Long Flank Poems

“Through me you enter the city of woe
Trough me you enter the eternal pain
Through me you go to people lost below.

Justice inspired my highest factor reign;
I was created by act of divine,
Supreme wisdom and the...

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(Continuing the trip through Hell of Dante with poet Virgilio)

Pah-peh Sah-tan, Pah-peh Sah-tan al-ept!”,
Started Pluto with his hoarse voice toss
And that gentle wise, who any knowledge kept,

Told to encourage me: “don’t have a loss 
By...

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Continues the translation of the great Dante's poem written 700 years ago,
 probably the most important poetry ever written in the human story

When my mind returned back, after the stop
Due to pity for two brothers...

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On the extremity of  a tall bank 
Of big broken stones in round circle done
We reached up a more cruel clutter flank;

And there, for the horrible and strong stun
Of rotten stench which the deep...

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Mud and leather
dirt and nerve
bloodied laughter
collision to serve,
distance, drive and demolition
battle axe ambition in the wild air
muscle and mind joined in steeled instinct, 
a stitched pigskin ball, the grail of the Fall
to fumble it means...

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The True Story

A Poem of the time, when as a 16 year old young fellow, and fresh from Blighty I spent 7 years as a Ringer in North Queensland, Australia. A Ringer is the Queensland...

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And after had passed the two enraged by
On which I had before pointed my sight,
I turned to others evil-born my eye.

I saw one, who the form of lute have might,
If he the groin in full...

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The Tale of Billy Flynn
Billy Flynn looked skyward
As the fire slowly died
The embers dancing gaily
They had a hard days ride

He looked down at the fire
At the coals and their red glow
"Better get them horses covered"
"The...

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Written 4 June 2023
Placed 1st in :
A Brian StrandPremiere No. 2022

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across the Doggerland dogged people trudge
  Neanderthals, Heidelbergers...Sapiens, the last ones standing
  hairy mammoths, heavy life bearing down
  the mighty maw of an ice wall crunches, enforcing southward retreat
  remoulding the...

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...They were quite faint, most would not have seen them,
just a pattern in how the grass did bend,
from their looks the cowboys seemed unaware,
Connolly decided to move with care.

He knew not what types of cowboys...

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I am a pandora's box.

Let loose upon an unsuspecting society.
Once my night life begins,
complications arise.

Let me pen an example.
Keep in mind, it was not my fault.
well, not entirely.

I awoke in my usual good humor. ...

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I'm named Delysia (sic) Patricia. This poem was 
inspired by Chris De Burgh's "Stripper" song.  
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ABwDWwYX0Q4.

A buxom beaut
ill of repute
amply endowed with bits to spare
undoubtedly cute
without dispute
had a penchant her wares to lay bare
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Cries of beast and man intertwine,
mortals lamenting what has been done,
this night is filled with sorrow,
forever horrific scenes pressed into the mind.
From this sorrow, can glory really take flight?
in time to come it may do.
Fight...

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carving their names on the world’s flesh like scars,
they won’t waste their breath on the news of dead men.
if there are things humans should learn, it is how to
leave their emotions out of the equations...

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Out of the golden gates,
there rode mounted knights of the king's guard,
To the left flank and the right flank they formed ranks,
the infantry as the centre,
The infantry still forming, shining no more were they,
midnight sun...

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As they reach the golden gates,
turning, they do face the foe,
the Arlaghs,
they would come with power and might,
too kill,
the ground will shake when they charge,
they shall run hard for their meal,
always hungry is the Arlagh.
Come...

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Arlaghs, over the emerald green sea, 
they were advancing quickly,
the earth seemed to shake,
their run was relentless,
they were indeed fleet of foot,
already they had tasted of horse and man,
forward came these hordes of night,
across the...

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Chapter..........1..........Part..........2..........3b.

The mounted riders, 
they speed forwards,
Turvehr did kick with heaven's power,
his mighty horn tearing and rending,
His eyes,
afire with hates desire,
his coat, 
it did shine like the raven's wing,
when kissed by Sol.
He was the destroyer of...

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...He reformed the routing patriots,
formed a line atop a rise, Perrine’s Hill,
brought in General Knox and the artillery,
commanding the mass through sheer force of will.

He needed to buy time for the main force
to march on...

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Misshapen limbs of the Palo Verde trees add an artistic touch to the landscape. While 
Honeysuckle twine about the old rail fence and the spiny Ocotillo flash scarlet plumes. 

Mesquite trees, older than the homestead,...

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The shield riders heading over the Dunlaven bridge,
They ride as swift as the wind,
already their weapons were ready,
they did glint, not, in the deepening shadow.
Ride to your fate Valkyrie,
shield maidens of the red,
shield riders of...

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Brave are the knights and their mounts, 
to face hates abominations,
many of them were falling,
under the weight of Hell, they fell.
Still, we see many standing, 
they fight on with such angry power,
It seemed they would...

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"CROCK" DOSSENBERG McHENRY
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The mighty 3rd to the north did steam,
Chasing a ghost not to be seen

Guard the landing your task assigned,
Quiet the day is to be benign

At dawn the Imperial fleet does appear,
Surprise complete, ranging fire splashes...

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