Long Belying Poems

"Peace in the Nowhere"

Ghosts remain in this place
they read their words 
marked each day on walls
like prayers, it gives them
peace in the nowhere

someplace relevant to go

Ghosts commune in this place
disowned long ago or walked
off the...

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The drummer beats slowly, the drummer beats loud
     as he beats of humanity wrapped in a shroud.

Well he beats of the rape and the killing of war
     and the mind mangling sorrow we blithely ignore
          and...

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I was seventeen, had one year left of high school and a boyfriend I didn't even love. It was the end of summer, and I was on the verge of a night indelible
because it was...

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Encomium for cumulative collection of trash

The pyromaniac within yours truly
beckons sacrificial ritual
mine burning (man's)
sacred plastic bags
of rubbish (comprised of: hairs combed,
ditto trimmed from dead head,
filthy lucre - ha, phlegm
wrapped in tissue paper,
snips and snails,
and puppy...

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It was said of old, 'Truth lies open to all', but today 

               perception is  all; no one is perfect...

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GTF

Wizened skin like burnished leather
Thin, grey and long, disheveled hair
Clear, sharp blue eyes that seem to stare
Through sun scorched face, alert, aware

A ‘lived-In’ face that’s so expressive
Tales he tells read like a missive
His arms and...

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Historically accurate, narrative poem

27 November 1868, on the banks of the Washita River  

Dawn’s peaceful first light streaks the eastern skies, 
belying the horror of a marauding force of horses and men,
silently stealing over...

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SPHINX STONE 

I am Sphinx Stone
Sun stationed statue
silent sculptured synoptic 
not marble or granite 
nor black tourmaline or
crystal sapphire quartz
vortex for Void actualising 
sacred amber ambles

Timelines cutting cross
my magnetic magenta 
miracle to dissipate in
dry desert...

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I watched you this morning.

When the cool of the air settled on the morning buds
leaving only the hint of moist stolen kisses
as golden rays slowly caressed the dew from the petals,

I watched you.

Your Cobalt beauty...

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You chance upon her
in the far reaches of the backyard
a place you never go
and there she trembles  a tiny tiger in a blurred world 
secreted in shadows below blackthorn shrubs 

faint mews draw you...

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Half solid half softened whence the moon sheds saturninity down to a boudoir maudlinly marooned.
Half directly half deviously whether the night wind sneaks to snoop about the notes therefrom crooned.
Half mauve half blue, with empty...

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Beautiful Destiny


She wraps her arms around him 
The warmth of her body
Kissing him passionately 
Her lips soften with desire
Disbelieving his presence
Her eyes sparkle with wonder 
 
They hold each other in an ardent embrace
An unspoken...

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With skilled search plans, maps and watchful scanning eyes,
The packs of hunters and dogs head off into the pine trees,
Scouring the land carefully, as the dogs yelp their cries.
Digging out strange white-brown and black lumps,...

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I find it hard to believe the sun is setting
That the noble experiment is in fatal decline,
Just because so many people are forgetting
Descending into what I’d call a piteous whine.

That the noble experiment is in...

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History will judge me I'm finally told,
when greatness will be mine to behold;
this naked truth has always reflected my intent...
nobody has ever been able to muzzle any sentiment.


Negative criticism can't eat away my spontaneous creativity,
and...

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Convoys of flashy cars
Matrimonial coteries perched on car windows
Convey cosy impressions in imaginary bars
Belying divorce shadows

That stalk and haunt new marriages
Where cooking sticks, frying pans fly
As divorce spectres havoc in carriages
Speak and sing a lie

Marriages...

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Travelling along the time-carved corridor of life
I filled the brimming bucket with buds of wishes,
some withered, didn’t descry the dawn of the day,
some bloomed, pleased me with beguiling flowers.

One such fulfilled wishes was the journey...

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  A red-throated hummingbird, betrayed,
begins the annual rite of packing up his nest, 
in response to the mercurial spinning of winds, 
and the twisted temperaments of weather. 

  Distant friends once conspired together,...

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...for the Rev Eric Shirvell-Price


A blizzard of papers blanketed his desk.
His pipe rack stood like a chess piece, 
mutely waiting to be shifted.
Sepia-toned photographs lined the mantlepiece
like soldiers standing at attention, 
and there was a...

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...for the Rev Eric Shirvell-Price


A blizzard of papers blanketed his desk.
His pipe rack stood like a chess piece, 
mutely waiting to be shifted.
Sepia-toned photographs lined the mantle shelf
like soldiers standing at attention, 
and there was...

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Beauty of the newly befallen snow
aching in the heart of gladness.
Non-symetrical flakes cast in a row
now belying winter's madness.

Lovers walking in the moonlit park
clasping hands in woolen gloves.
Frosty breaths go mingling in the dark
on the...

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...for the Rev Eric Shirvell-Price


A blizzard of papers blanketed his desk.
His pipe rack stood like a chess piece, 
mutely waiting to be shifted.
Sepia toned photographs lined the mantlepiece,
like soldiers standing at attention, 
and there was...

Read More

...for the Rev Eric Shirvell-Price


A blizzard of papers blanketed his desk.
His pipe rack stood like a chess piece, 
mutely waiting to be shifted.
Sepia toned photographs lined the mantlepiece,
like soldiers standing at attention, 
and there was...

Read More

...for the Rev Eric Shirvell-Price


A blizzard of papers blanketed his desk.
His pipe rack stood like a chess piece, 
mutely waiting to be shifted.
Sepia toned photographs lined the mantlepiece,
like soldiers standing at attention, 
and there was...

Read More

Around the world the bombs are flying.
Political aims. Political lying.
Treaties are friendships, or so they’re implying;
As long as all parties are meekly complying.

Self-interested means, are always belying
The truth of the war; the truth underlying.
And we’ll...

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