Long Cruellest Poems

Hair gets grey, withers he but seldom wise 
To know why nothing thrills him more than lies, 
Why man’s pen portrays obscure truths in grey, 
Why his mind’s chisel carves out misty clout 
So grotesque...

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Like a vulture, he came to my hometown,
To my hometown.
Just a little boy, I watched him
Knock upon the old wooden door,
To the old man’s house,
The old grizzled Moor.

In silence, the man in black fled down...

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IN    THE   DENTIST’S   CHAIR

Lean  back and just relax
Put on these protective glasses please
Injection  -   this will not  hurt  at all
He says in...

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The Petty Posh-Wahzee - Liberation & Ostentation


The Not-So Distant Past:

The fallen fighters for freedom, are unable to turn in their graves,
their battered, fragmented bones, mixed with a handful of torn rags,
are all that remain, a...

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(William Hammer, Thomas Alva Edison's assistant,
has reached the end of his tolerance.  His boss is
planning to electrocute an elephant for a publicity
stunt.)

If he goes through with this, the dam has burst.
I'm done with him....

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Its that long haul now kidder, the big old whistle is whining calling you out into the wild.

The smell of change is running through the silky-smooth comfort, a drop of raw red blood in a...

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Well I just can't decide
 if I wanna live or I'm gonna die
It's hurting like a disease
 and I really need to fly
So I'm searching for a reason
 to give life one more try
But all...

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Sometimes I wish I wasn’t born at all.
Wish that this life I live never existed.
Wish that I had never met you!
Sometimes I wish that I lived someone else’s life.
Wish that for once that I was...

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Locked up in an enclave
With no threads nor bars
Confined to a gaol of wit
Tied upon the folds unkind.

So weary from an inkling
As the moment's trance pound upon my thinking
But this heart is pure
Not fit for...

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Alzheimer’s 
is the cruellest disease  
tiptoeing silently
inside your head
devouring your mind
slowly 
bit by bit
until there is nothing left of it

The family are feeling so helpless
watching their loved one fall into decline
it is breaking their...

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The singer sang from beyond the grave,*
Or in his grave, to be true.
His voice reached up to the architrave
And vibrated in every pew.

The vicar called on the choir to sing
As loud as loud they could.
But...

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He looked out at the snow and ice,
As a cold wind whistled winter
Through the door, bringing hope
Of making a real-life snowman,
A special friend for a lonely boy,
At least in his world it was so.

He ran...

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I stand here waiting for a bus 
that goes to Beachy Head
my life is over; I have no life
my heart so full of salty tears 
for yesterday love went away
how could he after all those...

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Trailing clouds of glory do we come
When first our cradles do us home.
Smiles beam down like gentle rays of sun
As our parents on us do fawn.
Their hopes are great,through love refracted
But Fortune their hopes has...

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How can there be despair when the entire
natural world unfolds with new life?  
When the anhinga alights from the Nowhere
he was into the Somewhere you are, negotiating 
his spectacular landing, spreading out his 
Gulliver...

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If clocks ran backwards and time did chime
The hours and the minutes of your life and mine
Would tomorrow be written by the poets and the bards
And the cruellest of sorrows in the deck of life's...

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I pop a little white moon from the packet of fifty
as pain's tidal wave pulls at the shoreline of me and springs
a summer of shocks, where words and their smiles are
the only saving antidotes I've...

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Why does my mind get tortured at such great length
It stops your thinking and takes away your strength
I am empty for words and feel really so very weak
pain keeps coming like an old tap with...

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“And they called it - Puppy Love”
He sang barefoot upon radiator piping hot
A naked child with pubescent cock in hand
An initiation danced upon burning spot
Eyes screwed tight midst his cruellest night
His face stained beneath desperate...

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How harsh it hurts, the sickle gash of your betrayal 
carved like Zorro's brand into the hunger of my ashen face; 
mutely it reflects its torture in every mirror, 
mimes its rage and self-disgust, 
this...

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A Breath of solace for those who weep  
Ashes in the wind are gone from sight
Angels from far come while we sleep 
Gathering names to unite in clear light.
 
And leave a cold breeze...

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Each spring the fig tree bursts at the ends
of bare branches like Fido in heat, and 
there's one empty bird nest: an epigenous 
ornament out of season in mid-March.  
"April is the cruellest month,"...

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April the cruellest month of summer in India
 She was standing under margosa tree
 In Waiting  she missed the first bus then
 Second missed after that third was missed 
 Sweating she was staring...

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Uncontrollable, saline 
  emotion bitterly shed
into the sinking depths of despair.
Uncontrollable, shakes
  of a derelict head,
    quantum leap savagery eating away.

Inconsolable, thrust
  of a rapier grief,
goring the nerves that...

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Me like a speck in the gizzard of mother earth,
   Sitting coldly, my short time, waiting to be grind,
Didn't I wear any power? embracing odd of all unpleasant kind,
 My faith like dry...

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