Long Anarchic Poems

I don’t know what love is

I’ve become desensitized, I only live in the digital blue world
No love, no woman, nobody, just the virtual life. Best choice

Best choice, this is the protection, there is no disappointment
I...

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What a city I murmur to myself looking at its map.
We approached the city known as Dis,
with its vast army and its burdened citizens.
At last we reached the moats
dug deep around the dismal city.
What destroys...

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Were it not a thing impermissible, 
I'd take handfuls of all these silly bits of 
Simulacra, and detritus, dross and debris:
The minutiae and impedimenta that are all these 
Constricting, confining rules and bylaws, codes and...

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He had not meant to drift
Yet he could not avert the dreaded nature of his anarchic days;
The craven, inebriated nights wherein all manifestations of Time
 Slipped away from him.
 Yet memory remained entrenched in the...

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Vane glorious and absolutistic,
     though I defiantly,
     cavalierly, and blithely attest
Yukon bet your (laugh-in) sweet bippy
     mine acidic breast

houses anarchic, anti-poetic ballistic,
 ...

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A granny in a brightly lit flower frock is neither a spinning wheel or a basket of multi coloured wools. Multi coloured wools are very very useful indeed for wool wafts wonderful warmth. And warmth...

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Financiers feel superior to farmers
and pundits have it over poets.
All to the good because if you think America's
doing just fine, don't skip to the poetry reviews.
Our enemies are barbarous, our allies duplicitous
but our smart bombs...

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i know these
sleepless nights 
would be 
easier
if i could only
wrap myself around you. 

if i could burrow 
into that precious cavity
underneath your ribs
that bleeds only for me
i know that my
frenetic mind
could settle,
if only for a...

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I love living in the Arctic
The cold I find so cathartic
But you must beware
I'm bi-polar bear
If crossed I can be anarchic

I'm really a huge white bi-polar bear
You can take my photograph, laugh and stare
But if...

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BI-POLAR BEAR COLLABORATION WITH JAN ALLISON


I love living in the Arctic
The cold I find so cathartic
But you must beware
I'm bi-polar bear
If crossed I can be anarchic

I'm really a huge white bi-polar bear
You can take my...

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An iridescent celestial being 
Anarchic yet effervescent adolescent 
Frolicking freely in the omnipresent forest, 
Like a breeze through the leaves. 
Barefoot & star gazing — native & trail blazing.
Like a clever, fearless fairy exploring the...

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If I had a factory I would actually produce nothing at all because

Satisfaction can never be mass produced let alone happiness

Workers would not manufacture for their hands should be free

To craft rather than assemble in...

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People fear thought like nothing else on earth—
More than ruin, more even than death.
Thought is a subversive and revolutionary beast,
Shattering the chains of norms with iron claws.
Through the dark corridors of the mind,
Thoughts surge like...

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Emma, it was 2020. You get on the Watford train, platform one to four
I don't even know when it was, the track was rapidly receding, gone
The desire to have you be known and close to...

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I am a wolf lover
I am simply an observer from afar
I looked up at the moon
Imagining your howling to keep me attuned

Moon is your vision in howling message
Vikings always wore your skin at winter’s rage
Blood...

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The night like clouded charcoal scorched,
A sea of trees with starlight torched.
A night where laws are sound asleep,
Anarchic prayers running deep.

Alone I hear the wretched screams
Of screeching trees... or so it seems.
The cries protract into...

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Rum makes him a roadside dancer –
                            ...

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ADRIFT
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Swallowed by waves
Intensely waged in war
A mariner swims seized
In anarchic zones

Colliding crests of clear 
Currents clash/clutch
Shifting and drifting it 
Further from shallow
Fluidic floors

Lingering lured beneath 
Deep aqueous lands
He swims sedate a
Straight stroking lap 

Embarked on...

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In the midst of myself I see all a named through a blame of crystal ball garbage self imposed heaps of anarchic monumental fever itches slowly coalescing compost inflaming frolicking one step beyond destitute drowned...

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RECIPE: “Poulet Roti” French Style – Le Chant Royal (Instalment 3)

(Note: Rhyme scheme of “Le Chant Royal” where capital “E“stands for refrain, thus – Stanza: ababccddedE, Envoi: ddedE) 

STANZA  II

Cut the hot-water supply, make...

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Kissed his student.
Punched his friend.
Accused her lover.

What if China's navy asserts control where our navy also patrols?
Should we concede the South China Sea? Not on your life! Or maybe.
Lives may be lost but so what....

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On the human skin engraved
And for long seconds watched by The Enslaved
To the speechless delight of Spirit of the Eyes
Brazenly walking away   with a victory, giant-size:
Self-pitying  sighs From The Holy Ghost
Not remembered...

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Stacked with books, assiduity elsewhere
Exams knocking at hand
Yet the Friday get-go
And final cut buff. 

Night at sea and morning sloth
The evening prowl and buddy talkies
Escaped tuition and soul mate bask
Brainsick few moments
Ended with a break...

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Suffer the plot of the parking lot,
Acts of attrition, lots of the disappearing shopping carts,
I had the camera out
Could hardly see where I’m going.
I called just to set up delivery
Then you laid out your whole...

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cancer is a crab we die from too
anarchy of criminal cells ineffective
policing of the immune force dwindle
we eat poison and drink fluoride
without our consent  we are helpless
we dont prevent or even unaware
years of anarchic...

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