Long Combers Poems

The world had caved in on me once again and I counted the pressure

looked outside and felt sad unbalanced restless and torn from myself

Wild winds were brewing and surfing the waves seemed out of question

sand...

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Heaven’s Servant

The grass of the earth The King of Heaven generously gave
People to enjoy Kentucky Bluegrass nice lawn, nutritious hay,
Timothy grass highly cultivated and seed easily harvested
Stock cattle, sheep, and horses healthily eat by day...

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I saw her footprints daub the sand
    no other tracks to show, just then
      late afternoon, near August's end
  a meeting that we hadn't planned

I'd left...

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Though a sad day goes,
And a sad night comes
(For my Dear's not here with me),
I will bring up living
Our first love's giving,
When out of the sea came she.

Her leap was as sweet wind was,
Singing sweet,...

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I saw her footprints daub the sand
    no other tracks to show, just then
      late afternoon, near August's end
  a meeting that we hadn't planned

I'd left...

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BACCALIEU   EPISODE

Portuguese  named  it when they found
Bacalhau  -  meaning  codfish island.  They knew
Its  essence  -  the  French called it Baccalieu, *
This dangerously rich...

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Over the horizon, 
on distant shores
lies my message in a bottle
cast askew on the beach
with other remnant memories
and hopes in tatters scattered
strewn among the drift wood debris
dead soldier memories lying face down
castaway sailor survivor sobs...

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CHI - RHO    IN  THE  BOOK OF KELLS 


A millennium and more since it left the Scottish shore,
Chi -Rho  Christ’s name 
Swirling  in an anaesthetising trance induces
The soul-memory...

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FAREWELL   TO    NOVA    SCOTIA


A net of cables stretching overhead  in the mist to Dartmouth Bay:
Our boat slips under Angus McDonald bridge out into the Atlantic greys,
Leaving...

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Tide out ...

Swells break far and creep slow,
sweeping tender 'cross washboard flats
where they used to dance -
where they lauded the ebullience of life
in purpose ... and pairs.

Beach ballerinas, flaunting perfect line ...
toothpick legs busy as...

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Blinded by shining shards of sunlight
reflecting off sandy summer shores,
give pause to wonder what unworldly sight
hides beneath ocean’s watertight doors.

The Sun, father of the shoreline
instructs his lazy children to light the way
for beach combers and...

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Fire lust of the angry clouds doth cover envy
To fork the stars upon my ever-changing view.
The crestling being i endure to hold of many
Foreign thoughts to translate a bonafide rue.

Carnival of lights leave me starstruck
In...

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Chaucer's Stanzaic Form
Iambic Pentameter

In sunny Southern California late,
when grandiose Dons rode their charging steeds,
and women deemed that males should rule their fate,
vast cattle ranches great supplied all needs.
Ships came from foreign shores with trinkets, beads
to...

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At Peralta the combers break but low,
and boats do carry mates ashore with ease.
Yet they are safe since waves are no big foe.
The harbor's deep and wide with gentle breeze;
in winter, weather's mild - there's...

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The lush of the land lies as velvet moss green carpet
The river rushing its morning wash
rumbling as it spins twisting and turning its tidal path
over the chance carried stones to the seas
Where the coastal sands...

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VOICES 

  
We fill the silence with droning voice absurd,
With words not from the heart   - shouts of empty silliness:
They drown out our soul-voice in the silent stillness.
Heedless of more honest sounds...

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VIKINGS

Erik  went east  to Yamal peninsula’s spring  
For Russian hides and terrifying antlers
From the world’s biggest  reindeer herd,
In April  crossing the thawing  Ob River, 
Safe from predators : ...

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ONLY TWENTY  YEARS 

Who  can know the future of  twenty years
And discount the dim offerings of Gateshead?
What  12 year old can imagine
The emptiness of prairies in Montana
Or  smell from fifty...

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a mystical flying marauder
soared in from space
ten thousand years of time
throughout my two hours
fathom out the lake, icicle has risen
an utter lack of pulse and recess of air
we were both hence unmoving

I rant dawn and...

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