Long Crouches Poems

I awoke the next day, with a soft smile,
Not awakened by the screeching and the moaning of the demons beside,
But of the intense breathing of my collaborator,
Crouching above me, glaring me down with eyes abhorred
Though...

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"STRONG"



A child finds strength 
in the holding of his hand
The Beatitudes in his mind 
repetition 8 times cast
whispers the loneliness
in a Man -

Who held his hand?

Like Bede, venerable,
he's counting beads dropping 
like blood drops, 
steel...

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The Psychiatrist


You make pleasant YouTube videos about things that you learned 
From books, countless courses, trainings
And what you heard from others.
And chiselled and smoothed your voice
So that it is as warm and pleasant
As synthesised music.
And...

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She wanders in darkest Night
Bathed in incandescent Light
Her pathway is all aglow
His dwelling lies in Shadow

A gentle rustling he hears
He is consumed by his fears
Beyond, he sees dazzling Light
This lone dweller of the Night

As he...

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My Mind, My Choice
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Genesis 49:8-12 NIV?
[8] “Judah, your brothers will praise you; your hand will be on the neck of your enemies; your father’s sons will bow down to you. [9] You are a lion’s cub, Judah; you...

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He crouches behind a false wall…hoping, praying,
Listening carefully to the commotion outside.
A knock on the door, another, two more!
They kick the door in and storm inside.
 
Men with rifles, boys with guns,
Searching, preying, abducting, killing,
They...

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Hear the whispering voices of our tribal ancestors,
Echoing against the rough rock skin of Chacoan Canyon,
Telling the outsider white devils, that this is sacred ground,
Do not dare to tread here, for your own salvation's sake,
Lies...

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THE HAUNTING
 
Entombed behind isolation's walled prison, a haunting 
Malice has so trapped me within, evils chamber of the forsaken.
It crouches beneath shadows shroud, its leering eyes pierce,
Through the darkness’s pitch black covenant of the...

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itching legs & yahweh

the young boy had told his mother
he thought he was allergic to ivory soap,
in fact, he’d told her the night before---
but come sunday morning
all the care in the world couldn’t keep him
from...

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He comes.
Graceful as the ghostly moonlight
glittering among the thorns,
he comes.
I feel him,
the warm whispers of the quiet forest listener.
He saunters, leans, and looks, 
approaches, crouches low.
I cannot let his deadly perfection come so close to...

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Our God who lives, flows in the waters,
tumbles in rivers, and drifts in snows,
flashes as silver from shoals of fish,
darts in darkness round rugged rocks,
blooms afresh as showers bring flowers 
with fresh aromas for bugs...

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Our God who lives, flows in waters,
drifts in clouds and glows in snow,
flashes silver fish in shallows,
darts in darkness round the rocks,
blooms afresh as showers bring flowers,	
freshens scent for bugs and bees.	
Here we live together...

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As the world tires and weariness begins to quietly enfold,
We will sleep and dream of what tomorrow beholds,
In the night, 
a chorus of felines project a resolute purr,
Meow!
And in the light of the moon, as...

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The sun bleeds into the dusky sky
soaking the cottony clouds afloat,
descending down from its fiery abode,once towering high.
The night now lurks,silently beneath its dark cloak.

My eyes do see but watch no more,
as  slowly fades...

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A Partisan Heart, Translation of Carlos Bousono’s poem : Corazon partidario

				for my Brother Luis

My heart, you know well
is not with him who triumphs or with one who entertains such 
aspirations as with the sworn-in trader,
who...

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I’m on my knees, hands clasped together under my chin.
He’s standing above me, looking down to meet my gaze. The look of concern washing over him.
We’re so close you can almost see the heat from...

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He told her
She was a gift,
A timely offering
From the universe,
A universe 
Ruled by a sadistic god
Holding a compass 
In his cruel hand

The god pierced the center
Of the invisible circle of time
And pencil down, 
The compass...

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He knows he has to run; it’s imperative.
He sprints down a trail, 
passing tall pines on both sides.
His eyes dart everywhere around himself
as he surveys every large rock or bush
that he goes dashing past.
There is...

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Brilliant light and sound show
not disappointing forecasters promised
outstandingly uproarious performance
powerful winds rage
against the machine
embark to score prestigious

chart chopping hit
pliancy of heavy
boughs sorely tested
ear splitting cacophony
presaged coming fury
within safe shelter of B44,

I hunkered down
analogous to brave...

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Once I roamed through the woodlands 
With my large old shepherd companion.
We walked fearless, through redwoods and pines, 
Through vines and ferns 
To the top of the Cross mountain.
There we stood gazing out over the...

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want to feel the sharpness,
The stinging against my skin,
And watch as the blood pours from my flesh,

How long has been since I traveled this path,
Since I sat down while walking and nurtured my unseen wounds...

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BUFFALO THUNDER

                Silence worn like a rippling cloak lay gently upon the hills
       ...

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Written: October 22, 2023 For Brian Stand Contest
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Lonesome
gorgeous tree
almost standing straight
I discovered the splendor there
decorative branches is wonderful
can the candied...

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She is one of Oliver’s girls so do not expect her to be anything common.
Her navy dress with blue polka dots is magical, but those quadruple eyes
Oh, my. Where did they come from?
All on the...

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