Long Cherubim Poems

Invocation to the Muse

From the gleaming skin of life’s underbelly, 
sin unreconciled, formed from Nephilim seed,
fleet footed jokers mask pawns into flight;
To the epistle of the Most High.
For in the beginning, the true and only...

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Introduction: one of the nice aspects of having an oeuvre as a poet is the ability to see where you have changed over the years. this is such a poem where i can see the...

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"The Silkworm’s Birthday"





Mulberry leaves flutter in the breeze
Kookaburra brave Joker bluffs a sky blue breast 
Drops one feather for a quill, a song hidden in a laugh, no bitter pill
magic never rests, like a crystal...

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CAUGHT ASTRAY WITH THE GODDESS. 

Not always do I have my lens on
Call it a strain, but just want to be free
Trying to bring to focus every fair and dark
I can't be more absorbed than...

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GILDAS TRANSLATIONS

These are modern English translations of Latin poems by the English monk  Gildas Sapiens (“Gildas the Wise”).

“Alas! The nature of my complaint is the widespread destruction of all that was good, followed by...

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An old man long in years, in threadbare coat, with grizzled hair, and eyes aged and heavy.
Stood with withered hands once strong and true, which clung to an old cap.

For years he had tilled the...

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WHY 13 TOPS MY WEDDING CAKE

A cherubim approaches the celebratory podium,
a fifteen tier cake in her congratulatory hands.
The pews, full of spectators - ready for a heavenly slice,
fragrant oil poured from above, stirs hearts where...

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How was it that so many years ago 
     In a dream world down by the sea, 
That a beautiful young maiden that you may know 
    ...

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Nineteen twenty-four and the wind was cold,
When men in uniform entered our town;
Forced us to leave in their boxcars,
Made us believe that it was for our own safety.

With no time to fix our things
We hurriedly...

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You always aspired to the distinguished air
That tends to attend the depths of despair,
Strove to emanate the sophistication
You associate will suicidal tendencies

Wallow in an elegant depression,
A pretty little picture perfect portrait
Of a contemporary damsel in...

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Granny and I lived in Bemeyills
A land beyond the hills
On a beautiful thatchy
In a tract of a wild country
She wanted me a life of bliss
So she called me and told me all these

She said event...

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A DREAMERS PLIGHT ON JUDGEMENT DAY

Give solely sovereign sway & Masterdom.
The air nimbly & sweetly recommends itself unto my gentle senses
To commend the ingredients of my poisoned chalice.
But this same thing we desire the most
That...

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(alternately known as the Doubting Thomas Crown 
Taj Mahal Cupid Affair)
-  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -...

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Walking through the museum of times endless design

Different architectural periods from room to room

Present day, Victorian, Colonial, Elizabethen, Gothic, further....

Corridores and passages, unto pristine objects and figures

Paintings, pictures, sculptures, 'more,' never before touched nor viewed

Dreamendons...

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Paraphrase From The Scriptures 
“LORD, You my Rock, my fortress and my deliverer;
My God is my Rock, in whom I take refuge, 
My shield and the horn of my Salvation. 
You are my stronghold, my...

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It is this night

They do take flight

To carry out this bloody fight

Through the air, they soar so high

Knowing that some will die

 

Up from the depths

For their last chance

A fight for the world

To rule human...

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Valley’s of sleep that hold on to virtue through the years,
Distant from the arms of  cities where vice and lust rule governments,
Where social values preach chastity to innocent hearts,
Where the earths depressions shelter Mr....

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                Connections, how are they made?
Perceptions waved in radio, station identification 
made, declared, paved.
Frequency paired by molecules in fertile atmosphere.
Staging...

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"Children are God's greatest gift. In their smiles, mothers dry their tears"
 by Poet

Waited in vain through long barren years
To see a toddler taking unsteady steps 
Calling me mom, his toothless gum pressed to my...

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ODE  TO  A  NEVER RECEDING ECHO
For  Onyebuchi

Day  and night in an eternal combat.
A  truce : the eternal cycle of night and light
Lost in the ruse of an  eclipse.
Where...

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            Angel, so gentle a messenger a rescuer, 
comfort to Men and Woman and our children, 
you have their eye, you have always had...

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Under the African blue skies
I saw this beauty with a sparkling eyes
Full of charms and majestic aura
They said her name was Clara
But I was a very poor cowboy
Who could not afford even a baby’s toy
How...

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In the twentieth year on the 11th day of the first month
I saw a vision and the skies open up before me

As I stood facing the south direction the Sun began to dance
In colors of...

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In times to come, heavy as steel that freezes stories yet untold,
The sky wraps itself in ash of thoughts yearning to be confined.
Silent streets converge towards a doubtful, mechanical horizon,
Where the sobriety of hope seems...

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Minuette had the complexion of a porcelain doll with a touch of cherubim thrown in for good measure. Her desire, her passion in life was to discover and taste new salty rocks and stones. Nothing...

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