Long Braving Poems

Oh Mondseer: the muck cob brie muenster saga..., 

crafted when Wallace and Gromit 
returned from their trip to the moon, 
which I can prov-olone huck curd 
(within Trump con feta ration) – 
as cheesy poem...

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A Statue Speaks

The morning takes it's first breath of daylight
Exhaling the sunrise that fills the sky with colored 
brilliance.                ...

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Oh Mondseer: the muck cob brie muenster saga..., 
which I can prov-olone huck curd 
(within Trump con feta ration) – as cheesy poem!

Yea of course writing ideas unstoppably
burst asunder at the most inconvenient
opportunities such as...

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The world had caved in on me once again and I counted the pressure

looked outside and felt sad unbalanced restless and torn from myself

Wild winds were brewing and surfing the waves seemed out of question

sand...

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   In the Abaddoned depths of Faith's cosmos, 
a delusion of grandeur 
and of wonder blunders in awe, 
puts its hook securely in blasphemers jaw.
Curiousity opens Hell's salivating maw,...

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The Obeah Woman

Heavy musty air reeks with the Obeah Woman’s pungent perfume, 
sweat, burnt incense, bitter roots, and swirling black smoke,
dim light from a waning moon streams into the shadowy room;
and mirrors crack as restless...

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I know the game of exclusion,
have played it all my life and
now I've mastered it,
a talent to brag about.

Exclusion from normality,
the joy of inclusion.
Exclusion from continuity,
the malaise of discontinuity,
the permanent otherness.
It's a mystery how it...

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...
My bed is comfortable, as I lay for wanted sleep.
I change positions from my mother's womb to the bum that lays on the sidewalk;
letting the rays of the sun warm his face.
The buzzer is yelling:
wake...

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Americans are on the move for a myriad of reasons no doubt, but perhaps mostly finance and politics.  Earthquakes, Hurricanes, tornados, fires, etc 
seem to change the landscape and cause heartaches, but they don't...

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I am just an Empty Chair
Seated in a Sea of Flooded Sand
Holding a Personal and Lonely Vigil
On this Riskiest Edge
Of both Soft and Solid Land.

My legs beneath me are Strong
I cannot allow myself to become...

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A hundred years have come and gone
 to what wonder and tragedies 
  have you belonged?

My father:
Born in the aftermath of a world at war
 danced to the flappings of the twenties roar,
a time...

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Perplexed by riddles and betrayed by Time,
The lonely spirit travels far adrift
On the horizon’s dim and distant line,
In search of other souls, both strong and swift.

From the eternal temple of the gods
Come roiling forth three...

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I miss you so much
I long for your touch
I surrender to shadows
And the wicked wind blows
The wicked wind blows

I am working out without a doubt
I am walking God’s narrow route
You know what I’m talking about…
Don’t...

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We owe it to our doctors 
 


We owe it to our doctors… 
The ones who took it to be part of Sun Pharma’s greater mission;
 
To prevent disease rather cure
Cure and control if that happens at all; 
Defying...

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New sedan tracked into the wet puddle on the sharp bend
Grasping for breath the engine choked to die splattering
Wheels crunched jerking to stop by the grassy pavement 
Hitting the ignition time and again to revive...

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Barefoot, I stepped on the twigs and the dry leaves,
Loving the cracking sound they make as they break,
Hating the noise at the same time,
As, they might wake those sleeping monsters
From whom I was running!

Barefoot, I...

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when skies bleed 
your sonnets~
every drop of 
           garnet rain 
              rhymes
with...

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Despite the climate challenge with traffic congestion on the road,
there’s still a driving urge to go out and celebrate the Eucharist;
it’s a great deal of commitment to God who’s the source of life,
his language connotes...

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Despite the climate challenge with traffic congestion on the road,
there’s still a driving urge to go out and celebrate the Eucharist;
it’s a great deal of commitment to God who’s the source of life,
his language connotes...

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The Nap Master
HAIL the astral world of utterance,
     one befalls to eavesdrop whisperings of their sweet nothings, 
          breathlessly whisking up a...

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        Umbilical umbrellica of umbral phantanes
"Anjelsmoth Banjitreel Naievae"
These are the spasmodic words you cause in me, 
dare to ascertain in my exotic condition 
of your cusping contain

My darkroom...

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Pt 1
He represents his set, with 
Every breath he draws,
He makes color his priority,
Matisse with machine gun,
Splurging Rothko’s’ vengeance 
On the blue bodies of Americas renegades.
A Blood, from Compton
The roar of stolen 
Car engines, echoes...

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When echoes of nocturnal ricochet over the nights,
Ebony and stardust fill my heart,
Erasing the sun’s gaze, inspiring the moon to blaze
With its tempting song, singing all night long –
I remember the dreams that bring rhythm...

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Working Long Hours

Glasses long since full
Relaxed mist evokes wooing words
Yet conversation and atmosphere still are dull.
The four on stools-not vagrants and not lords
The common face of easing pain
They sit and smoke, smiles shown
As if to...

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Heavily laden boats, rectangular sails billowing 
    Under seas of low cloud, braving the fierce Yangtze;                ...

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