Long Back of beyond Poems

TRUMP SMELLS B.O.


TRUMP SMELLS B.O.

BUST UP THE BEAT TO INTRODUCE IT'S TEMPO

GOT ME PLACES TO GO

SILENCE IS GOLDEN GOT BLOOD THAT"S UNFOLDING

SITS IN HIS IVORY TOWER ENGAGED IN THE WALL WHILE HE SITS IN HIS...

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Translation of « On est les oubliés » (They/We are the neglected and forgotten lot)
by the songster-poet Gauvin SERS
(For the last two years, this young unassuming Frenchman, full of verve and disarming airs has been...

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As I thought upon the coming of February, the month designated as Black History Month, I began to think upon potential ancestors of long long ago. My imagination got the best of me, and this...

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TRUMP SMELLS B.O.
TRUMP SMELLS B.O.
BUST UP THE BEAT TO INTRODUCE IT'S TEMPO
GOT ME PLACES TO GO
SILENCE IS GOLDEN GOT BLOOD THAT"S UNFOLDING
SITS IN HIS IVORY TOWER ENGAGED IN THE WALL WHILE HE SITS IN HIS...

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‘Sankofa’ In 'Safranbolu'

This bird from Ghana’s legends flies forward looking backward
                      In the Twi...

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I can't love nobody until I love myself.
So I let a "good thing" go.
Is that selfish? Is it good.? Because I'm really confused.
I've never had this problem before.
But I guess I never had a chance...

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What is the purpose of your visit young man?
	
        I heard that you have the best marmalade in the world

Well we do import oranges but you look a...

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ROOBOY

Between the spinifex and gibber, across the dry, hot sand,
Lenny sits as proud as punch with the leather straps in hand,
His roo it has a saddle and a bit between its teeth,
When he wants to...

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Suicide Watch

Time meter swings from a rope in the attics and antics of my mind
                    ...

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In a little place in the back of beyond, 
there's a body of water called Second Pond.
(I just assume that this corresponds
with a body of water called First Pond.
If someone can confirm this, please respond!)

Here...

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Sacrificial, the non-closure of gecko eyes, and counts the lines
Drawn of rain and neon on my window’s negative plate;
In restless turpitude, nervous sanction, switch flicked
The jumpstart at the cone of shadows,
And, lost, reminisce of never...

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outside the suffering winds of November 
mourn through the skeletal trees
fanning the glow of the last starving embers
that darken as life turns to peace

Leonard won't leave with the gates drawn wide open
he's leaning back in...

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Hebrews war 
We see them breaking every law of criminal conduct like it should be an everyday occurrence 
We are told by the eminent Jordan Peterson, that the people, from the back and beyond Turkey,...

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‘if I could I would fetch you the moon a spoon …’

opalescent like a chakra’s rainbow
your lustrous promise kindled
a path to peace and stability
to the moon and the back of beyond
shining darkness
radiance emerging from shadows
archetypal...

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I've been to a few strange places in my day
some hotter than the hottest spot on the sun
some colder than the coldest crater on the moon
and all the while I was looking for someone
looking here...

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Wheels of life dangle from delicate branches

Sway in the wind and embrace in quiet caress

	I used to be an acorn

		Now I am a tree


Seasons coloured in outside their softened contours 

Green yellow orange and red...

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Mabel Vera Cone

1893-1911

No one knew I existed.

No one knew I died.

No one, not even my family,

Knew I lived in the back,

Out back, way behind the small white house

On shady Canobie Street.

No one cared one iota.

No...

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We gathered as a family this evening remembered you
Interesting how your name came up, 
Long after you were gone, those who came
Listening to old conversations of love
Inspired in themselves a longing to meet you
Asking questions...

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A subtle reminder 
Your presence that lingers 
Never quite leaving
Memories stirred 
Like a looming shadow
Or a lone cloud in the sky
Won't leave me alone
Brushing up against my mind
Coming then going
Back and again
So easy for you it seems
Dizzy emotions,...

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I wonder how many wrong turns I took
before the momentum ran quietly out;
before the stranding on the high and dry 
took place.

I wonder how many signs I so mistook,
to point my trajectory to wilderness and...

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Dear my missing half,

Thank you for this tear on the cusp of my eye
Thank you for giving me space to fly
But without you in my life, do I have any desire to soar that high?
Your...

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The backlog of time charts an aspiring future on the way
	
          Scrolls back into memories lighting the path

Backstreets of remembrance embrace tantamount change

   ...

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I wasn't born with long elegant God-limbs
to race across the flowered plains of heaven
I was conceived from the hammer and anvil 
of a gray witted, quick to anger blacksmith.

My shoulders will never feel a spray...

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Written: November 21, 2023
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My grasp soars to the sky.
billions of light-years into space 
Inducing the comely azure to 
caress cynosure constellations 
reaching out, the...

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Beyond the olden ingress,
Would a saga be lain.
Of love in purest,
Though met with disdain.
Of a mortal heart,
That was set afire,
When filled its veins,
A blood cold vampire.
 
Faces his castle, a bland sky,
Whilst he sits despondent.
Barged...

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