Long Bramble Poems

[This poem 'No God Of  Mine' was seemingly confounding readers as
to its meaning. Ordinarily, if I felt a poem wasn't  cutting it, I'd delete
it, but on this occasion, I've been asked to explain it... so here goes.]


By...

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Good new,good news He said to me
'I have the power to set you free'
'Come ,along this path we'll walk',
I listened closely as He talked;
Eternal life and 'new life' within
upon Him I place my sin,
peace,wholeness and...

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Cement, sand and gravel, blood, body and soul
Eternity bred from hell's darkest hole
Combine gruesome aggregates, hydrate the mix
Mould them and dry them, then stack up the bricks.

Thought in advance and precision laboured
Set automatic, eternity savoured
No...

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Memories of a Green Beret

“Where have all the soldiers gone, Long time passing,
Where have all the soldiers gone, Long long time ago,
Where have all the soldiers gone,
Gone to graveyards, every one.
When will they ever learn?
When...

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(Continues after part 1)

Stopped to talk, and then “Since his voice now dries”,
Told poet to me, “your time don’t lose, be fast;
But speak, and ask him, if like that more arise”.

And I to him: “Let...

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A ramble in a bramble kisses a shoe horn in a window box

Having deciphered which tunes and vibrations cause reactions it was time to make everything the same really. Shame it was that day for...

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I’m lost within words 
   unwritten between 
     pastel pages of the past, 
Yet I weave lyrical love 
   for my sun 
in shimmering shades
  ...

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As my way is made among the thorns,
An inner beauty a rose adorns.
A darkness present, tries to hide,
Still, the rose blooms bright inside.

The thicket of thorns, of brambles too,
Meant to discourage my getting through
To reach...

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III.
diamond sky
climbing up into
the mountain,
collecting the
scattered spoils of 
temptation; seeking 
rest from raising 
the green wood
roots of trees,

these broken kingdoms
will also perish, like 
collections of antique skin
to be buried
in the garden
of wonder
(alongside the urns 
containing...

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“Life is like a country park”, the peasant said to the King.

The King so sure of his profound answer,
Looked coldly into the peasants eyes
and without a murmur burst out into laughter,
Tell me peasant why would...

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Alms Inn, there is the place again, and here
I, far away, muse in the house I grew
O this village of my love, has grown too
The golden hills with lilacs filled, the sweet
Soft of morning dew,...

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Once upon a time in the square shaped woods
There lived a square shaped thing
He liked to watch the square shaped birds
He liked to hear them sing
They’d frolic in in the square shaped trees
Where square shaped...

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Zorba was a friend of mine
momentum of lunacy shine
insane shrieking lunacy
to venture to an exotic island.
Let's be free; snip the strap.

sardonic heart phratry man
Shamans are ritzy ladies!
at the maximum load level
a stampede of race cars
Eternity...

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(Isaiah 50: 4, 5 /  Song of Solomon  /  John 11: 23 – 27  /  Revelation 21: 3, 4)


Out of Cold Shadows On A Highland Moor
Will You Come Walking To...

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It stood there
looking empty and old,
neglected and sad
with windows shuttered,
covered in shadow 
both day and night,
hovered over 
by trees whose branches
disguised the house
and made it seem 
a part of the 
overgrown landscape, 
completely surrounding it,
keeping...

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In Celtic lore, Lig Na Basate is a dragon that terrorizes Ireland.

Through the rough and rugged bramble
Lig Na Basate was boldly sought,
By a band of hardy hunters
who cared not of the danger t’was fraught.

The Lig...

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What can a bewildered brotha’ say,
it happens every unnatural day
Sunshine is labeled as shade,
crystal clear is called opaque fade

Did I make a left turn 
into the wrong dimension?
Now I’m seeing curvaceous things
that Nana never mentioned
Me...

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Gradually the crystalizing dawn -- more hardened  
    Than folded steel --- more sharper than 
  The blade that cuts! 
   Wisps of thin vapour, once loitering insidiously...

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Before golden opportunity
(goes no argh hue mint 
the way of Long John Silver)
doth fade and dwindle
not necessarily cuz the missus
did (NOT) bribe and swindle
an ambition (for nor rhyme nor reason)
arose to kindle...

Affectionate communication
employing (figurative) gambol
probably...

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Come, let’s dream  

Wept this dream, my thoughts they fill
Take me from this weary place
Where darkness screams a painful chill
In torment of the mind does race

I wait here thick of splintered thorn
My tears they...

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Billy was born,
On a light, breezy day,
In the splendor of Spring,
And a flowery display.

And his future was bright,
To be free of the leaf,
And the promise of flight,
Was a welcome relief.

He faintly remembered,
A life without wings,
Just...

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I remember the day we met. I was just a kitten, lost in the bramble bushes crying out for someone to help me.

I had been there since the day before  after wandering away from...

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~Forever till the end of time~

Once upon a time…this day
As sleep negates a dreamless plight
A spell now cast of evil pure
Through bramble thorns of deadly bite 
  ~
For on this ghostly landscape stark
Wicked bending...

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A sword of the heavens did glean

From railings and arbors 
of dead thorn and bramble,
where ghostly reminders remain

Fall droplets of blood ‘pon
a crimson embroider
 left carelessly out in the rain

Our story begins
in a deep mountain...

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Transaurius

Divined from a thousand novellas
On the cusp of hallucination
Somewhere between the monastery and the circus.........

Devoid of any specious goodness
Deficient in any and all pragma
Having escaped from several weddings
One if by name, two if by shame

Resonant...

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