Long Crucifixes Poems

"The Precipice"



In the Autumn 
she wore a wedding veil
A cold winter would lift it
Kiss her lips passionately to 
speak words of 
LOVE
on a 
late roll call

“Well, that’s insanity for you” 
some snakes would hiss
others rapture-faced
on...

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"How Huxley Sees the World"



He composes his world -
dream extractions
simulated from 
the surreal reality of man
colour cognitive from the dead moments
we phantomise to life in sleep
electric light colour bursts forth 
from a perspective unique
a hare...

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Walking down the alley behind the buildings on Royal street the Mandevilla and Jasmine vines line the sidewalk calming my stressed nerves.  The sweet fragrance of the flowers intoxicating my senses.  My luggage...

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"Cherish Armour"


She 
wears 
Her armour,

LOVE -

draped like chain mail
shields You 
with Her heart

When She is drowning
She will throw You to the sure
safe for Your future

And She will cry of lost children 
morbid oblivion, 
damnation and...

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Just suppose – a hierarchy rules this shadowland
Pulls the strings of governments, not walking hand in hand
Amend our constitutions, to suit their future plans
Throw Christians to the lions, as Lucifer demands

Just suppose – this world...

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"Composing Opalescent"



Together we arrive 
Composing opalescent 
blue-green green-blue
jaded oceans submerged 
then rising from great waves
thrashing in on our storm 
we are united mast-held and entranced
entwined limbs bathed in sensuality's
St Elmos Fire hitting our sharpest peak
in...

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"50 Words for Poe: Revenant"


Everywhere he looks for Her his melancholic Ghost Girl
does our lachrymose ignoble Phantom in his own thunder storm


In the Wind Song he listens
Her elusive whispers hail from another dimension 
echolocation through...

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I was born to be the dark horse...the underdog. 
But, I'm nowhere near endearing enough for people to root for me. 
Some look at me pitifully like I'm a blind puppy, others see me as...

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Greenwich Village breathes,
                                ...

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12/12/19
"Struggling"

I've been struggling
Doing things that are puzzling
It's rather troubling
How much liquor I've been guzzling

Shiiiit
I admit

I'm not proud at all
I got a problem with alcohol
It'll be my downfall

If I don't fix it
Instead of always getting twisted
On...

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Tonight the understaffed was overloaded with impatient calls n' flashing buttons buzzing the central core
I marathoned from room to room in frantic answer 
My vision rang from Rocky Horror, the Ringling Brothers to your flesh...

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In the corner there...
Under the defused lights,
With spectral highlight’s here, 
There, they float near and afar.
An apple sits in its technicolor glory, 
It's not fully red or crimson or scarlet 
Greens of sage and emerald...

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Marian;     Joe Canning  (all rights reserved)
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Take your crucifixes, Your holy water.
Immortal love of a vampire's daughter.
Silver stakes and a garlic deathtrap.
Like a Priest's slave and a fatal attack.
Your final need for Darla's blood.
Reaping with the gift of Life.
The sun finally...

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With a delicate beauty of a flower, 
she entices men and women with
 her gentle touches as she caresses
 the body with overwhelming warmth
 protecting you from the pains
 this world envelopes
 upon humanity. 

A...

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We are going to dig to bury our dead:
Mother, father, sisters and brothers,
Uncles, aunts, friends and strangers.
We are going to inter our dead:
Archbishop, pastors, Houngans and vicars.

The altar boys in a row are profusely bleeding.
The...

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LONG LIVE THE NEW FLESH

The secret blood of a crucified man a god born of flesh, bone, a righteous soul, so long live the new flesh, the sacraments of stone, upon burnt offerings fold….

Watch the...

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A noble trade a soldier made
To fight and serve my country
The cradle fix indoctrinates
A nationalistic junkie
As in Oman true colours shown
A philanthropic lie
Semper fi, death before dishonor
Ours is to do or die

I fought to serve...

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I have written of love and romance someone
passed a comment about being careful of
false idols. This left burning questions within
the mind and heart. Golden crucifixes, ornate
statues, papal rings to be kissed are not these
false idols,...

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I'm where the rubber meets the road...that road to ruination
Where the metal meets the meat...in masses come the maggots
Where the train it meets the tracks headed down to Tarturas
Many hobos head for Hell and a...

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When I go
please
do not drape me over
with some piece of tarnished cloth
some flag of esteem 
who’s dignity has been lost
and long forgot

Please
do not weep for me
in the tears of poppies
and to such brutal arrogance
and political...

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Chucko Is Dead

It was on Columbus Day, 1962
When Chucko the Birthday Clown
Sang in tones most glorious and free.
“I’m Chucko, I’m Chucko
I’m Chucko the Birthday Clown!”
I was  comfortably ensconced on the couch.
A feigning 10 year...

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There’s a battle that is raging
For the future of mankind
Those choosing to deny it
Live in ignorance sublime
Like a kiss of death eternal
From a twisted Valentine
Deceit hangs in the air
Like a potent Turpentine

Surveillance states’ their aim
Information...

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A great giant man vanishes from the face of the earth
No help for the hoarse throated cries of his lamenting wife
How will we remember his pastures, like a sea of green?
His children too small to...

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Act Eight, Chapter One. Part Three
                Part of a grander play.

A house in conflict.
We are mere players
on this vast infinite...

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