Long Cement Poems

[Now ShallowMan is quite content
receiving FactoidMan’s consent
to quibble and express dissent
as long as keeping covenant
with fingers crossed and belfry bent
when viewing Facts in sealed cement:]

SM
“The Facts you give me circumvent
those ‘truths’ your chuckles supplement;
although they...

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As to the this and the that and the how and the why,
    I pass no judgement on the tale at hand.
And leave it to scribes to much later decide
  ...

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[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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Feel more than free to take a quick tour into my mind's eye
Then, you'll find that you're on my mind and I don't know why 

Dare to wonder Where to wander
Dare to wonder What I...

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Once there was this little girl…
She had big doe brown eyes and a beauty mark on her upper right cheek. Her name was Ella Rose. One day...

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Date:  July  2051

The last day of family gatherings before August. Damian 
Had a limo ride with Jackson
Crysteph Julius Adonis Kyon and
CJ to visit the dwellings which housed homeless citizens and economically deprived People....

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The Roman administrators came for the wealth of our worship
demanding that I crack the church's coffers wide open
for their needs, for the Empire's desperate embellishments,
in place of gold I presented the poor
I told the onery...

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I will make a collage of my college days
Just like I did with my High School days...at least in my mind every May as long as the memories stay with me...I know they won't stray...

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The Edges of Rhyme 

I wrote the playbook, watching what they took 
While the earth shook I could not look 
In the direction of the Big Book 
Like a fish caught on a nasty hook...

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I grew up and out on a four family-owned,
and cooperatively-organized,
extended matriarchal farm.

Four interdependent 1940s through 1970s patriarchally managed businesses,
without substantial questions about who should wear pants,
yet with a surprising matriarchal cooperative understory.

The boxers outnumbered the...

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The white race has a point
But that doesn't mean
They should treat us improper
The white race has a point
Nature is repeating it over and over
White snow, white moon
white Jesus, white angels
white robes, white clouds
White pedestrian crossing
White...

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Yesterday's gone, overcome & chose to live as if every day's the last. Make every second count. It's true not one thought can be replaced. Look ahead & embrace tomorrow. Hold strong within, steady yourself...

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The Square Root of Beiruit 
 
Ten men bending while theyre pretending to be near the ending
A capitalist nightmare glares like rotten fruit
The squate root of Beiruit
No it isn’t fair, so they’ll start to loot
 
The soldiers are...

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I reflect upon a word -
   Innocence
To understand more fully what it means,
I think of what it conjures up for me -
childhood times -
 those times when I believed all I was taught
from...

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It’s been a long time coming
But I’m still on my game 
Writing is the only outlet 
That frees me of this pain
I Talk it how I walk it
And this Walk is insane
Some days are harder...

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The unborn dreams of a fertilization  – 1942
A long journey  – A long lived  nightmare

The journey begins without knowledge, just passion.
Life emerges, fights against the prodding at childhood.
The nightmare begins with a...

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"Free Falling"



You have to believe in Magic
to believe in the poetry of You

If you don’t believe in Magic
you are nothing but a black line 

bleeding to the right creative, 
without left margin

for logical analysis,
you’re fixed...

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Night Moods 

Stars weep, they cry in the night sky
for those who laugh in the light of day, 
yet, not with spirit, heart soul or eye.
They see not the game they play,
nor understand what laughter...

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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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“The ribbon is cut
 The die is cast
 The cement is dry
 Yet nothing lasts
 The brazen rewarded
 The hero a fool
 All reason outdated
 New fury the tool”

A journey presented
Your ship to go far
With...

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Give me a minute to catch my breath before I discover what’s in store
Embrace your passions…never let it go…
I smell the scent of death…what am I waiting for?
Embrace your passions…never let it go…
One…two…three…four…I’m waiting behind...

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Prologue:
	
	To the majority of people who seem to have lost touch
	this is presented as a declaration to be treated as such.
	And just for the world's deteriorating natural environment
	of which we're all a contributing cause by...

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All the moments that have led to now
play out—
projected onto the insides of my eyelids,
a film I’ve watched a thousand times.

And still,
it shakes me to my core.

Visions of the ineffable,
with impossible implications.

I wander through a...

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I circled around the park three times and continue journeying towards the west
On my first cycle I met a couple sitting on the corner watching me like big brother
The young man shouted at me in...

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Placed 9th in:
A Brian Strand Premiere  No. 1224 Poetry Contest


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