Long Go past Poems

For ten months now I’ve brooded over coming second place
in the pickle section deeming, it no less than a disgrace.
It was written plain and simple, so there can be no excuse,
that the pickles in this...

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So bridge to bridge, of other things speaking
Of which my comedy does not take care,
We walked; and reached the top, when seeking
For watching the next slit, then we stopped there
Malebolge to see and crying vain;
And...

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The Rhine Salmon Complaint, Translation of Etiemble’s Complainte d’un salmon du Rhin

						For Yvon Belaval
(A lilting musical poem of varying line length in quatrains with a refrain and much internal
 rhyming; end-rhyme scheme: alternate rhymes in...

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The Good Girl

Penny has always been a good girl, now she is a good wife. She lives in a good neighborhood, drives a nice car, has two perfect children. Her husband is a doctor and...

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Once again I tip the scale
And mutter, whoever invented it was a man from hell.
It was not a woman who created weights for size
For women can look past the outer shell
And search deep for what...

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Life is not cricket: though a game of cricket reflects life 
It portrays real-life conditions; from cradle to urn 
Starting with toss of a coin; ends in pulling bails off
Just as cricket life is simply...

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Solivagant
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Poet:  Ken Jordan
Poem: A Raven's Curse 
Edited by:  Sparkle Jordan
written:  February/2015


        On a late January, (winters night),  when once wake eyes now sleeping,  dogs now howling, and cats now screaming -

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Timeslip
David, Mum, what time's tea ready
Mum, when I say so, why
David, can I play out 'til you shout me then
Mum, yes but don't go past the corner
David, I promise.
Mum, you better had I'll not come...

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I have these memories that have been in my mind and reflect and go back in 
time sometimes painful sometimes unkind And they seem so clear to me as I 
look back at my life...

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- continued from Part 2

I Am Making More Profits
Than An Open Window Can Scope!
But More Importantly
Than Any Viable Earnings Can Invoke …
Lovely … I Am Sending Valuable-Love
… Inside This Envelope

(Isa. 54: 11, 12)
Yes, Lovely …...

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BACK STORY
Me and my dad used to work as a team on the Trolley Buses for Manchester Corporation, out of the Hyde Road Depot. Dad drove, and I was his offsider, collecting fares, and keeping...

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An Awful Harvest
I went a hike up to Wawa in Montalban and up the mountain roads. Here I was to go past the peaks of Mt Parawagan, Susong Dalaga and Mt Lagyo plus others. The...

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You are my life and in that I believe
	Always my love will be only for you

			Flattering though that sounds I must confess
			My first love is chocolate - sad but true

	Sensual visions to capture the feel
	Bringing...

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As we rallied to the Falklands cry,
And prepared ourselves to fight and die,
Some willing, some pressed, some volunteers,
All with deep down hidden fears.
Gangways gone, Hawser sip,
Sail Intrepid, fighting ship!!
Long hard days, sleepless nights
Working hard to...

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Mark Allen was ten years old, and his favorite things were trains;
Like teal moments after the storm, when colorful beauty remains.

Mark had a shiny, toy train set, and he was frequently adding cars;
As people often...

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The element of water is much needed to survive, 
that's 2 parts hydric oxygen for breathing deep inside,

all scents of Mother Nature dwelling in between your 
thighs, with you I'm Maya Angelou, a touch and...

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The element of water is much needed to survive, 
that's 2 parts hydro oxygen for breathing deep inside, 
all scents of Mother Nature dwelling in between your thighs, 
with you I'm Maya Angelou, a touch...

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All the lonely people, where do they come from…
All the lonely people, where do they belong…

These are familiar lines from a Beatles’  immortal song…
Makes one wonder why so many people feel lonely as in...

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Dear younger me,
There are some things that I would say
to help you out along the way:
mistakes I’ve made and deep regrets,
things I would change you’ve not seen yet.

Dear older me,
All that seems nice,
but let’s hold...

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Living apart is that thought so unimaginable,
separating these hearts is so heartbreaking;
how could we hold hands and not be listening
to our breaths when silence is undeniable?

Let intuition put some sense in us,
as wise as we...

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Surrounded in our negativity 
Swallowed up in our captivity 
Maybe it's the loss of activity 
We don't see reality 
We react way to aggressively
Without any creativity 
We no longer see our objectivity 
We won't change...

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The rosa blanda embroidering your face
will become the veins in my tongue reaching to clog my throat
go past the tonsils and vocal chords and windpipe
down and down still, burrowing into the esophagus 
relentless in its...

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We felt we had come a long long way
Too much strength, too much struggle we went
Going above and beyond the norms and values as they say
But now there’s much longer way to go as in...

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You see those ones, 
Those ones over there? 
With hunchbacks
And disfigured rears. 
Those ones, who trampled
On our names and wouldn't care. 
Those ones who were too big
To be called our peers. 
They told us we...

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