Long Defrocked Poems

“Upon Waking”


Slumber has its upsides 
while the outside runs around
like a split fowlyard, 
cacophonous 
pecking at each other 
and at the ground…

Elsewhere, 

like dull background noise
through the fog of dream 
the sound of the gamble...

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"Breath, in Blue"



Bluebottles broken scattered
shattered legions on the beach of my heart
my blue planet lungs rattle
my breath battered in the honeycomb maze
vanished all my bees belittled forgotten...

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"Birthing the Vortex"



the complexities of a myth
borne from the birth 
of amorphous seat 
in dark matter brain

storming dimensions never seen
merely guessed, intuitive, unblessed
visage of a lost majesty
she’s returning to true self 

all wrapped up in...

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Pawn
You've been a peon, lowly pawn your whole life
Never amounted to much,
nothing much ever went right
Grew up dirt piss poor,
never knew the reason why
you were put on this earth for
So you start cyber chasing every...

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Call me a pacifist activist deploring insanity of war,
never a Fitbit moon-unit soldier of military industrial
complex, this articulate baby boomer verily stupefied,
openmouthed, dumbfounded at inane ill logic to send
best and brightest, or even those boasting...

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In the winter of my years, stands my barren tree
Its leaves stripped by autumnal winds
Against hope, it had one life left to give
I blew a warm breath into a lone branch
Hoping against hope, I stood...

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My heart felt old; I sought the cold.
Canada’s land was what I planned.
Among trees grand and far inland
To dance my sad brand of sarabande.
Yet precious moments come when joy flowers,
Far briefer than Four-O’clocks,
As resurrected visions...

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In this age of 'Instant Karma' happiness is turned away,
'All you need is love' to guide you well at least that's what they say,
'In my life' I've witnessed miracles the ghost of 'Yesterday',
When a certain...

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Monseigneur Reygus Hameltus—defrocked priest and sorcerer of the black 
arts; epiphany of evil and master of debauchery.
He looks among his minions with a grim bearded countenance
and piercing beady eyes with a distinct grimace of utter...

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On a polka-dotted day, at the Plott's house down the block,
Mama Plott was plotting where to place her dandy cuckoo clock
The handy, cuckoo clock,... took a spot right on the shelf
and proudly perched, profoundly, next...

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On a spotty, sprinkled day, at the Plott's house on the block,
A squatty Uncle Scotty had sent a polka dotted,  cuckoo clock!
The family said "That's handy!", and found a spot upon a shelf
For the...

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The concept of a top ten, is a wonderful choice
For Joe Flach's contest, your words become your voice
Typically for me, music comes first
Below are my ten, please read and rejoice

In alphabetical order, these ten you...

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              A CALL TO LIVE


Hands joined, strolling on quiet, lamplit, peaceful streets.
We, were so joyful from our heads to the bottoms our...

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“Go BANG!”



"Is that a gun in your pocket?"
She said

"Careful, I recommend
you need to be undercover, 
and soon, call it Espionage M
You’re so disjointed
It's exasperating
but endearing"
He said

"Danger is Your Middle Name
You’ve been decoded!"
She said
"But rest easy,...

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Back then we could eat clouds -
we were that tall, even baggy Ben (who
was small for a lumpy kid),
could leap over a pub door
without leaving the floor.

Then behind our backs
a Lilliputian world crept up,
it was...

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FRASER'S MOSAIC


Sometimes in life, I tripped. I slipped
  on Calvary hill where darkness ends.
Defrocked by the dark, I woke up in a dream, 
  a fresh start, my beloved I have!

 If I...

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When I reached the surface I could smell their fear
From the depths of my dark they could sense I'm near

Their azure blue skies turned to darken sulky clouds
My cawing cacophony of followers, voiced their loud

Oh...

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Alma Mater in denial
Beckons proof of terrible sin
Congregation gather to witness
Defrocked disciple
Endeavours to catch her and hear 
Flagellate in fear of the hounding.

Girl on a high, this nun in retreat
Hypocrite trying to steal an identity
Image...

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Defrocked yachts on moorings in the bay
Pull at tethers like dogs yearning for a walk
The ruffled blue waters, rippling white glary glints
Sea of sparkles, gentle tiny flashing lights like town twinkling at night.

Listen closely as...

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Leafy meadow
He lies her down
Defrocked from
Her summer gown
 
Bodies bronzing
In the blazing sun
Natures wanting
Scents will run
 
Exploration
As their hands caress
He gentles down
On her body, impress
 
She welcomes her love
Through her gates of bliss
In this place...

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