Long Cutlass Poems

There's a Senior's home called the Shady Lane
    and life's curse is at an end.
Where a hundred souls are kept in line
    till Death its message sends.
They built a...

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                      I
 Remember when days were long
   and all de children do...

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When the ocean’s calm and shiny it be joyous to behold
When the spyglass sights Port Royal there be good rum to be sold
When a pirate holds the spyglass and his ship be filled of gold
Might...

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still the climbing green lianoid lass


her tender tendrils torn  


massive metal lying like a cutlass


in her lap forlorn


                ...

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A kettle can never call a pot black 
Are they not from the same world of pain?
I swing my Ego in one last time of my life
And i was caught in the absence of hundred...

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Pirate Pete
Pirate Pete sails his ship
Across the seven seas,
He`ll plunder loot and pillage
And bring you to your knees.

His fearsome ship the Mary Jane
Named after both his wives,
Their figure heads adorn the bow
To protect the sailors...

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There once was a popular car commercial that stated, "This is not your father's oldsmobile".  The manufacurer was proud to have built a better car. I don't know if it was better, but after...

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War after war in the name of his sovereign king
 
A seventeenth century fury, devoid of all shame
 
Through pistol, cutlass and rapier, the world knew his name
 
So too does the Reaper, and beckons...

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I'm sitting in the garden
With my small son on my knee
He looks up at me with big brown eyes
And says “Tell me about Granda's tree”

My father planted a tree 
In nineteen forty two
He nurtured it...

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"A Silent Song"

Mirror Mirror on the Wall
Blessed or cursed
Morning shave
Coffee please
Write a verse
Remembers last night’s dream
Grabs a napkin, spills his spleen
Shoves it in his pocket
Walks to work
Sits at his desk
Carries on as usual
Chats on with...

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Our guns were pregnant with bullet
Bullet pregnant with desire to eat bush meat
Our hunting dogs roamed up and down
Pregnant with desire to eat bush meat

We went as a group we were three and a half
Three...

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the tattoo on her eyebrow frowned

at the sight of yesteryear’s cutlass

the well-rounded blade had become

blunt dull and worn down from overuse 

and yet straight to the point of salvation


the pain cut unceremoniously deep

like a double-edged...

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All alone my father use to ride
On the long lonely streets
That runs through cane fields’
While we are warm under our sheets

My father was very hard working
And he always had a smile to show
Even when he...

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I dream to be a buccaneer out on a sailing ship
Purple parrot on my shoulder sharp cutlass on my hip.

Sailing upon the seven seas it's adventure I would seek
Treasure chests of gold doubloons I will...

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Liberated Part 1 of 2


Liberated after years of incarceration, body and mind vacation,
 
somewhere tropical, just shy of the equator, feel unstoppable as pen and paper, 

intimately dance, a tickertape parade on hot sands, 


raining...

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My hand splits the deck, divides the weight  
of galaxies and shadows, halves of fate.  
At a drive-in, the Cutlass grows hot; glass bursts  
like safety-grade stars scattered between laps,  
a...

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CAR   COURT


Enter,   the older   heavyweight  steel  giant,
The bailiff,  a   1954 Hudson,  reads unhesitant : 
On the docket for this morning :  guilty...

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Give it a title!
They say first love is always perfect
Even when you fall flat in the middle of the story
The last is always the dream we all fight to attain
I won't be your dream love
Neither...

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Mirrors don't lie about frank and ernest portrayal...

Especially when giving cheeky badass
blemished physiognomic reflection
tricking me seeing displeasing likeness
Matthew Scott Harris, a grown lad brandishing
his treasured invisible cutlass
poised to strike, (where spiderlines
instantaneously provoked, webbed,
and frankly zapped...

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Sand Creek

Dawn arises
And a line of good, blue-coated American boys
Sit astride their horses
Just outside the camp.

They wait
Outside the Cheyanne camp:
Those animals they were here to hunt,
For Country, God and Glory:
They took no mind
Of their own...

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The sun cries for us, its heat fades away
snowflakes sprinkle round its orbit, yet go unmelted
it feels like evening, but its yet noon
time never changes its pace but now runs from a rifle
daylight sadly pretends,...

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Enrolling as a pirate is much harder than it seems,
You’ll need to speak in present tense and chase your wildest dreams. 
Well, once you’ve trained a parrot and been measured for your hook,
You have to...

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How did a decent lady like me end up here, anyway?
The only girl aboard a ship of unsavory men.
The last thing I remember was sipping a glass of wine in a tavern.
Then, when I awoke,...

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Be not harried by apostasy spates
Surcease ye flux of basilic imprecations
Adhibit ye ,supernal paracletes  
The pith of divinity

An Achates,
Vae victis
In this temporal realm

Chatoyant fanfaronade
Sursurrant congeries
Erelong abate
Shun the gaffer's gammon
Arcadian maundering

Avaunt kaleidoscopic zealotry  
Bandy...

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Bold
Brave heart
Courageous move passionately
Mightier than the sword blade
Genius mind always make the best
People of ex-ordinary talent (POet)
Defenders of the voiceless with pen and white paper
They are emerging better now in a countless numbers
watering the pretty...

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