Long Clanking Poems

“You meddling mechanical moron,
you’ve ruined everything,
the thingamabob is running amok,
can’t you hear the alarm bells ring?
You clinking, clanking cretin,
you demented digital dunce,
you never do what I tell you,
and I’ve warned you more than once.
You’re a...

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Strategically placed when raised 
Upwards
By your masterful and well 
Practiced hand.
To mingle with ever changing 
Skylines 
That frown down with arrogant 
Scowls
Upon the indigenous populous of 
This just and tolerant island.
To study and pontificate upon...

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part 25

there is enough pretense to deal with
when the future delivers
disappointment after disappointment
and the roles you play become stale
and you cling to the trend in the graph line
breathing without permission
and noticing that what goes in...

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Never stood still on battling ground,
watch the vicious and villainous carnage,
and not fight with true courage...
to increase the sword clanking sound.


Never been humiliated by slandering words not timely, 
my silence banished them as they picked...

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Im half awake, and glaring at the sunrise
distant brilliance slowly eating at my dry eyes
squinted to best witness the aureate Apollo
refract off blades soaked through with dew
heaven's first blush, midsummer quiet, and coffee scent
cast clarity,...

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The Clanking Chain of Wild Geese


I was watching the September sky every day,
With a hope to once again get a glance,
Of the clanking chains of those lovely wild geese,
That suddenly appears with their music melodies,
But...

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SNIPER

A yell “ man down;” then zing, pock, pock,
pock, pock against the sandbag revetment.

Down on the plain is a man in a spider hole,
he is well hidden and armed well enough,
smokeless powder provides no clues.

Binoculars...

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Small Summer Cabins for Rent on Lovegrove Lake
				by Barbara C. Agarwal


I left my chance when
A chance I did not take
When I saw you long, long ago
At Lovegrove Lake.

Do you remember per chance also,
Me perched on...

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THE DEVIL'S WIND-CHIMES

Beneath the dark abyss, in the realm beyond
Hell's blackened gates, a haunting music is played,
It is a sounding's evil of supernatural rhythm, with an
Eerie quality of the ethereal, unleashed unto the underworld,
A tormentor's...

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Having been born in legendary Italy,a country
as old as the stones of the Via Appia,
made me recall the fiery image of Attila...
the barbarian from Hungary,
who dared to defeat the mighty Romans: 
by sacking their imperial...

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The feet of twenty cousins were trampling and pounding the floor
As my Aunt Pearl's house trembled and suddenly became smaller.
We were racing with the games of 'who could find who' behind the door
While munchkin toddlers...

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He rides towards the setting sun
Further and further from his special one
The sound of his armor clanking with each hoof beat
Perspiration horse and rider oppressive desert heat

He rides through the desert to find the Prince.
Commissioned...

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amusing apples how rather interesting
An algorithm is an acrobatic arithmetic on a mean ruler dancing across striped squared paper. Format is firstly founded. Then landing with the pen to form the shapes is always considered...

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When the night wind changes course
sending breezes from the north,
when farmer's fields lie brown and fallow
and empty ropes swing from the gallows,
when children's faces are drawn and gaunt
and earth-bound spirits wail and haunt,
when eagles scan...

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Everything becomes atmospheric in its nature: 
 the black rock holding open a door to a room with no entry. 
Redemption comes with a price, 
 but it is not for sale here.
Kind gestures mastering...

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They marched on toward the land
                             ...

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The yam was divided into four slices by nature,
But the whole was given to the cows by the whites 
and the sheep neglected in the drain of lacks.
There was never unity in the buharificated land;
never...

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It gets kind of crazy living with 3 young boys, there’s always a mess and there’s constant noise.
Their mouths constantly running, their little legs too; they rough-house like tiny wrestlers, off the couch they just...

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Slaves to Perception….
 
Perception is influenced by probability judgments formed on the basis of earlier actions performed in similar situations
 
 
And I think I know
 
As much as I know of a triangle and breathed in the number...

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Stonehenge is a famous monument in Britain
a prehistoric mystery, architecturally sophisticated
built in stages, the first part built 5000 years ago
the unique Neolithic stone circle about 2500 BC
it is thought to be build by Druid...

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stories that hurt
heal the soul
if your heart can listen
to a sky full of scribbles
stretched o'er a
sketchy road

you know I
never wanted a cancer story
but now I
know it's easier
to fight the kiss of death
than what eats my...

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"The Kitchen"
Good old fashioned witchery in the kitchen 
Casting spells to allure one's nose with manipulative spices
Sniffing the air with special interest, 
People stop what they're doing

The toaster let's off a melodious chime in the...

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What do think they are doing
Calling young and unsuspected children
Eager to please
And break glass ceilings
To shake the trees of old taboos
From the lap of colleges
The subterfuge of lives sparkles
In the eyes deprived
Of commercial baubles, and...

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Pillowed blankets with cottons cool
Waking up festive next to you
Tip-toeing giddy like a fool
Caressing life while carving through

Pulling a shirt over my head
While keenly watching your calm face
Lying prone upon our plush bed
Vision the darkness...

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Dog Tags
By David J Walker
 
My Dog-tags remain
chained
Still hanging
On a hook inside my
Closet door

For years now
The same 
Except for the occasions  that
Remind me of why I
Wore them
And
Why I still keep them

With my
Last name first
First...

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