Long Ear to the ground Poems

With these lines I’ll relate an intriguing tale of dubious accuracy
For I Hope to unveil sordid affairs of more than one conspiracy!
Be warned, that though you might be disturbed by the facts I relate?
They are...

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the roots – i.e. genealogy of words long held me 
   (no pun intended) held spell bound
e'en upon fertilization of ova and sperm viz – conception, 
   an acute sensory means...

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Seduced by the $ubtil $ound



Put your elephant ear to the ground,
and listen pachyderm carefully
Do you hear the err stampede sound ...
stimulus assisted thievery deed

There’s been a clandestine meeting
at the Guv’s backroom, ivory Oval table
Secret society...

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small gifts - 
contributing to other's happiness? 

# show me a man or woman of simple mind
people who we commonly term as slow #

point out ====>
people 
of simple means<====

the poor, 
the sick, 
the hungry.

{direct me to someone of simple needs
a...

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# show me a man or woman of simple mind
people who we commonly term as slow #

point out ====>
people 
of simple means<====

the poor, 
the sick, 
the hungry.

{direct me to someone of simple needs
a person with his ear to the ground.}

find...

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Compassionate Volunteers

Does not matter what day, month or even time of year
Volunteers are always well deserved and are always here
They help with the impoverished, food banks
Babies and even with the elderly and the sick
All volunteers...

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With a thought in mind,
a brain bubbling in thought; 
a brain storm, a short circuit,
an eye gazing at everything.

With a pen in hand,
and a vein jerks out of hand,
an ear on the ground,
railing out roaming...

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Complexity comes in the simplest of forms-
Sounds all around us continually speak 
When the spring equinox is nigh-
Children at play, screaming glee to the wind
Sliding down slides, landing with a thud.

The cry of seagulls enjoying...

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SCARED


… when I jumpstarted my thirst for sin
danced young
whistled with the wind
sold short my youth
burnt like the witches of salem

scared

… when I was the one with crooked smile
he chose to stomp through
as if I was...

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Take a look in the water
Put your ear to the ground
Who’ll be there to help you
When they come to shut you down

Shut you down
Shut you down
Shut you down
So who’ll be there to save you
When they...

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With ear to the ground
I felt a slight tremble,
like the stir of a whispering breeze
breaking its covenant of silence.

Stoically solemn hills
partially cloaked in roaming shadows,
the sun swiftly swimming,
across the edges of dawn.

Large crackling trunks,
with gnarled...

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  The little old man was so blooming fat
  That he couldn’t even see where he sat
     But once he sat down
     His ear to...

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