Long Brandished Poems

In the morning, he was tetchy, but gentle,
Sitting beside me till my eyelids opened
I sat up, yawning, and rubbed my eyes
His hand brushed a dry tear off my face

“You are alive and well, I see,...

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Re: viewing the emotionally prosperous papa razz zee life I did not live

The following poetic account 
written more'n a dozen 
dirty dancing decades ago, 
while I (a socially 
withdrawn Homo Sapiens) 
one indigent Yahoo 
groveled...

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Ruing the emotionally prosperous papa razz zee life I did not live

The following poetic account 
written more'n a dozen dirty dancing decades ago, 
while I (a socially withdrawn Homo Sapiens) 
groveled along (on a secret...

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Encounter with guardian angel January 20th, 2022

We (myself and thee missus)
experienced shell shock
analogous to war weary soldiers
back home from the western front
experiencing battlefield flashback
analogous to awakening dormant
post traumatic stress disorder.

Mental health challenged renter
twice threatened us
(think...

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Walking from the horrid old motel, and out into the smaze, 
a suffocating day, worsened now, by a mocktail shade of smog
in mockumentary proportions, she flounders in a fog.
Too dazed by crazy sitcoms that seem...

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Always envious of gifted individuals with neat hand printing/writing

Gnome hatter heroic measures taken
moost ludicrously asinine,
nonetheless hoop fully
me legendary penta meat herd bovine design

of modest fellow (me) will endure as divine,
no matter not one bloody poetic...

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VERSE ONE:  
 
Christened as averred one Harriet Kuritsky on November 13th nineteen thirty five
     the youngest of four with only one brother
     whose exit from...

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Odyssey from Africa, Chapter 12 (d) The fireflower (cont.)

Dominated by one hilltop 
Round in form, it’s summit hidden
In the whiteness of a cloud base
There they saw their destination 

Now they climbed by steepening gradient
Through a...

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MANIPULATION AND WAR’S SPECTRE

When races, politics and religions,
Are grimly brandished as righteous reasons, 
To bloody calm fields and serene seasons,
Tis madness, paranoia…delusions.

A mans grandiose superiority lore,
Humanity’s stinking, putrid, sore,
To slaughter the blameless, to covet more,
To...

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Gregor the slowest
Felt nothing but fear
To prove he was worthy
He must kill a deer
A great giant bat
Was chasing him far
He ran and he ran
Towards that tiny North star

The deer weighed a lot
Tied to his small...

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SOLDIER OF BATTLES..    Steve Hudson

It started, in silence, in infancy; the eyes look beyond the darkness
To understand the sounds of rage, echoes of misunderstanding,
The beginnings of normalcy wrought with disturbance,
Bereavement for the...

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Origami

Sitting quietly chatting sipping
fragrant coffee steaming.
Mind eyes mind's eye, all independently wandering
 'let slip' reins dangling.
Peace, as they individually pursue 
their individual endings. 

Activity, a quorum and a ladder 
gather them together,
a 'sale' sign erected...

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If you approach anyone
Remember always
There is seven metres
To be safe 
From a blade

He was a violent offender 
Who beat his girlfriend often
And he broke the law 
Acts his community would always defend

He caused the Medical...

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The Maid of New Orleans


A teenage cow girl who couldn’t write
Was told by God to front the fight
the hundred Year War against the French
And cut her hair in trendy wedge
Six centuries later it became the...

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The weather, as per the norm in this country was hot. As if the sun itself had come down to partake in this spectacle about to take place. The landscape was arid,dusty and desolate of...

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(no matter extreme global 
     warming more dire,
then cursing me smoldering 
     infernal languishing spitfire.)

Shade did adolescent
     facade drifts asunder
asper...a major emotional blunder
shielding...

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Gang awa frae tha Glen
Tae a fearsome place;
Where tha darkened souls
Hae na gleemps o’grace.
Where tha work must fit
A new tongue and race.
Gang awa frae tha Glen for a wheel.

“Tis for certs He has ca’d
Ye, and...

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I cannot forget Trayvon Martin - slain teen

no matter manifold more young people
unthinkingly killed, who spirits aspire
to ascend higher than a steeple.

revisited and slightly revised today
March 14th, 2021.

One deliberate shameful death,
whose demise linkedin
violent cessation of...

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Nightmare are dreadful things
They creep into subconscious minds
And tear at sanity's fragile strings 
Turning our thoughts to things unkind

I was a teacher of children small
And loved the years I spent with them
But soon after leaving...

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A feint attempt to stab myself...
quickly found the missus ready to faint

Like a madman possessed
by mailer daemon lemme acquaint
ye with the following verse, I will bepaint
momentary horror, where yours truly
entered momentary third eye blind rage

loosing...

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Heading to a cauldron in the dry sea of sands
Far afield the Sahara shores devoid of life
With an array of dexterous army riding further North
Our horses neighs as honed swords beholds Amir al-Mu'mini's hands
Death on...

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The wait seemed eternal to feel inspiration.
Minutes were mountains as each one ticked by,
my hand poised grasping a pen, and then
seated without hitting one stroke on a key.
A closed mind submits nothing, zero and zilch
in...

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Hedwig


Her house, a memory lane of sacred spaces:
the cobwebbed attic travel trunks, 
high heeled shoes, pink taffeta gowns, 
skirts that open into spinning parasols, 
cool musty wine cellars lined with dusty bulbs 
and oak barrels,...

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These days, you just gotta be so aware,
always on the alert ... busy looking around
Harm you might step into, so sniff the air ...
dog trouble’s out there laying snares down

Even when things appear harmless as...

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TEARS OF AN ANGEL (part 1)

Obscurity of a Roman god of love
Painted in clouds with arrows and bows
Brandished baby cherub on a messengers mission
Before the folding off of this sheet
Thought of what a being I...

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