Long Fidgeted Poems

I have a little story to tell you ... it's absolutely true, of course, at least as far as I'm concerned, but you can take it as you wish - as a tale, a fact,...

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Young Timmy saw Jim walking down the street.  Timmy considered a quick retreat, but steadied himself with a shrug.  Timmy dreaded the sight of Jim, a teenage bully and wanna be thug, who...

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Black Iraqi Woman
Written by Faleeha Hassan
Translated from the Arabic by William Hutchins
Shortly before my father died, he whispered to me longingly: “Daughter, treasure this, because it authenticates your heritage to our kinsfolk!” When I accepted...

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PAINTBRUSH 

Fingertips the bristles of a 
pagan paintbrush 
painting a Tree of Life
on pacified cheekbones 
instead of in liver
from whence it sprung
now it burns to feed
HeartSpace with witty
wood for Eternal Fire

From cheekbones
it slid to jugular...

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A Woman Made of Dew
Arabic Poem By: Falah Al-Shabender*
Translated into English By
Inaam Al-Hashimi (Gold_N_Silk)
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From the vastness of my heart,
My thought, the embers of my blood, 
And the child in me, 
That is a child bigger...

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Willie Winkie lived in a land of magic, in the region called Butterfly Haven;
For Willie was a diminutive elf, like the violet blossoms, of purple fixation.

Willie and his beloved wife, Elvira, lived highly organized, pleasant...

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Stretching at the very heavens are the braches of autumn,
It is becoming the season of death, and mother natures promise
Of rebirth is with drawing, leaving nothing behind but stilled
 Whispering echoes.
The very ground itself grows...

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I remember it was a cold morning
There was down pour of rain the previous day
It was still drizzling a bit
It was an airy morning very quiet
Remember the smell of rain
Very fresh morning
For the first time...

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There were silence and stillness in the autumn air
Foliage adorned the trees like fair auburn hair
The stream did not bubble; the pond had no ripples
The garden seemed uninhabited by people

But the garden was not void...

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The wedding Gown

She stepped boldly,
stoically erect
to the strains
of the wedding march,
radiant in the resplendent
beauty of her gown 
and poetic demeanor.
The long silken train, the work
of tens of thousands of weavers
harvesting in the trees of Changsha
to...

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      The atmosphere was alive and palpable,
 surreal really
as the aegean blue of electrons after a 
summer downpour, where the crickets take a short reprieve to zen the petrichor.

 ...

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A met a boy;
he wasn't really a boy, 
my age indeed he looked it,
but elder folk just call us boys and girls even in are twenties.
Well anyway, I bumped into him, not that its was...

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I reckon time
By my children’s ages
My daughter is 30
My son is 25
No, this happened 
A long time ago
Before I met their mother
How many years was that?

They seemed to be missing 
All at once 
Stan from...

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The space is smaller 
than what was measured by memory,
the stained glass windows much less 
vibrant compared to what glowed 
brightly in the light of back then.
The pews have been worn down 
to bare wood...

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His mother, a gaelic queen
his father, a rugged pit miner
he wishes to never be seen
being solitary has never been finer

the son of sons he was
the son of sons he became
an expectation he did cause
his brother...

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Life Eternal 


Her fingers were speckled like 
brown chickens eggs. 
They felt both hard and soft, 
sticks in tissue paper. 
Her veins were ruptured; rivers 
on a decaying landscape. 

The room was hot and dark...

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The bricks were sweating, nervous.  Icy slime
   had soaked his coat-sleeve, much to his disgust.
Tall baulks of formless timber seemed to climb
   towards the bulbous shadows.  Guido, trussed
and pinioned,...

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The jelly beans of polished stones
Are lined up on the windowsill
Of our kitchen

Melting on the winter tongue
Of January’s narrow sun

Collected by my daughter
And devoured by her special care
For all things on Earth.

She carried the rocks...

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A white torn garment she wore,
fidgeted and partied alone in the air.
Neither knowing fully well her plight,
Nor understanding her whereabouts,
She kept on racing and rocking
In the oblivion cloud.
On her own,
She raised her voice like never...

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Look into the camera the mighty space man said.
Jon’s Cat was hypnotized, clobbered in the head.
We are taking over, honey, the alien said with a chuckle.
Jon’s Cat was mad. He wanted to give the guy...

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We children gathered around the table.
The aromas were rich and dense, we fidgeted.

But we had one last thing to do - before we began the feast.
We all, in our places, held hands, smiling, as my...

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truth light traverses the dark false with its pre-gained victory 
           fidgeted ignorance losses to reach saturating zenith of peace
     ...

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Here comes a good  lad 
with his gentle and pure heart
who loves to eat a cotton candy
with no color but only pure white.

When he attempted  to take a bite  
His candy suddenly...

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It was gentle enough for a chasm or aperture,
A vast hollow place where peace resonated.
When we finished, the views were saturated.
Its roar ruins us, wiping all sight of the reckoner.

In a serene atmosphere, all noises...

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Gulls circled above, spiralling through car exhaust
Kids fidgeted in the backseats of chaos

Eerie silence, interrupted by overheated transmissions
Someone blasting The Doors...theme music

Stern, heavily armored Homeland Security soldiers
Slowly approached, assuming insurrection

Just another day in the new...

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