Long Clandestinely Poems

DT2 came to me, unwillingly and clandestinely,
only because he was referred by his mother,
who was concerned that he was growing up and out
to become an ego-terrorist,
and she had heard of my feminist work as ecotherapist--
so...

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Gott, oh mächtig, Trump iz on the warpath again!

Glad for birth write to express views
aware cunning linguists 
will apply figurative screws  
in an effort at blatant mud slinging ruse
exercised courtesy mail in ballots, 
or...

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Gott Oh Mighty,Trump iz on the Warpath!

Das Don Auld (can hard tank
tucker son of Carl, and leave
landscape barren) calling out
rigged ken tuckered hoarfrost race,
viz demolition derby presaging

death to White Anglo Saxon
democracy DOMS (delayed
onset muscle soreness)
minions...

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My Mistress, the Moon


From mine chamber, breathless and perspiring upon the bed,
I spy you there, out my window, looming overhead.
Your gaze, a silent arbiter in the night,
I cloak my naked shame, to veil my plight.
...

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We peep through grated beams in the dark confines, 
Kept in chains by the  tyranny  of audacious  jailers,
unending cynosure of profligates and imposters:  
ruining the destinies of  million  wearied...

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Under your cloak of stars, the restlessness is soothed,
A wave of gentle enchantment caresses my quivering soul,
Whenever your shadow flees from sight, I enwrap you in secrets,
I lock in my canvas of thoughts your smile...

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Mossy vines served as camouflage for a decaying headstone.
The inscription is illegible, but that matters not to me.
At this centuries-old grave I place flowers and moonstone --
As requested by my ethereal savior, friend, lover, devotee.

My...

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How My Cat Got To Vote
         @FICTION WITH A MESSAGE@


I dressed up my cat, making her look, lovely and fat.
A long, blond, sexy wig and a big...

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In the depth of the shadow that stretches when words are made sense of and then cast aside,
Silence dresses over our dreams, ethereal strands subtly strung and pierced through,
Desire boils and yearns to be noticed,...

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Where our lives intersect there is no sunshine

It seems we are rooted in coldness.
How we nourish ourselves is our mystery.
On the outside we look healthy, even beautiful,
Others envy what they think we have—vibrant love.

But through...

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How long shall we try to convince her to see the truth?
How long would she pretend, when the truth sits in-between her breast cursed?
Deception and lies she fed her children but she hypocritically crave for...

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Way up in the mountains there’s a story that they tell.
About a man named Billy Jo and how one night he yelled.
He lived up in a little spot well-hidden in the hills.
A place where very...

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Here she comes with music on her feet !
She moves like restless wind, yet so sweet!

She will talk to your heart, straight and true,
Sometimes lightly, sometimes deep ocean blue!

Can you guess who is it?
Oh! Sorry...

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This poem is a special homage to all Poets
Who never thought, behaved or misbehaved like puppets
Who never had a chance to write a poem
Who were killed by oppressors who couldn’t dream
Who could not express themselves...

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Hear my baby!  I am your dad!
Kissing you here and kissing you there…
Your flowery face, your little chin,
Your eyes, eyebrows, fingers and feet.
Hugging you softly hard,
Rubbing tenderly your tiny head.
My eyes are filled...!
And I...

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It is the cruelest of hate
Creeping like an imposturous reptile
In the morning light of Eve’s Garden
Fangs dripping with malice
Searching for tender flesh to taste

Cruel hate clandestinely charging
Uncharged minds
Innocent ones
Too young to leave
Too old to hold...

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DIFFERENCE

A friend once said that
difference is a problem
when used as a weapon,
perhaps something good
when sought as an
adventure.

He started the interview
by clearing the air, told the
corporate panel at the mahogany
table that he was an African, Jewish,
Republican...

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This is a beautiful place that is dry and sunny.
It’s an historical region dating back to antiquity.
We are on the Mediterranean island of Sicily.
It is the very southernmost tip of Italy.

Two men who wanted to...

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You and I met for the first time
At a period when all was sublime
Both of us enjoyed youth  in full bloom
Unaware about the approach of gloom.
Initially our contacts were limited to friendship
Later they developed...

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Two twins standing side by side; my brother and I,
We never have the chance to see each other eye to eye,
So we rely on those two; the mirror and the water,
They throw back what is...

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The calm of day brings a tranquil presence.
So superficial, her existence hides in her tips of black.
      Lonesome she flies with reminding that life is to thrive.
Her point of ecstasy...

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wear something dirty like Cinderella
its poring but don't bring an umbrella
we will soak through n through
there's lots we can play n do
I told a friend
who will, I hope wait at the bend
we'll all move out
you'll...

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Beneath the city's concrete awning,
Sunlight pirouettes through the urban sprawl.
A danseuse of shadows on an asphalt stage,
Nature's pulsations thrum through it all.

Skyscrapers, leviathan bellwethers,
Forge an ersatz forest, soaring high-hearted.
Yet, within the interstices, light clandestinely seeps,
A...

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Worlds Within Worlds


Quick- open up your human hand-
a microbe-laden nasty world
is thriving there clandestinely!
Though most will die with sudsy wash-
not long before more take their place.

Within their unseen realm of space- 
in their tight time...

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Words are Going Missing


Words are going missing……and no one seems to care!!
Red lined!!  Redacted!!!  Clandestinely subtracted!!

Their meanings have been undermined
to alter documents - long signed

cater to the lunacy
that altered words will set us...

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