Long Barrack Poems

Stars fall under failing skies...stars fall...stars fall...
And sadly...i start to drive.
Through the unremarkable village with its tall 
Georgian Bay window panes, lightless,
devoid of visages; outwardly staring back at my 
Abject countenance with detached contempt and...

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Politics and Poetry – is hate really the answer

Why write a poem of hate about Trump
He’s been there just over a week
Though Hilary Clinton the people did dump
It still matters not what they seek

He cussed...

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Plagued with lifelong lower gastrointestinal Sturm und Drang

Ever since a young lad
irritable bowel syndrome
in my humble pinion wracked
lower abdominal area 
gurgled and ballooned gastrointestinal tract
(similar to following Colonoscopy preparation
slated for January 24th, 2024
at Phoenixville Hospital)
posterior...

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Mine gerund farming, tilling, and harvesting illogical weltanschauung

Twas accursed destiny
since birth (maybe coded in
deoxyribonucleic acid  
since time immemorial) alas and alack
nascent emasculation abominable barrack
emergent deus ex machina,
one common Joe biden his time
for no particular
rhyme...

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Voting day at long last has arrived.
Scrambling through closet,
a cavernous space in accumulation.
In the deepest darkest corner, 
purpose achieved, 
garnering my three by five inch American flag,
glorious yet demure.

This my opportunity to come out of...

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The American Presidential Election on 8th November 2016
Will determine the nation’s future policies and government
Its candidates will qualify by caucuses and primaries successes
And all most definitely with seriousness will give addresses

Hillary Clinton is a democrat...

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It's about time we talk of ruins.
So, let us talk, for you never know,
How long ears of hope will remain receptive.

Your lips are missing, and your kisses fall,
Like ripe plums and tint my confession,
Like coffee...

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The Creed

A crested lark rises in to the window 
	In the bittersweet rendezvous of a vow,
	And my fear passes, 
For it is in the free fall of our landing,
	its chord colliding into the road,
The sweet...

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The drum is sounding
From Queens in New York
Stretching to the horns of America
And the horns of Africa
Hear them applause
They call it the Trump drum of triumph
I sat on my chair of reeds
And looked towards north...

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10 29 08

Senator Obama said it's time for a change
While Senator McCain lashes out about his age
Obama's cool-calm and collected
He never let's his opponent see him break a sweat
Athough McCain says that he's still a...

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Democrats are known for making things right, but republicans always lie about everything.
Everybody knows that the democratic party will run the republican party out of the U.S.
Congress and run all of its offices every day...

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Twas accursed destiny
     since birth alack
nascent emasculation abominable barrack
emergent deus ex machina,

     viz zit ting older sibling counterattack
thirteen plus chronological gap
    eldest sister struck...

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Stallions, like species of all creatures, countless in legends,
Chetak, an Indian horse, was peerless in elegance!
Arion, per myths, speaking-horse! Balius, immortal!
Chetak, wise! Served his master, never with ego at all!

Stallion of Maharana Pratap, the king...

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If life could have been written before the creation of man then what would be told? 

If man did not need warmth nor shelter would man still live in the cold? 

If Heaven was to...

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In this mess, we called a country, the destroyers lived among us
 Babangida once terrorized all with Khaki, the effect of failure affects all,
 Ruled as a tyrant forgetting the future, had power but looted...

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Argh... infamous pinwheel on macbook pro 2009

alas and alack
myopic staring eyes
bulge out their sockets,
cuz yours truly taken aback
I espied sight more frightful,
than rookie dazed chess player

checkmated courtesy men in black
pawn during next move dizzily
stunned as...

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In this mess, we called a country, the destroyers lived among 
Babangida once terrorized us with Khaki, failures affect all,
Ruled as a tyrant forgetting the future, had power but looted the country, 
A mere servant...

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			Naked death


…the barred and sealed cattle wagons
							disgorge
at the Konzentrazionslager
						            the faux pas relief
    from urine mud faeces sweat and tears
unkempt armpits...

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lower abdominal area gurgles and balloons
gastrointestinal tract 
     vis a vis flatulence croons
in tandem and/or subsequent expulsion
 
     eliminates fecal waste
witnessing sprinting to bathroom, this scribe 
...

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If you wants me point of view
this will have to do
It just what I see

to Obama I make this statement
while you clean the pavement
just a note from me

I don't know why 
I didn't like ether...

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The phone rang it was Alfred, the man most likely to be my father if he confessed the relationship he had with 
Olga, the dancer from Budapest.
It was important to me to find a real...

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There’s nothing like a sat’dy when the dews still on the ground,
and I can take me young bloke where they kick a ball around.
To see the highs and lows of me kid who does his...

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To my redneck father,
who art in Heaven.
I dedicate this day to you.

Growing up with your "Archie Bunker" ways,
you would never believe this day!
A black man, really is President.

I can see you rolling in your grave,
telling...

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The Dark Man Cometh. 
Georgia on my mind, rock n roll hell, 


The Dark Man Cometh. 
Can"t you feel the coolness in the breeze 
See that grayness in the light summer sky, 
Have that feeling...

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SUPER HEROES

I SPEAK of Micheal Jackson King of Pop
I SPEAK of INDIDANE King of Maskandi
I SPEAK of MOHAMED ALI KING OF THE RING
I SPEAK of Barrack Obama the US President
I SPEAK of Nelson Mandela South...

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