Long Ages ago Poems

Of Ghosts and Fiends in Twilight


The sun sank low on the darkening horizon
Grey mist hung adrift over the land thickening
A cold, brisk autumn wind held and embraced me 
With my horse’s pace and that of...

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Lost In the Mists Parts I - IV

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Ever wonder where big ideas come from?

Memories of FDR
from newsreel clips -
a lion-headed striking man
with rakish grin,
jaw jutting proudly, 
signature cigarette holder
clenched in his teeth
tilted ever upward...
soaring to the heavens
as he cruises by
waving to admirers
in...

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Alaska; the wilderness state, the last frontier:
Where majestic mountains,
Deliver streams into flowing rivers:
Down slopes covered in forests
Of Sitka Spruce and Western Hemlock,
That dominates the landscape.
The name Alaska originates
From the Aleut word ‘Alyeska,’
Meaning the ‘mainland’ or...

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yeah ...
they hijacked my mind, man -
hard-wired my neural synapses
said I'd be famous ...
(wealthy, certainly)
With MY financial issues
what choice, really?
Family no longer cares -
they gave up on me ages ago
(who can...

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Rest now
O restless heart
released in ebb   to flow

ride the other side of the king tide rising
buoyant your movement in rise with the waves
Rise! to beyond where breakers break long-suffering shores
pitiless the grind of...

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Out on the the highway I was, in those apricot days of August.
I was returning from a vacation, and the birdsong was raucous.

My car had made the long journey, without any issues at all,
Like sun...

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My thoughts drift...back 
...to days-long ago...
like faded photographs...
the sun is
bright... 
the day is brilliant and crisp...

I stand among the forest of lost moments
like, dear, that run and play...forgotten...memories
...the hunting grounds of my
youth...

Images of love vanished
...victories...

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Life flashes by in a moment of time.
Late twilight’s rose fades, the sweet songbirds leave.
Though we strive to remain in reasoned rhyme
All living will die, the joyful will grieve.
What vision can guide us? What blinding...

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when the sun sets down,
at far end of the town;
when night creeps in,
sky full of silver spin;
when mortals are drunk in spirits,
voyaged to the slumberland;
i walk down the bridge,
to fulfil my grudge.
stealthily waddle to avoid...

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We stood there, back to back, creating shadows in rooms the sun

dared.not.touch.


I could see eyes racing through breath and life stalled herself, time equated minutes with
the way my knees shook, and I counted the blinking...

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My two tribute poems- composed to honor this truly gifted
and totally amazingly brilliant poet…

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(1.)

As I Sit Here Chilling On My Front Porch

 
As I sit here chilling on my front porch

Yet still wonderment in this...

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To Kill a Wild Rabbit - FICTION

The small winding valley was cold and dank.
Nothing stirred as darkness descended quickly.
Dusk brought an ominous cloud of evil fog 
that, like a black shroud, spread itself over the...

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Through the piercing silence of the night
Echoes the soul grasping sound
Of the ethereal howling of a pack of wolves
Their song is carried across the air
Over the tree tops to a place of forever

The full moon...

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* This has become a fave genre for me, as I’ve always been fascinated by metamorphosis and introspection of a shadowy nature … I hope you enjoy it. *

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What do I opine of a good man?
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Great are his exploits
honour and rank
he's celebrated
he's immortalized
He's fondly recalled
Back to memory

The great legends of Old.. 
Great Chief Waiyaki wa Hinga..
Aged nine he killed a lion
with his bare hands...
When the imperialist came.. Waiyaki..
Raised a huge...

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I stood tall in front of the head stone.
A bunch of cheap flowers in my hands
Were given to me by my uncle.
     I felt all the discomfort of the world.
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The skies so seemed blue,
The sun was the only entity 
My eyes knew.
The forest was hollow,
Embraced by light,
It welcomed the little heart,
With a charming smile.

There was no worry,
Of the emerging night,
The lamps were never extinguished,
The...

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The Aged Man
                            Authored by Chuck Keys


There is...

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Now unto those that attempt to quiet me; it is to be known that I will not be 
silenced, I will be heard by any and all that can hear; for those that can not...

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I build a HOME in you,
And decorated it with care and affection,
That's what I can call it though,

I didn't love myself enough, doesn't mean I couldn't..
It's that I loved you too much and I only...

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Greys, Part III

Temerity, the crux of the Human Way -
We dominate what we can,
Deride the rest -
But the heart speaks in terms the tongue cannot frame,
Suggesting the worst is a part of our best
The ashen...

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A season – Ages ago

Ages ago, many a seed had been planted.
Their blossoming brings, being taken for granted,
never seen, acknowledged or appreciated.
As gardeners, sowers of, we are fated
to pay an intolerable, unbearable price
for all, all...

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These forgotten badlands are arid and parched. It’s felt the blistering, desert hot winds.
Turbulent gritty sand storms have crossed these lands. What was once lively, thriving is 
now only a desolate, thirsty terrain. After being...

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