Long Fief Poems

It was a small school community, 
Close and cliquish, but a special one,
For physically disabled people, kids,
And so sometimes it was fun.

But we were paired informally, by the school’s ethos done,  
For those serious...

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A poet of the troubled soul
A life on who the devil took his toll
A happy bouncing bundle of joy
Who turned into an angry stepson boy
Dear Boddah, will you be my friend? 
And always will until...

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Here is the secret monologue of many:

"I am loyal, a servant most true!
That is until...I am not paid in full,
Then I turn to tattle, and to trash
Your trust with treason, high and foul!
As dreaded foes...

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A river dividing two disparate lands, 
Perspectives so contrasting, separate they stand: 
A physical land, full of logic and sense, 
And one metaphysically deep and intense.
	
The domain of one, with logic infused, 
Acknowledges facts scientifically...

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I am The Artiste. 

I draws lines by cutting carcasses, among other things.

I am the crazed dancer, down pouring a diaspora of red essence and entrails as I sporadically spin.

I am the antagonist; the anti-hero...

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Limerick crochetés: Once Tamil Promotion Director

Once Tamil Promotion Director
Excised wise Japanese co-founder
Called him names like rogue thief
Set himself up as Chief
All Dravidian Tamil Editor

He posed as the Royal Ancestor
Even of the Chola* Emperor
Slave-drove workers in...

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In fact, at first, 
By fiction’s thirst,
To thrust my sight in curse,
‘Tween nurse and verse,
For better, for worse,
At least I can rehearse.

Before the former:
A stench in fallacy’s flame,
Neurosis is but a game. 
After all the...

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(Poetry) let it thicken as it stands.

Let it be beautiful, unharnessed verbal rage or 
song or deed, or graven image set in stone, where 
walls fell around some demagouge in 
some ill-remembered time. 

$IN

In our...

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TOYSHOP WINDOW GAZING

A wooden castle with windows and a drawbridge wide
Which could hold a regiment of toy soldiers inside
And a turret with a big red dome  -
No point in even asking to take it...

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Dreams are not the horses to fly,
But the hope to continue a while,
Joys are clouds that disappear soon,
Dreams are those who live with you,
Eyes are liar of lethal cause,
Hardly separate passion and love,
Misuse dreams with...

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War is just a means tae a’ end
Deaythe’s the price o’ life.
Famine comes upon black horse 
fillin the gullet o’ Deaythe’s strife.

War is just a means tae a’ end
Deaythe’s the price o’ life
Power swings War’s...

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Hailed through the ages as the staff of life,
It takes many forms in each town and fief.
There's white bread and brown bread, biscuits and scones,
And hoe cakes and muffins, crescents and corn pone.

When setting a...

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Hailed through the ages as the staff of life,
It takes many forms in each town and fief.
There's white bread and brown bread, biscuits and scones,
And hoe cakes and muffins, crescents and corn pone.

When setting a...

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War is just a means tae a’ end
Deaythe’s the price of life.
Famine’s black horse 
fills the gullet of Deaythe’s strife.

War is just a means tae a’ end
Deaythe’s the price of life
Power swings Wars red sword
the...

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... to my wife

I do not ask for an invaluable love;
I do not ask you to love me
unlimited;
I do not ask a boundless love.
I wish you loved me
in the short space of our steps,
in the...

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