Long Bulrushes Poems

A KIND RECONSIDERATION 
OF THE ABRAHAMIC FAITHS
IN A DIFFICULT TIME
I
I am interested in Moses,
the baby in the bulrushes
who eventually was able
to speak truth to power and
delivered his people to a
promised land
I am interested in Saul...

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Not a true Choka...but uses a 5,7,7,5,7,7 format 
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Chill, steaming vapour;           
Silence over pale water;       ...

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Moses was set adrift on the Nile in bulrushes,
The freedom fighter had encounters with God,
And trembled at the sight of the burning bushes 
Mountains quake, earth trembles, heaven is a flood.
 
With rain, thunder peals,...

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Magnetic attraction, enchanting dream of a lifetime -
	majestic pyramid attracts my eye, 
	mystique draws me in
	
O, your architecture! Pavilions, colonnades; art enclosing art,
	every square inch deliberately designed,
	ceilings pour forth scintillating splendor
	
Antiquities from Rome, Egypt, the...

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SUMMER SUNSHINE - "Sonnetina Rispetto"

Thank you Lord for this golden day,
This sweet sunshine that smiles my way,
This warm wind wafting through the grass,
That makes my heart dance in delight;
Thank you Lord for this summer light,
That...

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Hereabouts the thinning glades
Of sparse grey Birches:
Brackens crisp copper tresses 
All aglow;
Gently waking Snowdrops
Lift their sleepy heads
From leafy beds of woodland moil,
When tucked snugly up,
Out of intrusive sight and just 
Below.

Fondly the slowing bend
Hugs upon...

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Sunset is deep and beautiful
But is feels like calm before great battle
The area is tropical and blissful
The soft sky is reflected in women’s eyes that are black hazel

The river murmurs gently
As it stretches from here...

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When the woollen industry died,
the reservoir that fed the old mill,
became disused.
The water meadow at its head
became a swamp.
Developers,
who want to build houses everywhere,
take one look at the quagmire,
sniff the stench fouled air, and walk...

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Clock, staring at me from the wall
Reminding me of Adam and Eve's Fall.

Thus, on this fear filled earth, I walk.
I have no more time for godless, tawdry 
and cheap talk.

Nor shall I ever play Hitler's...

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baby blueangel left Earth in company of two angels. When he got to the gate he 
saw his mama. She turned to thank the angels for bringing him. Baby blue 
disappeared "Where is he?" his...

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In a river marsh, where pondweeds and cattails grew in warm clime,
the fair girl found a tall, black egret  
with whom she could have a chat; 
and was it the same one that her...

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Red-winged Blackbird

Look! There in the bulrushes,
Perched at an angle
To the reed,
Is the Red-winged Blackbird,
Keeping a close watch
In his territory.

How do I know it’s a “he”? Easy.
By the jet black plumage
And red, yellow epaulettes
That distinguish him...

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Your Eyes Are Like Magic Marbles

Your eyes are like magic marbles 
made of blue sky madness,
they draw my sharpest senses inward
rendering me helpless to your red devouring lips,
which pucker with a blinding instinctive intensity, 
as...

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the blog wars

hiding beneath and behind
the tufted heads of the nine tailed cats
awaiting the unsuspected entry
of inane innocence at large

devious despoilers – these demons
perfections faulted protectors
exacting a price they cannot pay
holding an ideal as a...

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The night sky reveals in a split second of light.
My mind often wonders at its scintilla sight.

Like a paparazzi camera in the dark bushes
and a floating papyrus-basket amidst bulrushes.

I’m drawn to the laser show of...

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The Dream of a Rill

Up in the highlands a leafy green dell
where day dreamers dream in the quiet still
blissfully dreaming beneath nature’s spell.
Where clusters of daisies cover the hill
and soft sighing zephyrs sway the blue...

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Priced at 39 politically-incorrect dollars at 
the Super Wal-Mart, where I privately confess 
I may sometimes be found, there are dozens 
in a bin, squashy and round.  Designed, 
Yes, for Man's Best Friend, but...

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Nihil Obstat


What is this wave of floating currents,
Which enter the dark side streets 
Like far-reaching rubbery tentacles?
It is your resigned reach for something 
Infinitely beyond the staid and the shrill;
Your grasping of one moment in...

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The rolling humpback hills. 

Fade off into the horizon.

Giving the illusions of vast herds of buffalos. 

Roaming and grazing peacefully across the sun lite plains, 

Over fertile fields of wheat and wild grasses stretching into...

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Nature nurtures blooms and blushes
With redbirds, bluebonnets, and bulrushes
And peacock-curtained cirrus evening skies;
That unveil a Milky seine before our eyes,
Alluring our awed admiration
With magnetic, majestic fascination;
Easily eliciting an emancipation
To unparalleled faux freedom;
Fostering fleet-flying feelings;
Sending stunned...

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The moon is slowly vanquished by the rising sun
The dawn of new day has began
Soon to school the children will run
The soul is enlighten by view of the garden and sun shining like a beacon

The...

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Twas not a twinge that caused my shout,
Nor feats that among bulrushes lay.
Nor dread that brought reshape about,
Nor was it visualized my peg out day.

But by the Holy Spirit I was undressed,
Left meandering, 'mongst cattails...

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