Long Corralled Poems

Neigh say being  corralled & cult shod 

"Sic semper evello mortem tyrannis"
translation = thus always I 
bring death to tyrants.”

Above the fray of twittering, 
squabbling, and madding crowds,
an arrogantly belligerent creature deified, 
yet vilified...

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“What's this then,” he asked him as Sprinteren poked his head through the stable door.
     “Umm, we're guarding the back door to make sure no one tries to get in or...

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"Small Mutinies"



So what if my point of view
is not that which wraps 
you in comfortably warm
fluffed-up silky 
cashmere blankets 
of insecure insincerity
simple scribbles 
bleating from the 
chirping crickets 
and frog croaking
symphonies 
muddying waters
cutting pristine lines...

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Dear global leaders - keep on rockin' in the free world
after implementing long overdue criminal justice reforms,
especially affecting marginalized groups of people.

I vote for more lenient, progressive and tolerant treatment
towards undocumented immigrants, plus implementing
a humane...

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Part 1

This is a true story about world’s end,
But don’t freak out for it was long ago
God’s message must have been garbled
That the prophet’s prophecy failed you know.

And since those days in fifty eight
Such prophecies...

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Sometimes faith lives on the edge of a knife
as Sviastoslav the Rus sacker came to know 
the Khazar Khanate knew how to cut a slight
his gilded skull stole the show,
the Vatican went from a marsh...

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imagine, wonder, ponder, think
  nebulous nothing is "surely something"
  more than absence, spontaneous spawning on the brink
  let's fantasise, let's dream awake
  utter the dubious name of nothing
  impostor corralled...

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kaisers, kings, emperors fight for territory
  dispensable bodies left in the ground on foreign soil, unreturned
  militarisation of memory and folly
  an Irish nation half-wrenched from a bloodied and wearied empire
 ...

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Ch8, cont.

Northward parallel the valley.
And their ridge-top elevation 
Gave advantage of perspective 
They could see the forest's ending
 
In the distance. That same evening 
Would reveal a stronger reason 
For Ipiki's intervention
Something sensed in his...

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“One can never consent to creep
When one feels an Impulse to soar”, once held by Helen.
When I desire to win Bharat Ratna, I don't want to accept failure without participating
But the politics, class discernment &...

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CHAPTER 6 (d, continued)

Several times he threw the wing-form
With advice from Han succeeding
To produce a soaring flight path 
Then returning to his duties 
 
As troop leader; now the females 
Brought forth food they had collected
And their business turned...

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The wind came down from the canyon with a quite heat
It was to his back as he faced the crashing waves
He watched the pelicans skimming the rolling surf
The sun warmed sand felt comforting beneath his...

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Police sirens are blaring
Outside my tuckered apartment walls.
The red and blue lights consume my room,
Provoking me – threatening me. 
The sound – deafening.
It is the night, the best time to hide,
Under the cloak of the...

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You told me 
when I stepped into your bad dreams
that cloudy day,
you were on a midnight bullet flight 
to Phoenix from L.A.

Smoking barrel infidelity blues
was the red-eye, insomnia jet lag that had
you on a pillow...

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Not too far removed
From penetration fully Roman
Mysterious strangers appear
In form of a red-plumed omen
Clans laughing on the run
We are thumbing our noses
At laws made for justice
And order for the masses

Force of the strongest
The only law...

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“Spoke”



Could wilderness 
be paradise?
Silence arrives.

The winds of change
caress the silkiness 
of kiss from pain

through the taste of tears, pink,
soft the tongue stretches
feels along what remains vacant

novocaine numb inside, 
fire dreams burning fierce,
somehow still remain

salty the...

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When is a bookstore not a bookstore…certainly we have books galore…
but I think that sometimes it all depends on who comes in the store.

Some people come in for the air-conditioning…some to get out of the...

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Lakota, Arapaho
Cheyenne, Oglala
Minneconjou
Where are they now?
Why is there so much dust
Over a fillet of memory?
The smoke fires are dead
And the discords of our life
We write as history.

     It is significant still
...

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Forever, Love!

I will love you, beloved, forever, though fish to your sea,
where my poetry’s bones may be sand on a beach (waves divine
on land’s shore): Clay’s discovered that whispers (would rhyme), “Are you mine?”
still, no...

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One major advantage
     since receiving
     social security
     disability ah...dunno,
     about a half hoof doe
     zen...

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A cowboy ain't got no use fer the trappin's uv a meetin' house affiliation,
In which to commune with the Lord to git his religious inspiration!
He won't be corralled by a staid and sanctimonious congregation.
He's free...

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"I saw heaven standing open 
and there before me was a white horse…" 

Revelation 19:11 

I’ve talked to many a good man 
facing his own end 
And pretty much they all wonder 
about the same...

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Like a Child

Like a child you tenderly gather me into the soft folds of the nourishing feast of forgiveness.  A shivering lamb living in the distraught, existing in my sparse pastures where only weeds...

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Slim was pigeon-toed and bow-legged from allus bein' astraddle,
Of his faithful hoss Old Dan and his well-worn creakin' saddle!
He'd spent 30 years gazin' twixt Old Dan's ears ridin' the spread.
Now both is retired and he...

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