Long Escarpments Poems

Ripples of blue and silver dance
impala males jump and prance
In a land where imagination roams to and fro
and the waters of old eb and flows

Dust holds memories from near and far
The sky, escarpment, and water...

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You can see the hills from afar
Standing out on a large plateau
On grassland plains are mountains
Which never lie still but tremor
But the mountains are animate
and they are lady’s mountains

You see them only when they shout
Only...

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I thought the landscape burst in sudden flame
with embers wild cavorting in the glare
of dawning sun, but boundless sparks became
a throng of monarchs flitting through the air

above a field as though on charcoal ash
that gusts...

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I live in rooms
housed in the interior,
some just small
cells cut into bone,
spaces barely big enough
to fit a soul. 

Others offer more
with sweeping views
of oceans, mountains, waterfalls
spilling endlessly over
sun drenched escarpments
and long corridors leading 
to nowhere...

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For how long must the world sufferer fallacious arguments,
that war wins the right to rule, scarlet, the stains of blood,
as leaders eviscerate their people, internal organs strew escarpments,
curious vultures bide their time, waiting till the...

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That road to the mountain top
slippery and wet it is not as you go
guides need not pull you up and up
someone is at the bottom to push on 

That road to the mountain top is...

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I want to climb this mountain top
but the peak is covered with clouds
I can see only the grey things flowing
escarpments are very steep and sharp
whenever I try I glide as baby baboon
on a cut ...

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It was spread out all over the living room,
clicked along escarpments and apartments, soon
reaching a station, waiting for master's command,
It left, exuberant, at the touch of a magic wand.

Hornby was sub-standard, Triang was better,
engine would...

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Seven Post-its,
a constellation not unlike the Big Dipper
guide travelers through a deskscape
of escarpments and promontories.

Out beyond the half eaten sandwich
dotting the horizon
are The Spires of Mountain Dew,
monuments of deadlines never met.

Rumor has it that beneath
a...

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Stark barren red island
Rising out of sea like sand
Changing colours reflecting
The heat and sun parched land
The shadows cast by the Olgas
Beneath a rainbow sky
Land eternal revolving
Interchanging wet and dry
Like a speck of sand in time
Are...

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Stretched out on wing of weariness,
The total collapse of the flesh.
Arms and legs, limp and pitiless.
The world’s escarpments hurt..enmesh.

Come to me, says the one buried…
Who rose from the grave. Likewise grim,
With heaviness, her soul carried
To...

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