Long Barrows Poems

Date: December 2040

Damian is on the phone speaking 
With architects.  He made
Airline and hotel reservations.
 Soon Afterwards he went 
To Molly and caressed her away from
From a sweet dream. "Hey, baby girl."
He sat on...

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FIRST MOVEMENT (Minor Key)

Times such as these test body soul and mind
So should our thoughts be pain and dark confined
Or loosed to concentrate on brighter things
Like furry puppies, flowers and girls on swings

In this bright...

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A rising sun in the east does appear
  from St. Augustine to St. Clair,
to loose me from sleep’s tranquil hold
  and dreams of serendipities of old -
to rise again the boy I was...

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The outlook wasn’t brilliant for the Mudville nine that day;
The score stood four to two, with but an inning left to play.
And when Cooney fell at first, and Barrows met the same,
A hush of sorrow...

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In The Valley Of Avalon

This day the master of my Fate
Is none of those who lead shuddering
Through mazes of wizardry,-
Nor Trachmyr the Hunstman,
Nor Tannwein the daughter of Gweir,
Nor Penpingyon the porter of the palace,
Nor the...

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Into a vortex chemically unbalanced,
Soft velvety dark smooth to the touch.
My heart broken asunder my Souls' pain enhanced,
All darkness Inverted oh so much.

Soft velvety dark smooth to the touch,
Outside reality searching space.
All darkness Inverted oh...

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The heat is blazing underneath the earth and the ocean is polluted with plastic, mud and dirt, the sediment in the sea bed has reach the depth and the sea animals that roam the ocean...

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Xiou Xue
         ‘Little Snow’ her story. ( my son's family 'home helper)
Ma wars, with earth to conjure a meal,        ...

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On the dusky roads
                               Full...

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The night before the longest day a man
Went walking on the chalk path on the hill
Collecting stars. He had a little pan
To sift them as they fall, for fall they will

Some crumble quickly into silver...

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Winter is hiding around the bend and forcing its way towards the center, it is carrying a hundred thousand shovels in a boat and generators pile up to its throat. 

 Hundreds of snow boots,...

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Poets: Tzeblon Ft Paciolo Pen Saint Ft Abisola


Where numbers were wished to become valuable notes,
barrows are made to carter their northern struggles,
butterflies dare not tread these places– it wings might see the face of doom/...

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He runs to another world to seek comfort for his weeping soul
He cannot find a  place to hide except inside the oracle of his mind
The world is getting too large for him and he...

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Times such as these test body soul and mind
So should our thoughts be pain and dark confined
Or loosed to concentrate on brighter things
Like furry puppies, flowers and girls on swings

In this bright morning sun as...

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Written for the Avebury Gorsedd, 24th September 2016  
I wish you well...

I’m here, again…
Come riding in, upon the western wave
My hair all wove with golden leaves, my breast
As pale as moonlight on a hidden...

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Guernsey, How Great You Are

Instead of Romeo and Juliet. it was Kit;
Were such a pair who never would quit
Being present in each other's midst;
Talk about Guernsey was hard to resist.

There are also two other islands...

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With his go-go soul and sultry sound, he kicked out many lyrics and spat out many rhythmatic rhymes…they in the main stream at first rejected and disrespected his sound. They said it would corrupted the...

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Aurochs Holocene Epoch
from Telosa Championship Wrestling
One fella told a story of a woman that
he loved. A complicated love.
Not the story of her overturning the applecarts
 when she became mad over
him buying two wheeled barrows.
This story...

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Everyone has a soul to save
Somewhere in time from cradle to grave
Everyone dies as each one must
Flesh to bone to ashes to dust

Time brings age as do we all
Every rise is followed by a fall
Our...

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The Earth is groveled by her own soul.
With her skull welting on the sky, as all.
Affixes the omissions in her memory.
Together with people and greenery.

The grass lies behind shuck's pole.
In a casket placed of ivory,...

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I was born in the beautiful country called Zimbabwe,
Now it is devastated by the tyrant Robert Mugabe.
It was once a land full of milk and honey,
No this poem is not going to turn out funny.

But...

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Carnages carry great weight in a ten inch bowl nut under thinking when vaporised is not noted to be a wise, nor sensible, or productive decision. Pushing barrows of bees down a motorway is deplorable....

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Once upon a time Great Wall of China was created
But there are conflicting stories about how it was generated
It is known it was to be defense against Mongols Chinese dreaded 
Created by stones that unto...

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 The Maiden of Carbury Hill 

I remember a story told of a red-haired girl who never grew old,
who died when there came a great famine.
In one pale hand she owned a sheep's knucklebone,
the other...

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By Paris Thulare 

I am the reflection of  my own shadow,
The one behind the existence of barrows .
I am the daughter with pride ,
I am the  son at the top of a river...

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