Long Bestir Poems

Hark and listen well, if those foretoken in the eyes of hungers lust
Trapped in their illusion, trampling the Stars into dust
Forced with the detestation stench by the swamp of absolute disgust
Thou blackest scorpion be accursed,...

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As I watch her from across the open squares way ~

Beneath this black and white zebrad umbrellas, curtain and stage....

Navigating, throughout the hurried animated crowds

While holding fast to the facades below their colourful awnings

Trying to...

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As I watch her from across the open squares way ~

Beneath this black and white zebrad umbrellas, curtain and stage....

Navigating, throughout the hurried animated crowds

While holding fast to the facades below their colourful awnings

Trying to...

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from conscionable, fashionable, 
and inimitable laudable official,
regal unequivocal x all did (re: exalted)
gratuitously justifiable management, 

this citizen banker does hint intend zealous altercation, 
but bestir commonwealth, dutifully engineering 
fairness, given hover into jaundiced keeper
LivingSocial lee,...

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FOR DR. ABUBAKAR OLUSOLA SARAKI
Ilorin is bereaved again: another calamity has struck!
Ilorin has lost another pride of the community.
Saraki this time! Why has Mr. Death focused on us?
He has already extorted enough from us already
but...

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I marvel how touch touches deepest chord, 
That rest of senses scarce can ever match, 
Time heals old wounds, touch stays on for long stored, 
And leaves a sign, a lasting mark to etch, 
I...

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Written: September 2nd, 2023
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In the depths of one's mind, foes reside.
Within oneself—a war cannot be denied.
Refers to individuals—their internal strife,
Struggles and spurs that shape their life.

In the realm of views and desires so deep,
Fear and...

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From Poland hailed your Uncle Max, who in matters of manners was a bit lax,
While from France came Aunt Belle, whom I thought was really quite swell.
Next up from Russia was Cousin Boris, whom I...

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I was a runner
fleeing from homespun horrors that
wrapped around my delicacy like a tourniquet

Only a child attempting to bestir
the warrior dormant within;
having no idea the enthrallment 
she reveled in,
I learned to accost my demons

Nigh, even...

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When did I write such a sad line?  .
No date and therefore can’t recall
what circumstances prompted me
that from my pen such grim words fall.

Here’s one about the weather, yes.
So often foggy days occur.
On sunny...

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If God were to smile upon me as in the days of old
If he gentled my step and blessed me
with soft spoken reassurances of love—

If He were to rise on my behalf
with righteous indignation,
and only...

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Sweet sounds so dear—
Pure timeless tones of gladness—
Your melodies bestir my soul to flight—
Through darkest night
And doleful days of sadness—
I thank you for my hope and banished fear,
Oh precious music, mine to hear.

In sorrow born—
From...

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Inside a temple Jean sits quietly,
clothed in radiant white from head to feet,
soft pale hands and a Bible on one knee;
a smile she beams on each who take a seat.
Within the room is finest polished...

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Leaves hang limply from thirsty tree branches
   No breeze dares bestir them, foul is the air
The grass lies dying, a faded sere brown
   No bird his song warbles, flies thickly abound

Tired...

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Cows bellow, low, heads between rails
such large deep sad eyes, such full bags.
For whom do they await, no one home
to let them out, share out their milk.

Not long ago I saw you wandering off with...

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Palms pressed against the windows chilly glass, feet 
never touching earth. Outside looking in.

Slip inside where it's warm, imaginations haven.

Sleeping angel. Long, dark hair tosseled, half
covered, beautiful face. Chest bare, strong, muscles
shadowed like eched alibaster....

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Resusitan Me Eldoran,
remember who we were,
we rode across the desert,
even though I still loved her,

  In our secret caravan,
I knew that you would understand,
that you could never have my hand,
for that is who you...

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you usher me
with the allure of your muse
on drafts of featherless wings
through the breadth of night's air
away in the distance of dreams

i am swept
into the depths of imagery
that bestir my imagination
and arouse my ardent desire

wrapping...

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In a temple Floria I see,
Clothed in radiant white from head to feet,
Soft pale hands and Bible on one knee;
Her smile beams on each who take a seat.
Within the room is finest polished wood;
All is...

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A small golden ring with a blood–red heart
Rests amid his gadgets and the clutter
Of his desk like some famous work of art.
He gazed at its bright luster then muttered:
“Why must your keepsake evoke this sadness
In...

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The dark of night when turns to day, 
When slowly stars begin to blur 
And birds, barely from sleep bestir, 
Older by day, greyer than grey,
Dreams when spill over my pillows 
And in so doing...

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