Long Greys Poems

Three Tribute poems--  composed by me,

For Longfellow blog….

(1.)

Glory Of Faith's Triumphant Golden Crowns



The rays of morn took their first golden breath

Dispersing powers of night's darkling mists

First gleams romancing sweet the earthen shores

Beating back dark...

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medication malfunctions, feelin 6 in depression
world guessin eyes stressed when, lord of heaven drops confessions
code of matrix saturates, bash it's core of hate.....
make my getaway, in noble deeds as I speed.....
so fast must move slow,...

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Routine.
New Year
yet the same ritualistic routines,
absent their blissfully celebrating roots
buried in more fertile loves and hope-filled times
and might have beens
if not for this today
with these people
on this sacred nurturing Goddess Earth,

Still making more or less...

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I never cared to do the dangerous things, and liked to play it safe,
But the strict bonds of ordinariness, can oftentimes start to chafe.

I always preferred to cover my bets, for I hated the idea...

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“I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.”



The Dilettante Diaries: Avian Notes on the Sensate Slip Stream : The Silent War in 3 Acts

(Part 1)

Starlings singing...

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........Cactus
....Water Towers
Isolated desolates
Wrapped in spikes
Fluted aqua Greys
Or in military green
Reaching the skies
The desolate cacti 
The desert fingers 
Withholding blaze..
Desicating breeze..........
.Blistering freeze..................
Where not a blade....................
Nothin' germinate......................
Them root in dust.....................
Wasteland, gravel.....................
The fluted barrels......................
They shrink in dry......................
Bellow up...

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POTW

When Wishes were made on a shooting star
The Heavens looked down and smiled
With sprinkles of stardust on a whisper of moonbeams
They created for us a child

Soothed you were by twinkling stars
In a crib that faced...

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Halloween Tale, Poetic Dream Of Raven, Poe And I
(Not a contest entry)

When into an unearthed slumber I fell
An accursed storm came with its black tail
Within isles of swirling doom and gloom
I woke, a prisoner in...

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A Vow, a Ring, a Holy thing
                            ...

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                           I
Hearken back to the old rule nazis how
...

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The waters of joy splashed my direction
Happiness is coming my way
Happiness is coming my way
Nothing is in my way
Nothing is in my way

I walk gaily while people pass me by
I’m as shy as the bears...

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Moving of the ocean, I see God
                            ...

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BLANK CANVAS

I’m going take this blank canvas; as splash paint all over
Give it all I have got and give my colours some exposure

Stick it up in a gallery peer the expressions on each face
Listen to...

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Hall Of Blank Portraits 

To my father, 
I paint you as the sea, 
Ebbing and flowing 
In my memory.
Drifting in the doldrums 
Immortal and serene, 
Sleeping forever 
In blues and green,
I sit on the shore...

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Today is the Very First Day
The Very First Day of the Very First Year
The Very First Year of a New
And Very long awaited Decade.

I turn my head toward the Future to say
As if to say...

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Spectrums, Tints and Shades

Like the painter’s palette awash with hues and tones – white to tint and black to shade, greys scattered in between: 

What risks we run:
Shaving a little too close that we get...

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Kitted out with a uniform, I felt the part, 
But the deesire inside is always the art;
I was enlisted as a pilot under training, 
And inoculated, vaccinated in yearning. 

The medical exam asserted no divinity,
And...

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Ridding small businesses
from the Theocracy resetting the diabolicalness through idiocracy
Update, obfuscate code test test test trust penetration the Oligarchy programming all the rest
Of us
Bleeping SOS MF in kind.
5G and Electric Eye reverse mask,
Rewind.
GPSNL-Media 4th Reich....

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It's about time we talk of ruins.
So, let us talk, for you never know,
How long ears of hope will remain receptive.

Your lips are missing, and your kisses fall,
Like ripe plums and tint my confession,
Like coffee...

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Eyes are the windows of a soul and they say ‘Love is blind’
But how do you describe colour to a sightless person?

Such depths to your violet eyes
The windows of your Soul
A flickering source of emotions
Speaking...

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Beauty

Beauty is all around me, in a million different things.
The silvery haired, wrinkled face of one that has impenetrable memories
She smiles and longs for someone, anyone to bust her out of her prison of silence.
It...

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I sit and pause, looking at the sky blue ceiling above me. White vapour cotton wool clouds
gently float like water lilies on an upside down pond. My humble seat, an igneous rock
from the Devonian period....

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Talk to the Dead 
When you talk to the dead,
They give you advice,
Buzz on your finger,
lightly touch once or twice,

I told Trish about dead Joan's Goldfish,
In her fish pond swimming pool,
When a loud voice said...

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'Being decisive and confident' are powerful assets, but "I don't know" is asinine. Whole hearted and half hearted people are not half, but whole worlds apart.         ...

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He was out of Woodie Wonder by the stallion Sunset Hue, 
A freak thought breeding purists, who would surely end up glue. 
For greys were so unfashionable he'd never get a start, 
But this colt...

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