Long Anaemic Poems

Indefinable Love...

Duty without love makes us hard and dictatorial.
With Love, we are softer, have a clearer, wider understanding. And: Accountable for what we do and who we are.

Education without love creates efficient, obedient but heartless...

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Continuous cathartic resonance of black bashful veil,
imposing the darkest recess and its tangled tantrums amassed,
phases exist without problematic manifest intrusion illusory but for a while,
the reckless chilling bursts of wild incendiary angst a blight,
such burdens...

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Shivering shimmers of scars passed out of my scarlet, scarred past. My ginger demons engulfed the fermented pain as I watched my regal orchid—the fussiest, sacred damsel who jitterbugs as an exiled seraph. Her candlelight...

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Alone these thoughts like annoying buzz,
zealously trample across minds agenda,
beguile what plans I had planned to play.
Yearning for release from ancient scab,
can I not sheath their crashing climax?
Xenon prayers list low and anaemic,
downtrodden by shoe-tied...

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It is gone forever now, a swirling mote of dust, 
  above the hills and fields, memorial fleck of dying love, 
vanishing from tear swept sight, away from the world, 
  oh how...

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"Alienation"


Burning through the atmosphere
a diamond hugs herculean, demanding, meteoric,
fast like a sharp spear aimed at Zion in the
obsidian night sky deep, so vast, dotted here
and there with other anaemic diamantés
twinkling, then dimming, as if in...

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A Grisly Tapeworm	


In Anger and in Hatred, a Tapeworm I see 
Unless internally hosted, its Life will not be.
From egg it starts Life, ‘fore an adult worm
Fed on Host’s blood, it gains a portly form.

While...

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We shall rule. the land, sea and air,
rule with the rod of self love,
the patriotism of recalcitrant glory,
the righteousness of the just and holy,
the heart and soul of neo-con ideology.

We will build the straw men...

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Yesterday, 
when there was clarity,
I arose resembling 
the flames of sunrise.
Like an articulate artist, 
entranced in nature,
I painted fluorescent hues 
upon her butterfly wings.
Together we fluttered 
like timeless rainbows.

Today in narcissistic times of confusion,
I'm drained...

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No blood would ooze out if cut by blade
No flesh below to sink, nothing inside shakes
Bare bones protruding here and there like spikes
Vacant look in the eyes
Yet the body breathes and survives;
Skeleton like children of...

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I am not taking about an apocalypse
I am not talking about humanity’s ultimate collapse
I am not talking about shores battling oceans
This is not about earthquakes inhaling hurricanes

This is about the threats to everyday relationships
The rupture...

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Reflections
Perchance refractions
On mirror of civilization
Unveiling deep furrows-
Nausea of despair!

Ugly shadows of innocence
Haphazard ruins
Harbingers to Africa.

Mother Africa
Unleash black juju
Denounce anaemic gods and
Sing blues to negritude

Dream with Senghor 
continental dreams
Dreams individual-
Like Nkrumah
A touristo blackano!
And African huts
Where come...

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The flyer through the letterbox claimed 'pumpkins now half price'
I'll make a pie for Ma-in-law, for once do something nice
I was told to bring a wheelbarrow, maybe a pair of wellies
But all this preparation, still...

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after doors close    after hours    when scarlet neon flickers out    red-light nights fill voids of need    my body is a ripped flower ...

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The urge to travel,
to spread your wings and fly away,
never rooted to one spot.
never spotted on  a route.
signpost now defunct,
map a feeble pointer,
direction only by one’s nose.
Intuition in ascendence,
as day and night blur anaemic...

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Two Minutes to Midnight

What are your intentions Sir, its important that I know?
The World is close to Midnight, only two minutes to go.
Remember empty promises to keep us safe and free,
Words of retaliation, serve no...

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Her skin, though, lustrous, white,
Develops a pallid, yellowish tint,
Avoids sunlight to prevent solar tan,
And yet develops a mahogany tan.

Pigmented palms and soles and knuckles,
Scattered on the face are numerous freckles,
On the tongue, lips and inside...

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A weak winter sun, anaemic and wan, 
devoid of all warmth, listlessly shone 
on fields fresh frosted with nighttime’s hoar, 
masking all traces of animal’s spore. 
The crunch of farmer’s boot on ground 
and the...

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RUBBISHITROCKS

rubbish bins rot their
stenchsimmers in dark
lanes
the gluttony of pots
slopslaughters of 
remains

rodents hiding behind 
verminrocks
stonethrowers
feeble weedywarts
carcasses fried with
flies in the  heat
of stillstopping
hearts

who knock at the door with violins unstrung…
to bid enter would force a
stand before...

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The bullish sun sat on your avant-garde tree
Growing on the baroque  poems of your dancing knee
The dilettante attributed it to the icy ennui
As elan had been in a holiday spree
I was very happy at...

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