Long Chisels Poems

Are you sitting comfortably, children?
Because it's a long tale.....
Then I shall begin.

Arthur was a Mason, which in case you hadn't known
is a man who sands and chisels, making shapes from out of stone.
From animals to...

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Mount Rushmore; Carved In Stone

From deep within the earth’s crust,
An orogeny pushes
The batholith upwards
To become ‘The Shrine of Democracy,’
Of weathered presidential faces
Chiseled in rock in South Dakota;
Representing 150 years of history
(From birth of a nation
To...

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Can I keep him, please, dear mother?
     I found him down the road.
I've been to all the neighbors,
     And this is what I'm told.
"That's not my dog...

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I kneel to pray beneath an oak tree’s leaves,
where my journey began.
Broken limbs straggle over a patchy lawn,
a neglected place full of holes, 
shoveled from childhood memories.

I bow at the altar of the tall oak.
Days...

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Eons ago, near two flowing rivers in old China 
Lived an old, white clothed man ninety-nine years of age 

Who glared at two mountains he knew from his long-dead childhood 
Who glared at the giants...

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The mountain stream chisels a valley
As narrow as the neck of a swan
The water dancing down in musical cascades
Crashing on the rocky ledges
Splashes silvery drops spiraling high.
They carry the expression 
The stream proffers to the...

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The mountain stream chisels a valley
As narrow as the neck of a swan
In the rocks as strong as steel.
The water dancing down in musical cascades
And crashing on the rocky ledges
Splashes silvery drops reaching the sky.
They...

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my child, thru this prism
is how the dragonfly sees
life in a myriad of perception
and what i wish for you to learn
from this prism, these words
are that  there are many ways
life appears thru eyes
yours as...

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There she is, rainbow hued, hazy viewed clues.
The whistle chimed waves clear her unspoken throat.
Pardon Lady's wispy tension, a molder of falling sand. 
A maker of details form the reality of dreamlife.
It is not man-made,...

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My green evenings and 
honey suckle sunset were
warmer than my kid fists
that wrapped like velcro
around those tall patches
of tiny yard onions
and my chalk-stained jean skort
packed with hand-picked acorns
that spilled from my pockets like
apple juice as...

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There is no escape from strange morning whims, 
when irritation causes numbness in my limbs.
Dawn has become an unwelcome nemesis, 
rage for sunrise an uncontrollable genesis,
disturbing the peace of my silent reverie, 
tormenting all that...

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Cloaked in misty judgments, we have dressed ourselves,
Finding in condemnation a kind of sacred and dignified sport.
An inert paradigm, where blame is like a talisman
That people wear proudly, believing in the honorable artifices of justice.
We...

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Biden has never felt weller
He’s seen off that crazy-haired fella
With boxes to dump
Of votes ticked for Trump
He simply can’t move in his cellar.

           ***

Neil Armstrong...

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A war in heaven reluctantly concedes
To the lullabies in the night singing softly
Covering us in heavenly whisper blows
As feathers falling light so grace intensely  
Escaping God's whitened watery coves

And somewhere up above
I believe there...

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Kurt dangled on a bangled teardrop crying for muted vision

Braced for superficial insight as the surface mirrored the cracks

Tension was his life line for he longed for shedding his fears

But nightmares thoroughly punctured his resilient...

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A war in heaven reluctantly concedes
To the lullaby's in the night singing softly
Covering us in heavenly whisper blows
As feathers falling light so intense and gracefully 
Escaping God's whitened watery coves

And somewhere up above
I believe there...

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It's ok when nobody sees you
it's ok when nobody knows you
searching as you do
for someone to find you
six billion souls
all living alone

Disconnection
segregation
so many fact-finding
their own 
impossible favoritism

The diluted things
the pretty things
the acceptable compensation

But it's ok...

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The appearance of gentleness
shows many gracious ways
and this image of godly meekness
is being totally true to oneself;
it can't be stirred by rage,
or even irrational revenge:
indignation is an unthinkable bluff!

Do nobles often embrace folly?
Be it envy,...

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Now as I look up I catch myself, i revert my attention and I raise that man out the gutter, Oh he loves this, kinda feels familar, feels solid, Definately noticed before I left what...

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The mountain stream chisels a valley
Crystal water dances down in musical cascades
Crashing on the rocky ledges
Splashes silvery drops spiraling high.
They carry the cadenced expression 
The stream proffers to the rock and to the sky.

A magnolia...

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I drew closer as the angel whispered,
'Come and you shall behold!'
I saw a book with an inlaid cover of precious stones,
And embossed in purest gold.

As he spoke, he turned around,
Placing a crystal key within my...

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The silent implosion of an unwanted notion, 
that chisels the surface of a mind still in growth.
the dormant progress of life still in motion
will mold the clad fist that grabs at your throat
the illusion of...

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Where we grow up in Trinidad
It’s a street with hills on both sides
And I remember my father
Going to work on the bike he rides

Trinidad had a rail way service
And my father use to drive a...

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To the other woman,
I am not mad at you.
What you see in him now,
is what he shows me yesteryear,
only one of us will weep upon his grave:
To the All-Woman Who ‘Loses’ Her Mate
When love unravels,...

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New Beginnings in Stone 

Now rising from a silhouette stronghold stands in its shadow, a servant’s heart
Enters tenacious consecrated emptiness as hope ponders three distant pipes
When black crust lichen invades – enslaves - the mason’s...

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