Long Coarseness Poems

“Collection Kaki and school bag, collection Kaki and school bag”
These are the words echoing from the woman hustling on the street side. Mindless people passing by glancing at her and listening to her afternoon cry.

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Will you burn the earth`s  skin  to glass?. 

Yet, right there , in Harmony of `69
I bent  in adoration 
before the dusky pearl of your forehead
the soft slopes of your never-ending body
shifting...

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There I was.

Inside a crowded Toys R Us
On a mid-Winter’s evening

Abrasively loud 5 year olds
And depressed fathers
Ready to throw their “angelic” brethren
Into life-size Nerf basketball hoop
(Because it was on Clearance)
To embrace sanity’s madness

I was simply...

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We’ve created life that makes us see each other indifferently
In your world, I am an intruder while in mine, you are the coarseness. 
Making conflicts that are war like with little understanding of why we...

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Don’t misread me with magnificent black of the eye; 
I’m the mascara flowing through cheeks while you cry.
I’m not a part of your puzzle to achieve it, 
I’m the piece which might crush you into...

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Just waiting in line to register for college courses.
I did not relish such crowded coarseness.

Then, mon Dieux, my eyes fixed upon you, lost was I!
Your brown eyes, made me feel like I was flying in the...

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Touch, translucent, delicate and sparse,
Awareness fleeting and fragile;
Treasure of treasures, Lo and mark,
Seeker born quick and agile.
Peripheral only, inward glancing,
Laughing at clumsy gestures of life.
Around, yet beyond, in silhouette dancing 
Coalescing at times into strife.
I,...

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Touch, translucent, delicate, and sparse, 
awareness fleeting and fragile
Treasure of treasures Lo and Mark, 
seeker born quick and agile
Peripheral only, inward glancing, 
laughter at clumsy gestures of life
a silhouette dancing around, and beyond, 
the point...

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The Fighting Temeraire
I lead this Queen to a guillotine
She follows me with dignity and grace
all English oak and 98 guns.
I am an unsuitable escort for my Lady,
my low born coarseness, the effort of towing her...

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Within the cold gray stone,
It lives a spiritual humming,
A strumming rhythm of natures
Raw essence.
Breathing rock inhaling, exhaling
As the earthen elemental surrounding
Conscious thought.
Knowledge’s smoothed edges, leave
Reasons rough coarseness exposed.
Humanities deaf ear, hears only, 
The hollowing of...

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We will write
For every thousand ton of ore 
There is a nugget,
And so we will write like miners, 
Breathing the dust of our darkness,
Filling our veins and lungs 
With the choke of our lives.
As words...

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As a pebble from a rough rock, my existence began.
Did I, devoid of destiny, have a peculiar plan?
I was caught between the caves of waves and tricky boulders.
The sun over the seashores was not less...

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Sometimes 
you are given the key
to decipher the language
of trees, of rivers, the secret 
liturgy of the earth. 
It is not a language
of words but a kind
of momentary infusion
of feeling, unfiltered,
so pure that it slips...

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As is each day of years to come 

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O’ blustered winds - of coarseness flow
Upon these lips atone
Yon murmured fields of slowly strolled
To quest as if unknown
Lest I call these visions deemed
A’ crying o’er the...

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Little ant, you are invited to rest here
on the back of my hand.
You’re invited to think about time with me.
I am always thinking about time,
all those thoughts pollinate my very skin.

Time little ant is not...

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Pawns Brokers


“Grit is a better word or term”.
They have it – these “Grunts” - grit –
that sandpaper bearded coarseness
structure in the face of fallacy,
backbone to support the flaws
of the wishy-washy conspirators.
Perseverance in the face of...

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his lean equine face with dust-brown eyes
defines hardship
a gaunt frame
undernourished 
he squats on city pavement 
there in the crook of his neck and shoulder
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Mom, I embrace the SunShine
Mom, I embrace the Rain
Mom, I alleviate the coarseness of the grind
Mom, I eliminate all pain
Mom, I welcome all rhythms that move me
Mom, I relax the most easily triggered part of...

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The rock that to the climber reaches out with
jagged arms
And to the sore foot of a traveler turns a tough
rough back
Holds within its harshness
The promise of swift marches
To they who aspire towards its summit.
And to...

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Words often used to chide a child
   Grew deep within his soul
Where, as their taste was never mild,
   They took a hefty toll.

They never meant or mattered much
   To...

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As morn braces against the emptiness of night
And cock crows echo in waves of yellow light

Fallen mixed colors brush along the coarseness’ of stone
As fall would have them, these leaves of gold

Age as time moving...

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Is Donald Trump not essentially American, 
An exemplary icon of quintessential America? 
A normal man to the loud, confident American, 
The pride of the burly, bullish pedestrian?  
 
Freedom of speech is understood by...

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The hosts of Heaven wept

The Father held His ground

The Saviour hung in shame

With coarseness all around

The crowd saw only loss

Disciples hid from view

A Mother watched her dreams

Dismissed like morning dew.

And all the Man had said

And...

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When long johns get religion
And you’re fallin’ out the door—
And bowels just move a smidgeon
When they need to move much more—

Then ol’ north winds come knockin’
And it’s then that you sure know—
If relief don’t come...

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once or twice I thought I saw you 
where shadow stretches long across the rock lawn 
but it was just the heat from the sun’s rays 
a mirage that evaporates into evening dust 

once or...

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