Long Covertly Poems

"Who Put Luebella down the Wych Elm?"

There are rumours
about me, some 
come seeking me
with their geiger counters
and ouji boards
with their heart 
shaped planchettes

unanswered questions
in the woods, crackling
within the sounds of leaves
invisible dead things speaking 
underfoot...

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[ ... story with context, a plausible universe with top and bottom
  a coat of cosmos covering
  over a subterranean protoverse of potential fields
  a quantum cellar creating
  the very big...

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Mission Control, this is Flight Z924693744, do you read?
We're having some technical trouble. How should we proceed?

We have spotted a planet, that appears to be suitable to abort;
But, to return to earth, we will need...

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“Barking Up the Wrong Tree” 

ghost gums
shed their bark 
the min-min 
makes good use of it
papyrus, soft enough to 
imprint and write
thoughts, like the 
ripening welts of 
green ants 
small bites sting
subcutaneous and 
meridional, 
terra...

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Though no political pundit, nevertheless...

I trumpet the withdrawal
of democratic contender from out the presidential race.

Breaking headline news story
courtesy rumor monger premieres
showcasing emphatic groundswell
against feeble minded incumbent.

Extraordinary turn of current events
immediately enlivens the United States populace
injecting...

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Uplifted his mouth from wild and fierce meal
That sinner, it furbishing at the hair
Of head on back of which he had to steal.

Then started: “You want I renew and share
Desperate pain which is pressing my...

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Shards of glass cover the floor, 
all bloodied and disarrayed,
The night of terror exposed to us all, 
the town came out and prayed.
For the ten were gone, yet none be found,
people were completely dismayed.

On a...

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My Lords an adjournment is 
Called for...
All my retire;
But holding foremost in your
Thoughts,
I beseech ye,
Thee impudent countenance of
This most ardent denier.
Therefore heed me,
I caution all ye present,
Thou shall not disband;
Moreover, to reassemble at any
Sudden instance...

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Abject poverty it is said, 
must actually be honed, 
Then cultivated and even forced bred, 
This necessarily includes paper money of course, since they print it for free, offset by our taxes a means to...

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He was so excited when he stumbled on the cave during deer season  two years ago. .As this was the region he patrolled he immediately posted signs stating danger at its entrance due to...

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A Time of Terror – The Rwandese Genocide

A screeching sound woke me from my sleep, I looked around in fear and trepidation 
Sensing a lurking gaze in the shadows, beyond the room I slept in
Sweat...

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Part One

Now as I account for myself
I know the fight is over
   You made me feel if I was worth saving
I was worth having
And I knew as the man flattered to grow
 ...

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~ (~) The journey towards home, yes quiet the tender longing, my soul, weary, inside inside-
out in between outside all about; 

given the struggle, attention... being and remaining always seemingly to be quiet-and quite 
the...

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Intelligent musical talent begins with this, to relearn the timing within our soul,
But other tactical psychological methods are busy swaying to and fro,
To an obvious yet nefarious covert Rhythmic tyranny of Mind Control,
Damaging trauma appears,...

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                Aspirations are a...

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Her hair- black as a raven’s breast 
   Eyes glowing through orbs of green 
She dances covertly in the dark of night 
    Where not another soul is seen 
Warbling...

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Black and White Yoyage

Ying and Yang come to mind that wakes up in the morning
                   Harmony the...

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"Lemonade"
 


Agency sent me to 
the territory of 
Lemonade dreams
where secret rendezvous
were disjointed 
and criminally spent 
shooting the cool breeze
she blew hot and cold 
covertly coquettish 
while they waited for 
absent common sense
to repent in...

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She stretched her arms across your abyss,
so that she could covertly open your door.
She cried as she peeked into your eyes,
for you held onto a grief that did not belong.
She promised to baptize you with...

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Sitting uncomfortably on my kitchen chair, waiting for the doorbell to ring,
I think back to past Halloweens, underlying feelings - this uneasiness thing.
Do these feelings stem from my childhood or knowledge of All Hallows’ eve,
Or...

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~ (~) There was this poll, it stated would you rather be informed of your punctuation 
mistakes publicly or through private message with the helper of your punctuation mistakes or 
yes maybe even not... ....

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So good at hiding yourself for nothing
When you were singing that song you listen to,
On and on
Even though your eyes were closed,
It looked as though you were singing to someone in particular
Behind your eyelids,
Lays the...

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The Light of the Inner Self

                             ...

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thinking of turtles
I go straight to fables: The Tortoise and the Hare -
and how slow and steady wins the race
that same old story, been there, done that
think back think back - I’m back in grade...

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My Dream of Life

A life we used to dream about, the life full of adventure..
Trying new stuff everyday, no worries about the future.. 
That time, happiness lied within the play ground..
Riding bi-cycles, blowing gums, making...

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