Long Construe Poems

The Story so far…
Makani (The Rising Wind), a beautiful extra-terrestrial researcher is sent to a remote island to observe earth. She finds Sam, a shipwrecked earthling near death owing to drowning. Sam (Ka ‘Lo -...

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Invocation to the Muse

From the gleaming skin of life’s underbelly, 
sin unreconciled, formed from Nephilim seed,
fleet footed jokers mask pawns into flight;
To the epistle of the Most High.
For in the beginning, the true and only...

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I wait with bated breath for... C. Cure T. Clarence

The following crafted 
approximately midway 
into the administration 
of forty fifth president,
whose crass, gutsy, lewd,
repulsive yawping finds
him squarely poised to
nab the nomination as
Republican front runner
come the...

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Ok...
These thoughts i have of you in my head.
I want them gone and dead.
In the past for you i bled.
I wanna take all our memories and shred.
This feeling is the one i dread.
Look at my...

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Midtone grey surrounds what’s left of a man’s soul
Scenes of biblical abominations troll
Inky are the hellish horizons appalled 
An okay is needed for anything at all 
Manipulating truth determines your life
Erasing individuality is part of...

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Part 2

The passengers were a well-heeled lot who
    Had no experience to the rigors at sea.
And their disillusionment grew... on seeing the crew
    Entirely encrusted with earwigs and fleas.

But...

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The Body, the Mind and the Soul 

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The People of the Enchanted Forest 

In times of folklore where many a tall tale told
The town folk spoke of mystic stories so bold
Of a forest, never seen by the likes of any man
Where mystical...

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There are homely tricks my mother would do,
One peculiar think after another she could brew,
Just give her a dozen eggs to break through,
And watch her turn them into running shampoo.
 
One peculiar thing after another...

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A deep blue darkness blankets the evening 
Drawing me toward sleep, away from today
Peace is there where I am able to stop.

This is Home.
The word itself, seems to construe a sound
The very which evokes strong...

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Saga     (1)
Seeing the lives of saga saints
I wanted to pass life reclusively
Nothing hoarding for further life
Holding only covering body
Two metres of clothe dwindled 
From shoulders to leg
One water holder for quenching...

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Can't decide if there's anything ever  worth sayin'
Done a lot in 23 years but feel like I've done nothin'
Opportunity cost, I hear the clock tickin'
Killin' time in Vietnam people watchin'
Seeing the way these ppl...

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Seems like the country is in a freefall
Will reasonable people answer the call
Corruptible actions moving through the twilight zone
No way this would be acceptable, if only we’d known

The daily news is becoming so depressing
Hold on...

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I.

Beneath the coldest spray of greenish hue 
Solitude lies entombed in rolling waves 
And Death a word we try hard to construe
While staring into depths of azure graves 

Solitude lies entombed in rolling waves 
Speaking...

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Trigger warning ??????????

This was a pretty hard piece to compile, and definitely a personal piece to post but my hope is it may reach someone who needs it. 

Withdrawals 

The pain is indescribable, but with...

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Krakatoa Kritic #007

Let those comment who kill with soft words when they ‘get’ you!
Should we hold praise hostage, retreat when we can’t see
reciprocal giftings that laud what we write in return?
My take’s yours if you...

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Buried in an avalanche you
might see on "Hoarders buried alive"
back and foreground
white sheet with limited pay per view,
nonetheless sky scraping heap

(Uriah not kid) nsync with a 'U'-
shaped tube anchored securely thru
solid wood - sporting
towering, leaning,...

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Here in the brook a frightful sight I saw,
A frightful sight for sure!
Lo and behold! What an eerie beast of awe,
And knew I then 'tis most obscure.
 
How this tale would unfold I tell it...

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Unadulterated emotional anguish linkedin...

Regarding inconsolable screaming infant
christened Matthew Scott Harris woke
eureka insight about said newborn self,
experiences ultra sensitivity courtesy
loud noises and/or sleep disruption.

I purportedly cried mine
trademark noisy hullabaloo
no matter pallor turned
fifty plus shades of blue
nonstop...

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As I trudge across the Thar desert, western India,
up and down the waves of the undulating dunes,
my inquisitive sight is focused on their shining surface.
One tiny quartz grain of sand catches my eye.
I feel the...

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It is so difficult to write about one's beliefs, 
On the Freedoms and Liberty we have.
Throughout our history events are replete,
Of the ones who have died, our Freedoms to save.

I go back in time when...

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Beauty of December
Cause weather is calm and cool
When good friends remember,
About vinyl from the spool.
Joys of Santas’s goodies
When we were small back then,
Mother and her cookies
Six men wiser than a pen.
No sweets sold in market
Mother...

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Written 8 September 2023 
Placed 2nd in :
Five Senses Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Sotto Poet


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Happy , there was a time when I was happy,
I am not going to make this sappy,
But I have to write what comes to mind,
And hope it does it with a rhyme.

Now you know who...

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a poet, you say? pardon no, not am I
there's only ONE poet - He writes on the
       sky
of sunsets and stars, of space without end
with a dazzling bright ink...

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