Long Blacksmiths Poems

(1.)  Honoring John Keats
, fifth poet in my dedication series

Oft From A Distant Echo, It Is Heard

At the start comes just a solitary word
oft from a distant echo, it is heard.
Imagination steps on into...

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The green village, the colored city, the ever familiar locality
Each path, tree, house, turn, each native I have left behind
But creepers, hedges have entangled with my leg and hand
The green crops fields, green hills, fruit...

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 Part 2
4th Delirium: Lost Souls
Sunken cities , pilgrims peering.. gawking,
squinting eyeballs, blazing sun
Janus facing, shepherds chasing.. stalking,
friends embrace before they shun
Tearooms steaming, tumult teeming.. talking,
lovers listen, poets pun
Broken stones unanchored, quaking.. rocking,
slipping, falling, one...

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Enthusiasm is a sharp blade in our toolbox of genuine stories.
The box embroidered with desire and filled with emotions you learned before thinking
to raise your right hand 
and give your answer an
honest try.

A want
to be...

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Life, in its cruelest joke, gives us only enough time to discover ourselves,
we toil through the years of uncertainty, forging identities like soul blacksmiths,
sharpening our talents, enduring betrayals and broken hearts,
reaching the peak of self-possession...

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This is midnight, all slept indeed,
  The factory bells do chime,
Ding-dong dong, thrice the sounds arise
  From yonder darkling clime.
No one is there, two faint lamps glare,
  Who rang the rusty bell?
It...

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YOU ARE IN A CAR WITH CHARCOAL BLAZING IN THE BOOT....DID IT EXPLODE :)
Bernie Kinnear was a blacksmith who  needed charcoal
so they brought some by car to the smithy...trouble was it came to life...

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1860, is the date we start
Secession in question, this Slavery art
The Blue and the Grey about to differ
This growing giant about to shiver.

April 12th 1861, inevitably the fire of a gun
Fort Sumter in SC
Was the...

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Winter steals its unwanted self upon us and the sultry heat of forgotten summer is past,
Torrents of rain painful hail have battered away our fond warm memories of a summer day,
The pasture now cloying feted...

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Winter steals its unwanted self upon us and the sultry heat of forgotten summer is past,
Torrents of rain painful hail have battered away our fond warm memories of a summer day,
The pasture now cloying feted...

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Peace be still, strike thy pose
Epitome of eloquence, footsteps of the queen
Pearls of wisdom, solemn portrait
Position thy hat, attend to thy shirt, that of satin, that of lace
Family ties, adornment to each
All is well with...

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I stood in awe 
and watched him work
unyielding metal, forged in fire, now bending, 
moulding to his will somehow, unending, 
the blows raining down, 
the hammer's kiss 
drowning birdsong and the forges fiery hiss.
I work...

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An oak tree stood beside a narrow stream
All bent and twisted like an agéd man
So gently flowed the stream through ancient roots
While laughing with the innocence of youth

In summertime the children came to play
Within the...

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Old Caleb Trotter had great plans for his town in Colorado.
For years he'd roamed the Rockies, finally finding his El Dorado!
He discovered glittering gold that would surely make him flush!
He founded Trotter's Gulch and soon...

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In the hills of seven huts,
Where war is either a place or surname,
And dreams are translated into numbers,
And a number became a gambler's sad song,
I found God breathing through the pine trees.

Orchards in the hills...

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A terrible tragedy occurs,
We do not move to handle it,
Yet we wallow in our own self pity,
And allow ourselves to enter the maze
The labyrinth has a centre that stuns and confuses
Why enter the furthest distance...

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Inglenook 

She, the face in the embers, 
The remnants of a raging fire,
Smoulders like a cigarette
Between lips of lustful desire. 

Where men stoke in gay abandon, 
Pokers hot as blacksmiths arms, 
To fade and die...

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Written: November 06, 2023
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A swarm of herring gulls amassed
Nexus Nautilus nabbed by zealous winds,
whitening the black soil
we hold spears in our hands.
blood-stained thorns...

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https://m.soundcloud.com/user-921599710/fortress-on-high

Fortress on high, stands fortified
Tower of the valley and countryside
Bow and arrow, sovereign sword
Comfort chamber, homely lord

Magnificent halls of grand prestige
Throughout the ages castles besieged
Guard protection, tall high tower
Stronghold defence of such great power

Order of...

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Round:the planet and the sun,
zebras , horses and the lake;
He said we should stay around the dish
He had placed for us his children:
garden of Eden.

The wolves have stained the white eyes
of the new born and...

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Winston Churchill- the Tailor
chose material, designed fashion

Franklin D Roosevelt- the Weaver
later wove success with Marshall magic

Joseph Stalin- the Color Master
painted the Curtain with blood of soldiers

Adolf Hitler- the Spirit
provided living fear among architects

Victims- the haunting...

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    July 22, 2011
    A sea of flowers and candles grew outside the Cathedral
    - in total 15 tons
    Solidarity, an unbreakable bond...

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Today April 06,2020 in my city
In the time of return home from my office
In GEC circle I am advised by a duty police to stay safe from nCoV-19
'To wear face mask and wash hands'
I was...

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A smile faint, but none the less
It's there within his eyes,
As the fire and the coals begin to burn.
Now, his hand is on the hammer
And the smoke begins to rise;
Along with lasting memories that blacksmith's...

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I just found your last letter to me,
And read it while watching a blazing sunset,
Emulating the happy sun you drew in your letter.

Ten years almost to the day, you killed yourself,
I'm left with sadness, a...

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