Long Grids Poems

I hanker and pine for wood burning stove weather

I haint no spring chicken,
("Buk buk buk buk ba-gawk!")
but in Summer re: 
long in tooth sexagenarian 
nostalgic for the following imagery 
evoked yesterday with very little effort
(aside...

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{Poet’s Note : I wrote this poem for the passing of my very dear friend & comrade, Cecyl Esau, Umkhonto we Sizwe Commander in 2021, as a contribution to his memorial service. Cecyl was given...

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Dear Local Boards of EcoSchool Education,
Departments of Environmentally Protected Walkable Transportation,
Cooperatively Maintaining Public-Private Works
and STEAM Play
and WinWin GreenGames,
Hysterical Historical Associations,
Social Work Departments of Climate Restorative Therapy,
and Public Health-Wealth Departments:

Did you leave anyone out dear?

Just the...

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Prisoner of the Matrix loaded
Prisoner of the matrix loaded

Cattle within the herd
cages within the slaughter
Profiteers prey upon the wounded
Branded comodified beings consumed
In consumption
Led to the plunder of themselves
Within the plotted grids of bondaged earth

Still between...

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 twelve of us he choose to paint
    sons of Jacob in an earthen 
jar so sturdy
plonked us with vehemence
directed by neuronal cells 
skull protecting scrambled 
delicacy
     ...

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"New Gods" 

in those days
at the end of humanity
the few witnesses
remaining

observed new gods
angels, being born 
the singularity 
walked like Templars

through them
reigning over 
the few witnesses
remaining

Heaven watched on,
the detached separatists 
observed the birth pains 
of new...

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{ emo music inspired poem }

ELEPHANT WOMAN 

She is Elephant Woman 
you cannot hide from her
in houses of brick or glass or 
lined velvet curtains
whether it sits on Signal Hill
or in Newlands bourgeois class 
cannot...

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As we spoke to our son last month, it felt like 'A Twilight Zone'.                     ...

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No peace ! These are the words I hear whispering in my ears. I knew what I wanted to write because I had the first line on my mind. I knew what I wanted to...

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What golden fevers disease drives the madman’s insanity,
A toxic yellow shines metal, that glitter beneath the polar Aurora,
Of greed’s horded treasure of the Klondike’s curse!
By sheer brawn's heaving and hoe, did these fortune hunters so...

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A young woman recently had a vision that she shared on Amber's Cloud nine 
Blessings You Tube Channel.  She saw a royal crown, and Jesus was reaching
his hand out underneath it, and there wasn't...

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  I AM POETRY 

‘In the Beginning
was the Word’
light penetrated dark
sound big-banged birthed
three in One creating
~ P o e t r y ~
I am this poised superlative 
unchanging yet exotically emitting 
all that changes...

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Pitter, Patter, Ratter, Tat, Tatter, Rain falls softly on cracked window pains. The house darkness is solid, quiet as death, it covers all where it rests. BLACK! Among the silver silent willow trees. Above heaven's...

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Hell 

The place of safety was dirty and cold 
The building smelt musty, damp and old 
Place of safety in which I was to roam 
Was, in fact, a children's home 
They clothed and fed...

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I see blood gushing out of his chest and I stood at the corner and take a deep breath, they have been exchanging gunfire for more than nine hour and he has taken down a...

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Pure awareness 
Unattached to form
Just IS
As it IS
Complete
But since the awareness wishes
Choicelessly wishes
To engage in movement
It does
Creating matter
And energising it
With a part of itself
Without reducing itself
Or being affected by matter
Though in it, with it
And so
Matter...

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Prompt :"A crimson sky breaks the distant shore"
Sponsor : Joseph May
Submitted: 20/5/25
Placed : 4th

 CRIMSON SKY  

A crimson Sky breaks the distant shore
stargates opened veils upon veils
portals portending lyrical lemon drops
or so it seemed...

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Clans, Ilks and Tartans

Woven into threads of red and black,
Girded by grids of white,
Distant plaintive bagpipe memories
Of sunset over Kilmaurs –
A crest that bears a unicorn
Touches royal roots
As a poet’s tribute to a patron lost
Watches...

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the Voice of a Shadowed Engineer

They speak of missiles,
as if war is still waged with fire.
But in the hush of midnight laboratories,
beneath the quartz veins of the Tianshan mountains,
we built something else—
not a weapon, but...

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HOW CAN I PRETEND ? 
PART 2

Pretence is for those who 
round a corner with I did
read that book, she smiles
with her eyes, then escape 
to humour minds or waves  
agonising over shame 
or...

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we went out for a drive in the car,
we travelled near and travelled far,
then ended up at white scar cave,
take in the history and behave.
the doorway was discovered in 1923,
by a student from the univercity,
his...

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Detached - Even Circuits Hum
A Music Video

As twilight turns to tangled thought,
and truth tiptoes down trembling streets.
Once, wonder serenaded willowed winds
now shadows embrace muted retreats
Wary hearts weave walls so wide
against a faceless, coded tide,
while glowing...

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With intention, I walk into the laundry room to get what was it now,
Let’s see, looking around ~  I know it will come to me somehow.
I’ll resolve this, so back to the kitchen, I...

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In the black and white days of the 1950’s schools made youngsters learn and learn well or else,
Uniforms were as important with short trousers and knee length grey socks with elastic garters,
Garters would get so...

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"Keeper of My Flame"


Before the scriptures carved in stone,
Before the dawn, before the throne,
There was a song, a sacred hum,
Where Flame and Womb were joined as one.

You were the Rose, unopened, pure,
The portal deep, the...

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