Stone Age Poems

Today, she sits alone,
With her thoughts unknown,
And sighs.

Before her lies a stone.
The weeds are overgrown.
She cries.

A lark lights where sun once shone -
A mem'ry the...

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The sun burst through the flaming sky, burning the clouds with fire originated from the south, hundreds of anxious people gather in the street and...

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Teacher 

Dear Teacher 

Thanks for the hard work and dedication 
To the students that you teach 
Thanks for always practicing what you preach 
Thanks for...

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I

Old Age, let me not be a fugitive, 
Renegade, nor an earnest votary,
Yet, when ye arrive on one unknown eve,
Let no stray doubts dwell on...

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old newspapers, stacked, saved
yellow and crumble with age
something significant, lost if touched
chemical reaction with mere air
maybe once it was there for all to see 
an...

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SPHINX STONE 

I am Sphinx Stone
Sun stationed statue
silent sculptured synoptic 
not marble or granite 
nor black tourmaline or
crystal sapphire quartz
vortex for Void actualising 
sacred amber...

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Invisibly tortured courtesy existential nihilism

Psyche wracked with agony
impossible mission to extricate lovely bones
they wanna remain permanently abed.

I chiefly function to amass knowledge
courtesy assiduously, habitually,
and judiciously...

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Do not know who I will be yet
The stone is never set
Of so much I dream
As out of reach as it sometimes does seem
I am...

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I placed my head between my knees to have a good look at the trees beneath me; I held it there for some time and...

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From the thistle and vine
From the thicket of thorn
Into the light of the morning    
Out from the briar patch, gone

In a flicker...

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THE EVER DWINDLING FEW
				      At Juno Beach

At Juno Beach an old man stands and limps down  to the shore,
Where...

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My mind sets in motion, 
words that will come alive.  
Creativity needs to be added, 
then mix imagination with creativity. 

 
Coming alive within...

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Waterways, red cliffs,
ancient underwater caves,
back to the Pangea age,
 continents fused as one.
I stand in the stardust
of a million-year-old memory,
a flutter of songbirds,
a bouquet of...

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LIFE IS A SONG

Throat cleared and a first breath taken
Life has begun and it’s full of surprises
Soon to sing loudly, but softly at first
A few...

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