Long Clappers Poems

THOUGHTS OF A JAMAICAN CHRISTMAS

I remember Christmas of yesteryear
Of John Canoe dancing with fife and drum
Horsehead would approach, it was scary but fun
And Scrippy scrappy looked like a real bum

Of Christmas breeze and Poinsettias red
Mixed...

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When the wind breaks the silence and the grains hit the glass, yesterday is forgotten and thrown into the past..
Sobbing violins will soundtrack the streets, with the crackling of hair and distant door creaks. 
Rainbows...

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Who the hell rings bells anymore
whether in a Capitalist society, a Theocracy, an Oligarchy,
or a Dictatorship

	the DING has sure been taken out of the
	rama dama ding dong

No ones home, the juries out
	G-d is dead?
	Shell, Chevron...

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I am frustrated and annoyed by his ticking,
or perhaps it should be labeled the 'tocking'
By the never-ending tongue wagging clicking
in the language better known as 'clocking'

Must Grandfather Time command my life?
He so rudely continues without...

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i don't want a bell that rarely rings
i don't want a singer that seldom sings
i don't want a stream that forgets to flow
and i don't want a breeze that forgets to blow

i don't want to...

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As clappers strike, the tones spread
     To all the places where man might tread.
     Saying to him, "Come~Draw Nigh",
     Ring out wild bells...

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Among all beast from the Far East
This leopard is the beast of the east
He is so swift with clappers and claws
Claws that joy in breaking jaws 
In or out of the many land laws
When you...

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HEY CJ….. EVER SEENG IN SEENGAPORE?

I heard you sing in Singapore
And begged thee to sing some more
And so thy song traversed lips of red
A lullaby you sang until I lay my head to bed\

Oh to...

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HEY CJ….. EVER SEENG IN SEENGAPORE?

I heard you sing in Singapore
And begged thee to sing some more
And so thy song traversed lips of red
A lullaby you sang till I lay my head to bed\

I heard...

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HEY CJ….. EVER SEENG IN SEENGAPORE?

I heard you sing in Singapore
And begged thee to sing some more
And so thy song traversed lips of red
A lullaby you sang till I lay my head to bed\

I heard...

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HEY CJ….. EVER SEENG IN SEENGAPORE?

I heard you sing in Singapore
And begged thee to sing some more
And so thy song traversed lips of red
A lullaby you sang till I lay my head to bed

I heard...

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HEY CJ….. EVER SEENG IN SEENGAPORE?

I heard you sing in Singapore
And begged thee to sing some more
And so thy song traversed lips of red
A lullaby you sang till I lay my head to bed\

I heard...

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HEY CJ….. EVER SEENG IN SEENGAPORE?

I heard you sing in Singapore
And begged thee to sing some more
And so thy song traversed lips of red
A lullaby you sang till I lay my head to bed\

I heard...

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Un-Ringing the Bells


To live in the shadow of the steeples
the tintinnabulation of Poe’s bells*
tormenting the sinners as they slumber
wrestling the darkened dreams of childhood hells

following the path that led asunder
“the road less traveled”**  challenging...

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Seven cities sat* silently in the sandstorm**
Waiting as the wind whipped around wickedly**
Dun walls draped with dirt and dust**
And the darkened sun desperately seeking a dim scenery*

But as the unsecured boards were battered and broken...

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SIX AND SO SICK

into the eternal. far from the real
saddened by six bells which no longer peel
six clappers stand now, stilled and so quiet
death took them away and life could not deny it

extinguished were six...

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IN THE CAR

Of to the forest, 
To ride like a horse,
Turn on ignition,
And rev the exhaust,
Steam up the windows,
And cheek the suspension,
You're in for a rough ride, 
Well that's the intention.

Your speedo’s going clappers,
But there's...

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Since it’s the beginning of a rather bleak week, 
I’ve decided to play games like hide and go seek.
First I have to round up some willing boys and girls, 
They are around the corner ,...

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Voices choral, chimes of clay ring out
oh so merrily to a wintry sky
And earthen sounds once silent, still, now shout
in harmony and majesty, they cry. 

A brightness sheers the air as metal sounds,
long cylinders of...

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The wind wolfed through the back porch
setting chime clappers to gong,
seething with ferocity, dropping power lines 
swacking the gutters against the clapboards.

Window panes rattle, chattering with the storms,
conversing with the tic tap and ping of...

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