Long Bain Poems

He sat all alone, drinking jim beam and coke

Looking out as the waves crashed ashore

He kept to himself, drinking jim beam and coke

As the storm winds would batter the door

He'd only come in when the...

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Claquée j’ai quitté mon lit douillé 
J’ai peur de sombrer dans ma tête souillée 
Dans mes rêves je suis toujours exilée 
Je n’ai jamais trouvé le sommeil espéré  
J’ai savouré le mal qui me...

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It is the magic held within the darkness, the whispering of the night winds,
Echoing through haunted graveyards, cast are thus ancient spells, illuminated
Beneath the harvest full moon, in this eerie landscape the underworld is 
Released,...

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I rise from the bed, make coffee, 
drink the obligatory first cup, sending 
me racing to the "salle de bain" to begin
a day of eliminating the negative, 
accentuating the positive, as Bing Crosby 
instructed in...

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Introspection 

suspends in dark blue amnion
as rainwater blooms a reflection pool
an oasis of energy for contemplative embryo;
in stillness I grow.. my pulse a flowing stream of raindrops 
my body  the rhythm maker  ...

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"Write your dreams," Carolyn Kizer told us
in a long-ago poetry workshop in Paris.  I would 
like to, Yes, follow that instruction, but on wee-
hour trips (no pun intended), to the 'salle de bain' 
I...

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OH NO! I’m late for school
I’m in trouble now.
I’ve broken the rules.
I sit in my class try to stay awake.
Eyes are heavy, I begin to flake.
The new girl in class she’s staring at me.
I look...

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combien de temps cela prend-il pour une connexion
entre deux personnes à se gâter?
de la déshydratation de la
dépression qui a conduit l'un à cet endroit
où l'électricité d'une nouvelle personne
fait ressortir le meilleur de vous
vous envoie dans...

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A Penn Valley phantom appears to haunt and lurk
   premises at 1148 Greentree Lane
his youngest daughter (Abby) I pledged my troth and, natch won my Zison’s 
Dunkirk
  ire and vindictiveness akin to...

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A Penn Valley phantom appears to haunt and lurk
   premises at 1148 Greentree Lane
his youngest daughter (Abby) I pledged my troth and, natch won my Zison’s 
Dunkirk
  ire and vindictiveness akin to...

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I am the sacrificial lamb
Upon the alter of the damned
Sit and watch me bleed 
Satisfy your needs
Droning your eyes
Twisted by your lies
You open up my veins
Release tormented rains
Upon earths self righteous Bain
This crimson covered innocence
Will...

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The bain of authors, homophones, and this, I will add is not an ad in favour!
I have, I've walked down many an aisle on many an isle.
Drawn an arc whilst designing an ark.
I'm aurally embarrassed...

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A moment without love
what could be for
Where I'm just lying
a longing core

Where all I want
is peace of mind
When all my heart
is swept to find

And only love is fine by me
When not enough to set it...

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The shame was relished
when met with wanting eyes
How I longed to be held
and open up for sexting blighs

When every thought I had to have was..
trust for shaming eyes
When ever trust I knew to see
was faith...

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James Bain imprisoned in jail for a crime he did not commit
Proclaiming his innocence that took a long 35 years to acquit
Accused of raping a nine year old boy, when he was just nineteen 
That...

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(NP)   SHE WAS KIDDING


Its not offensive odors which bother me
That’s the province of my loving and ever-tolerant wife:  she
Whose nose can detect a shoeless sock 
Which has been worn for even a...

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Lying with you there on the ground 
the night is silent cept for a distant sound
it rolls from above ,but does`ntcome down,
the flashes that caused it shows what I have found

Just when I should be...

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Short forms have beauty & clarity  having succinctness and thus are more easily memorised having the capacity to both show & tell,especially when sequenced into longer variations.And some  forms like acrostic,kyrielle, terzanelle, villanelle&pantoum are useful 'learning
the...

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Lost in the Translation

“Donnez-moi un verre de vin”

My accent seemed strange at the Paris café

They brought me an entire carafe of wine

And I drank it all to my escort’s dismay

When I asked, “Ou est la...

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"Fathoms Deeper"


What are these strange creatures?
They swim in skins
not their own

calling us 
into them 
they amuse us

we are fathoms deeper

they 
are a long way 
from Home

(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)


Swimming with orca in New Zealand, 2/3/2016.
https://youtu.be/JQ3mDXF3bcE


July, 2022....

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I've got the coffee,
The filters too,
A choice of sweetners,
Yes, it's true...

I've got the creamer,
I've got the cups,
One thing I'm missing,
You'll say I'm nuts,

No coffee maker,
Do I own,
I guess this life,
Of living alone,

Has brought my madness
To...

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