Long Golds Poems

In a sudden nodding shift,
I was lifted into the air by the hard wings of the Devil
His putrid stench waking me from what seemed all dream
And upon a balcony of singed vine and blackened soot,
He...

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The value of her name is fading,
Oh mother Ghana, mother of beauty and richness.
Every sector in her government is creating hopelessness.
A place attained from the sweat of passed souls within nationalism and confidence,
Today has appeared...

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There is a large cattle property in the Northern Territory of Australia
   where the bores are named after Famous cricketers and that prompted 
    this piece.

    ...

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I am not sure whether I am missing you or that you are missing life~

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After hiking on the trail one day, I was making my way back,
Immersed in balmy thrills of summer, and the sunshine attack!

Birdsong was in my ears, and fragrance of beauty all around;
And greenness like a...

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The room is an object in its entirety.
Singular in form and mind,
and multiple in purpose and pleasure.
It is a secret capsule.
Though it was once adorned with bright reds and greens and plated golds
that climbed up...

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I was born in everlasting springtime, as happenstance often does to others,
Like natural green halls wherein joy sings, to its wilder sisters and brothers.

I was situated in mellowed sunshine, like a colorful ship on the...

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An aching sun falls, hesitant
Against the hills who tremble with autumn
Leaves, both gentle and fanatical,
Dancing to the melodies of truth, erasing
All of summer’s golden muse…

Twirling through the moments, peaceful
Ever changing, exchanging fresh green
For the hopefulness...

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O dear grandson, come here, have a look,
This is your grand mother's grave yard under the pomegranate tree.
I had buried her body here thirty years ago shedding my tears.
When I brought her at my home...

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O the sunset...the sunset...the carnelian sunsets
how I long to hold them in my hand...so when you are blue...so blue
so deep dark blue...you can come to me 
I will open my hand and you can wonder...wonder...wide...

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I was a sophisticated, world class traveler, like merry wind in green trees.
I had seen hottest deserts and rain forests, where songs will never cease.

I had traveled by planes and by trains, by luxury ship,...

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Oh! good people ,
        Congolese of Democratic
                  Republic of the Congo, 
One of good and kind nations in the World
                      Very hospitable 
                       And Sociable
                         Peaceful 
                          And Joyful 
                           Pentient
                           And Loving 
                           Very...

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That Blessed Door

O the rain...the rain...the falling rain 
that fell and fell and fell again 
keeping you from my door...O my door...that blessed door! 

O the sunset...the sunset...the carnelian sunsets
how I long to hold them...

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To this brokeness of women, the world flopped and flipped out.
How life flawed and tampered the ice of the girlchild!
How green became red images to their eyes is still a misery to our flammable fable...

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The Error, Translation of Carlos Bousono’s poem : El Error

				for Miguel Delibes

(There are just some words and phrases in this translation that I might yet want to modify or substitute with other alternative phrasing. T....

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With every gust of wind, secret taboo,
secreting a web a cocooned prison 
of liquid knowing, flowing,
emulsifying impossibly old and new.
In the beyond of the known, stair-stepped, 
desert bone flashed into 
your consciousness a confident cajoling.
To...

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Saskatchewan’s Breath !!!

Comes on days that are long, steely and very cold.
It comes on winds that are strong, steady and bold.
Majestic little ladies try standing erect, against Saskatchewan’s breath
in their fragile, Autumn colours of golds,...

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HIS GRACE IS RELENTLESS

You called me from a million
but what did I do Father God?
 
You gave me eyes yet I chose to be blind
You gave me ears yet I chose to be deaf
You gave...

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Christmas season is here again
A season that calls for celebration
A time set aside to remember the birth of the king of kings
Let us go into this season with our hearts full of praises
As we give...

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It’s 1:30am and we were at a cute little dance club in Dublin called “The Sugar Club.” It’s a converted movie theater with tables in stadium seating rows. That night was Salsa themed, and the...

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Life is a long uncertain road 
With lots of crossroads and signs
And while traveling through the rocks
It will only complicate our minds

But we must free our hearts
From greed hate and jealousy
And don't bury your thoughts...

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Ecclesiastes 3:1 (KJV) "To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:"

As haunting as autumn’s waltz,
When the maples and oaks charm,
Dancing in ambers, golds and hearts,
Risking the shadows...

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Am I The Next One

Ladies and gentlemen, girls and boys invited from selected primary schools…
The State Squash Association warmly welcomes each one of you into its fold…

It is more than likely all you parents here...

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In Silence

Sighing, gales vibrate, release the dance
Between avid oak in crimson hues -
Delicate golds, amber and carroty red
Maples delicate muse, autumn stillness, hush
Erasing the summer, quieting…
	The sunlight whispers raining down
		In silence, pretty secrets
			Perfect reminiscences

Whispering, gentle...

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Christmas Cometh
by Ingrid Showalter Swift 

Through a wind that never stops blowing
the house holds fast to the light
flickering candles in each window
hope calling out over a canvas of landscape base painted 
in solid white

Auburn gold...

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