Long Committal Poems

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The Girl
She looks down at her shoes, they’re nice
An...

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The barrister had always been a liberal thinker

An uprising star with roaming genes of a tinker

In the court-room she never took of her guard

But in real life she had become a nude poet and bard


When...

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Alone these thoughts like annoying buzz,
zealously trample across minds agenda,
beguile what plans I had planned to play.
Yearning for release from ancient scab,
can I not sheath their crashing climax?
Xenon prayers list low and anaemic,
downtrodden by shoe-tied...

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there are some parts of your personality
you must never look at
or Aristotle's logic will pay you a visit
for a 15th century anatomy lesson
an eye for an eye a throat for a throat
gargoyle armies hovering overhead
tongue...

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As war ends,
Another begins,
As peace is forced to stand,
So is fight empowered to stand.
Where blood strive against blood,
Where is the love in the blood?
''Blood never lies'' is not in this,
Cause hatred flows in the mind,
Evil...

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From back streets, alleys and hedgerows they came,
all sorts of people with children and dogs
filling the Chapel like a hall of fame;
the smell in the air had a whiff of bogs.

The best beggar in Worcester,...

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Why can't I do it how I want to do it?
Been told my rhymes are sophomoric - at best
I may violate pentameter but I write what I like
Why must it pass some journal's vapid test?

Behind...

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EACH TO THEIR SEPARATION 

So they meet,
He, attempting to be 
Non-committal,
Unobtrusive, showing
A better part to play,

But the fire within is scarcely stifled,
Raging as it does from being kindled
By incandescent flame,
Never consumed.

Gazing with undiminished longing
Upon beauty's...

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Ten is the number to begin
Early in the garden
Gathering herbs, foxglove and more
On her face casual grin

Nine are the ingredients here
Placed in beef stew to simmer
It will be tender, succulent
For his eye will grow dimmer

Eight...

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So and So, So Much.
 
Not so much as out of touch
as such
more so so much untouchable.
 
Nor so vague as unguessable
the intangible
more so or less the language
we re-touch
the blurred outline with

Not so much as...

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What are the remnants of today’s despair?
The unbearable sadness wickedly with intent,
The without pivoting to the realness of in it the context.
Seeming not what is envisioned to be the dispatched,
Developments of self – suckling on...

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why …

why do we careless creatures
hold on so tightly?
tears are not poisonous
they will not etch our face with the
afflictions they carry
but they WILL assuage its acidity -
why not let them roll?
we … are ambiguity’s toys
for...

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Life is filled with trepidation
For both the young and old
But with a little dedication
Following through will take hold

Just follow through, your told

Remember when learning to bat
The ball went sailing by
Dad said there’s nothing that you...

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Standard bearers lead the Hearse
Past we Veterans lining the road ,
Booted and Suited, at the salute,
In that honoured Veterans’ Code.
We all enter with respect on
This sad and solemn day
Standards precede his coffin  
As we...

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Voluble, vocal
He didn’t agree
She remained non-committal
He thought, “It’s so dull.”
As he wanted everything
In black and white
Too suddenly
Too quickly
His watch words
Transparency and openness
No roundabouts, no guess
Scared to offend
She tried to mend
Willy-nilly toed the line
Bringing a sparkle
And...

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Not at once, but gradually at my feet
random leaves, brown and brittle
carpenters diligently march in 
leaving my bark somewhat non-committal

Furtively, up grow the undesirables
the weedy weeds and the pesty pests
erstwhile friends in the summer sun
the...

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The warmth converging over to you now,
denies that not a drop of it shall leave
as hearts have done in merriment conceive,
one's sanity to lose it or allow:
Contained in words the overture from source
has filled a...

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Monica is her name 
She was mould in modesty
Meek to her motherland..
More matured than nature 

Monica motile with sensation..
Mood to the moon
With money inherited
Majestic and colorful 
Mystical in her morality
Merrymake and smart 

Model status
Melodious voice...

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Laugh at the world right now
Twisting emptying shell we wonder how

Time after time wars come
Deep loss post weapons hum

Countries losing blood refugees flee
Welcoming nations have been key

Lost so much finding so little
appears peace warrants asylum...

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The Speed of the Metronome

Within our hearts there is a pendulum,
a metronome that keeps the pace.
If we listen to the moments pass,
the time begins to race.

Some swing to the left; some swing to the right,
while...

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