Long Brendan Poems

From the ashes of the never before, 
Lacking symbol, nor take to guide,
A Phoenix rises from storied lore,
In a portent of thrashing hide. 

Trumpets are a pathetic symbol,
For the lack of mind within the echelons,
Who...

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XIAO LING
CHINA LIGHT 

Xiao Ling, did bring light into the shadows
of my days, days living in the shallows
of a love I could never get to know,
for the one I loved so, could never show
for more...

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       CLOSING TIME AT THE PUB


The joy, the camaraderie, the smoke.
The great ale, my great friends in Chicago.
Old Town, North Avenue, twas Chicago,1967.
O' Rourke's Pub, where else?
Smoky, filled with...

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We Are Who We Are

We are the HFB
All my crazy and loving friends and me,
Everyday I try to relax and chill
And share my day and chat with Jill,
When I’m really down and feeling lowly
My best...

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Brendan ain’t ‘Able’

The teacher preached that we are all ‘different but similar and 
                     ...

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what is that ... there ... in the darkness?

what is that hollow creature, cold and callous
that shrouds its image in the deep, remorseless black?
careless, the coal-red glint in its eye ...
ragged-edged teeth to tear truth...

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Just a poetic (souper) side note courtesy chief
wordsmith brother unaware ye experienced grief
diagnosed as walking pneumonia please bull lief
yours me, he doth care and breathes sigh of relief.

Gratis the miracle of modern medicine wife
of Richard...

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“Imagine a lovely garden, tea for two, and this story...”


GRAVE MISTREATMENT

Yeah, Doc, it really was a long time ago
But the emotional scars are still there, you know
He came into my room while I was away
And...

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The highway was pitch black ahead 
and I had been driving for hours,
I was tired and my gas was low.
Then, in the distance I saw bright lights . . .
    it was...

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Oh, the folly of words, false!
     Lies, rumors, hate, jealousy ...
          Anyone who utters or listens to gossip,
    ...

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Today there's a War of the Words going on
  Today there's a War of the Words.

It's taking place all over this beautiful land of ours
 Polluting our precious air and clear-blue streams
  Muddying...

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Killing occurs in front of kids on crowded streets
When every conflict ends in senseless violence
And fear takes stage as death becomes routine
Looking for a meaning where one does not exist

It spreads far and wide jolting...

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Two vagabonds
With a dozen of dogs
Around the half eaten bread

A boy and a girl 
With the school bag and pink smile
The beggar boy and the pigeons look blank

Her boyfriend Collin
Has sent a letter that she
Cannot...

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BRENDAN AND BOBBY

Brendan joined the Provos in the spring of seventy eight
The local pub was bombed and killed his brother and his mate
Bobby joined the UDR when he was seventeen
His uncle had been murdered, in...

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Mum and Dad wake early on a hot summer morning.
"We should take the kids to the beach", "Gee you could have given me some warning".
"You know taking them to the beach is really such a...

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An illusionary delusion, 
visions of confusion-
Phantasm of mirage, 
or insane sabotage.

I set out to walk with no one around for safety, 
the scenery cold where warmth was not found-
I thought I was alone with no...

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At last,
Education stood to teach.

Acres of agonizing memory.
Hectares of Hecate,
Tripling in advance of nonsense.

Peering round and round in vertical cylinders.

Spun web-less in a lore of forgotten before.
And after, for the sake-less now.

Trudging on to prevent...

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Another Brick in the Wall

I went to St Peters School in Cambridge
The first time I ever heard Pink Floyd
Was at my friends house during lunch break
His name was Brendan 
And was kicked out of school...

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Delirium Dust


In the corner of my room you’ll find many a decentralizing delirium dust
Where my mind does consume peripheral visions of malevolent distrust
Deprivations that entomb metabolic disturbances of cunning combust
Temporal lesions loom of psychotic disorders...

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Transition

It was a smooth transition
So imperceptible that I hardly noticed.
The passage from life to death was so sudden.
It happened as I was driving
Making a right hand turn.
The bright sunlight softened
Became less harsh.
A blanket of peace...

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Is it poetry or prose 
Who really knows 
Must it be in a shelf 
To rename itself.

This is a conundrum which has appeared here, in various guises over the many years I have enjoyed the...

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You can keep your suicidal suit wardrobe wars...drawers of destruction
In your consumption of insubordinate illusions...intrusions of insanity
~~~
You can keep your vanity and desired disease...appease the ego
In your tuxedo tailor-made by tyrants...compliance and conformity
~~~
You can keep...

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Unique
As she was
Once so vibrant
Powerful
And invincible

Not much left of her now
Other than precious memories 
And her signature ring
That I so treasure

I have a secret
I’ll share with you only 
Come close
Let me whisper in your ear

My...

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Cameras snap the last actions as tourists flash
Bullets fly by at respective velocities in streets
As dark humor goes out the window in Bruges
Some one falls from the high church tower  
Assisted by gravity, a...

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Flagrantly taking all for granted
Stone cold disregard and disrespect
No conscience or appreciation 
No sense of responsibility
Unable to experience awe
No respect for life in all its forms
Parading insolent negligence
Blatantly shamelessly destroying
All things are disposable to them
Dispensing...

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