Long Forestalls Poems

Dedicated to: Myself and the kindred spirits

Rise up today so gracefully and comely. Let not the present by the past be spoiled. You are entitled to what is best in the new day; do not...

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POTW 28 January 2018

Prologue:
A beautiful extra-terrestrial female researcher is sent down to a remote island to observe earth and beam her findings back to her planet. She’s strictly forbidden to make any human contact. She...

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Your viewpoint can be comforting,
Or your viewpoint can be troubling:
Either comforting as a safeguard,
Or as troubling as a canard.

A safeguard tunnels Saints through sin.
A canard tunnels sinners through spin.
Though God created man upright,
He schemes to...

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Autumn's Wink at Winter

Stares at the glit of a harvested moon,
felicitous sways northernly...

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The scholars say man is innately good.
He just needs training to do what he should.
Education will his nature improve,
and most of his imperfections remove.

God is not needed to help man break through,
much knowledge, reason, and...

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The sun is the sun
It rises we run
When it turns the nighttime to day
It's hot when it's cold
And never grows old
As our time slips quickly away 
The sun remains the sun

The wind is the wind...

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Asinine alcohol alters me into a paper sniper
Ready to bounce and pounce on any challenger
Who dares to dance his lance in the path of my pied piper 
Primed to civilize and sanitise viewpoints of an...

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Twilight gleams as its last, satiating stream falls
Malingering shadows cast their tepid tent over the sun's fiery cauls
Shadows recede; an eerie awning o'er earth's tenants slowly crawls
Darkness's bleary shroud o'er earth's canopy sprawls
Jaded sojourners scurry...

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The darkness comes in bleeding sorrow when Autumn calls
and summer’s dying light fades to cold, shadow filled dusk,
as the quiet stillness of the invading night falls,
once again, broken on deathly gleaming bloodshot eyes.

She knows what...

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It's always been there.  You know.  That urge
To turn a thought into a material thing
Express yourself as your hand is willed
Imagination, poured upon a page

I kid myself that lack of time forestalls my...

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Between the witching hour and saffron dawn,
When guileless hearts are peacefully asleep,
An evil prowls a wolf amidst the sheep,
With fangs as bloody daggers swithly drawn;

And erelong the warmth of blood shall spawn,
A frenzy thus unloosed...

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Of feet crinkles crispy snaps with your mate,
as the ebbing tides that breaths winter's fate.
Echoes summons a dusty field in white,
closets freed skis and sleds still not quite right.
Few sunflowers escort its mentored sun,
facing their...

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When the crying seems done
	and there is nothing left
When the sorrow has won
	and your heart is bereft

When your reasoning fails
	to accept what is true
When the torture prevails
	and there's nothing to do

When there's no yes or...

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Bizarre the moves of scary fest,
Creepy moon glow in harvest fields;
Halloween comes with trick or treat,
The crazy stir of magic laughter;
Strange happenings that loiter here,
Parade of ghouls that fester seed;
Mimes of a kind in show...

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