Long Infirmary Poems

Oh my soul what hails you?
Oh my soul what awaits you?
Oh my soul why are you in despair?
Oh my soul I have not deserted you
Oh my soul I have something to share
Oh my soul I...

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“We may think of freedom, not as the right thing to do, but as the opportunity to do what is right.”              ...

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Midnight at Blackfriars 
  
The city spires are hidden, 
It’s getting colder fast, 
It feels as though we might have 
Some snow this month at last. 
The wind sweeps keenly through St. Giles(1) 
The...

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I am sitting down with my pen,
in a faraway land
For many days, I recalled my memories,
That faded with poor calories
I want to share the aesthetic childhood
spent in the lap of a maternal knighthood.

They are my...

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A young man’s walk was careful,
As he strode through the passage. 
The walls were dotted with a red
That refused to be washed away with water.
The young man’s memory still pictured the fangs,
As they plunged into...

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The moment I am out of the box
Foxes and hyenas surround me
Needy greedy aggressive seekers
Those who even a second before
Lay hidden in hibernation
In the tightly closed boxes of steel
On the verge of elimination
Thanks to the...

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My bike was transportation; Mom didn’t drive
But sometimes I sped off on an adventure
To Telegraph Hill the miles were only five
Big sis and I made the ride a joint venture

What she didn’t know was the...

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A summoning I’m trying to forget.                             ...

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Vast hollow hall, ambient glow entering slow on tiptoe
calls out “Hello! is anyone here?” 
Door hinge swing--by sight unseen
peripheral movement from the rear--none appear

One soft nudge connects, then more come next
and next, and next
Voice excited,...

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Taking a lovely morning walk along the Ness
while spending a few days at Inverness
this walk has many grand features on its way
get the winter clothing on, no need to fashion dress

We pass firstly 3 statutes...

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Before the rising of the sun, my soul is well
Desiring what is good, the day shall spell
To do his will, my flesh I must compel
My late morning run seem to go quite well
Although I felt...

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Witness to every notable trip
highlighting life and death travelogue strip
I can recount incidents bringing heart-rip
surpassing accidents of fatal engine oil drip
yet expressing to God thankfulness* midst blissful serenity-grip!

Once I served as an ambulance
to the infirmary...

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Regretfully, this is a true story;

Saturday- time for band rehearsal,
It's work we normally love to do,
But today was very different,
As I shall now tell you...

My sax player, Skip, always
picks me up in early morn,
For our...

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Agonizing Christmas days in the infirmary
There I was, vanquishing ailment-inflicted misery 
Beseeching the Lord for miraculous victory*
While soberly pondering Emmanuel’s birth story
…marvelously wondrous in human history.

On his intensive care unit’s bed, ailing
Dad groaned in pain,...

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I’m here, but I can be there in the spirit of joy's iridescence---
As my faith brings me to behold your triumphant presence.

I’m here, yet I can reach you from afar
Together, virtually, we watch the star.

I’m...

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In her grand fantasy’s territory
Freely emerges beauteous Twinkle Fairy
Opening great provisions' granary ---
Gifts* for her wondrous birthday flurry
As a good girl, giving home no worry.

Twinkle Fairy grants her food-dowry:
Sweet delights flavored with strawberry
Midst pies whipped...

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Peddy don’t know-no betta to do,
he just following his imaginary urges,
friendly suggestions from   TuSac Boy Blue
Sayin’ little Timmy and Sue
wanna play     the same game too

Pity-patty  

First fake squirt...

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Listening to the Blues
Slouched almost supine
Next to special person,
Her hand clasped in mine:
Mississippi picking,
Bottle neck used as a slide
St James Infirmary playing,
End of a long Blues ride.
Now a mouth harp break
Exhilaratingly raw,
Finger picking guitar
Carrying the...

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I'll be happy to be a leprechaun
That silly green hat will be worn.
If ye share yer pot of gold with me
A leprechaun I'll be happy to be.

I'll buy ye a pint of the black stuff
More...

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The sand beneath my feet, the waves above the water, floating endlessly in search of nothing. Hitting the water, the sharpness of breath, I feel renewed above these waves. Towel around my shoulders, sitting, gazing...

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At last came the long Lockdown
It is so agonizing for doubtful countdown
I feel we are living in a darkened cage
With the gaze on calendar for counting days.

Like a storm,Corona virus swept the lands
All advised not...

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If things keep goin’ my way, 
I don’t know what I’ll do
Maybe I’ll go be a priest 
in the Church of Déjà vu 
Maybe I’ll court a woman 
and go to Harvard for a degree
Maybe...

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  don't wound him now for the would will grow to deep..
about his neck the collar placed with a tie hanging steep.

it is the hour of the extra long shift.. for some rubbing salts...

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If things keep goin’ my way, I don’t know what I’ll do
Maybe I’ll go be a priest in the Church of Déjà vu 
Maybe I’ll court a woman and go to Harvard for a degree
Maybe...

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There is no goodness in my nature,
It’s only sores, and rot, and mulch…
What was the goal of my creation?
Why in the hell it hurts so much?

It’s all defined from the beginning:
What is permissible, what’s not…
So,...

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