everything works 


why does mature 

mean mean and serious


each of us take it 

some with a touch of grace


it comes with your name


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Childhood in the Woods


golden hours stretched 

over cottontails 


senses engaged 

without words to say 


feelings make marks

in dirt with rubber boots


play never leaves us 

we leave this place


you decide at once 

you’re an adult


you forget these 

pleasures and pains


sadness and longings

of childhood 


replaced with distaste

for children of...

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Am Wasser gebaut



It’s colder by the water

Everything we are

Implores us to move closer

Despite fears and loss


I try collecting moisture

Had half a jar

Spilt on your carpet

I wake up thirsty now


I’m sixty-five percent water 

Thirty-percent tears

Twenty-percent piss

The rest, blood and beer


Built close to the water

I have no fears

Of drowning in drea...

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Emanuelle Can’t


to escape this loneliness 

there’s only one means 


through the origin of the world 

said to be obscene 


still figuring it out 

shooting the dark 


every beat of the drum 

strum of the heart


Emmanuelle can’t 

How could I 


reconcile passion and reason

with your lifestyle 


Emmanuelle can’t

neither can I 


say goodbye 


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Pink Money


I'm an artist

You're an 



We're the same

You with your money

Me with my paint


We make things happen

You with your factories

Me with my openings


I like the dinners 

At your house

My kids like to eat


I'll give you validation 

You could

Buy something 


I'll put you 

In my work

You could imagine you're me


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I like it rare
not too done
uncommonly put on


would you dare
leave things out
make something
by your own hands, untouched


are the only things
that interest


in situations designed

to drive us mad
I'd play the eccentric
that's what you'd want


you'd play the skeptic
your heart
too close to my chest


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Meeting People Upside Down


I pull her shoe off 

into the dessert

she compliments me

on my tape playing


starting the evening 

with an altercation 

that leads to a lovely

working day 


sky turns burnt orange 

at midnight 

people emerge from

their somnambulant ways


violence always excites us

we return to bed

for tomorrow 

to be replayed 

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We woke everything was new

We tried to hold on to the feeling 

We thought of everything to do

The world pregnant with possibility  

Nothing would ever be the same

As much as we tried to imagine 

The moment was here we changed

The difference measured in seconds 

We found ourselves full of gratitude 

We felt a shift in attitude 

Energy was flowing with abundance 


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