Long Afeard Poems

"By definition, a ghost is unable to bonk anybody --
save the believer in ghosts."
-- a Rational exorcist of all no things "supernatural" 
  
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Now, once...

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I was an environmental scientist, working with large wind farm developers,
To harness wind and generate electricity, as a plum sun flees, to tell others.

I worked at helping developers comply, with all environmental regulations;
Minimizing the impact...

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"Shades"

You shade me
I shade you
stops the sun burning
eternally through
long nights’ deep bleed
the blue birds lead the way;
"definitely no more flowers",
you say.
I say, "fancy some 
foxgloves?"
You say, "Slinky opera-like?"
I say, "No way, Prospero
digitalis are us
behind eyes...

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I'm afeard of the youngins a followin' us elders
 I'm afeard of this world and I pray
 That you expose them thar varmit polutitions
 Who narry mean nothin they say
 And I am old and...

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There’s a train on the track
And it’s not coming back
It will plunge far below
Nowhere else it can go

Up ahead I can see
Where the bridge used to be
Where the bridge used to be
Is a vast cavity

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When...

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The brighter, the flame-kiss.
So holy, reborn bliss.
The infill, a housing.
The trumpet arousing.
The oiling, the shiny-beard.
Aaron’s hope, sans afeard.
A lamp on, asleep ten.
Awaken, Adriennes!
A-grooming, He’s arrived!
A dark side, some lamps revived.
Then oil sought, an ocean deep.
Adrienne...

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