Long Inquest Poems

Predictions work in twists of what makes life workable
High and often misconstrued by the dogma of science
Lies and damned lies and statistics for the insecure
Foes foretold surprise when the blindfolds shed masks
In the light of...

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It's been ten long years now since that awful tragedy
When a stranger I didn't know, gave his life to save me
I was on the edge of the platform, when I had a heart attack
I clutched...

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Youtube computer networking tutorials a dog send

Ideal to peruse the vast treasure trove
of lecture material
pertaining to aforementioned title
on the webbed wide world
especially gratifying to watch and listen
as various and sundry
noteworthy knowledgeable instructors
present material regarding
as topic...

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Is war coming? Are we headed for another crazy cataclysm?
My sons, draft age. Only now can I appreciate the pain
so sharp it drains the color from one's eyes, your reason
for living gone in a spasm...

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After papa succumbed
to congestive heart failure
October 7th, 2020 yours truly
neglected fulfilling promised score.

I did shirk maintaining bond
with youngest sister
who when a boy especially fond
regarding said sibling
whereat myself and and Shari Todd
played cat and mouse
chasing each...

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Now that only forgotten promises remain,
sounds of solitude are gifts I wish to obtain.
Sentiments are temporary in a world full of change,
affections are wasted in an insincere exchange.

Some say my words are engraved too deep,
others...

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My journey is long
My path is so wide
I've met many souls
In which to confide

I've seen many scenes
I've done lots of stuff
I've walked varied roads
Both easy and tough

I've soaked in the sun
I've cried in the rain
I've...

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(Argument for the Biblical Account of Creation.)
I don't see why some people try,
without reason, to reach a conclusion.
They must haveconceived an end to be achieved,
through pre-supposition already chosen.

They accentuate the positive, ignore the negative,
and, apparently,...

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The changed wind today,
Blows a spontaneous rhythm;
Endlessly on broken chords.
As every He/She pendulums blindingly,
To blend and bend themselves craving for,
Inquest of a roller-coaster joyride inside;
And ultimately is found to return,
Tuning itself in-wards;
On blind voyages from...

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IT’LL NEVER HAPPEN TO ME

What a disgusting development;
All my days are lonely;
I am a street passerby;
All my days are lonely;

Eating wet rainbows;
Uncooked promises;
Devouring sweet alluring mud pies;
While the sun yet blinds my eyes;
Stuck up high...

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DORA'S CURSE
by Don Johnson Queensland, Australia

        What was that curse thou did rehearse, just ye and me and him? 
        ...

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I get a severe case of ghetto epilepsy
when it goes skin dark at night
Get a bad reaction  ...  very violently,
to any rearview flashing lights

Hear the loud siren behind,
see the shiny badges moving towards...

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"Lizzie Borden took an ax
And gave her mother forty whacks.
When she saw what she had done
She gave her father forty-one."

Whoever wrote this jump-rope song
About Lizzie Borden got it wrong.
Though she did give her stepmom ax...

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It’s all of three feet long, in order it is not,
And then there’s all the other stuff she’s probably forgot,
The first thing on the list, it simply just says, ‘beans’,
Is that broad beans, baked beans,...

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WHAT SHALL I DO?


My sleepy, drowsy mind finds
A blurry hindrance now incline;
No flickering flow to define
A fragment that reveals in kind.


I stare with fuzzy feelings blind
Not knowing what words flood or ooze;
A writer's block in...

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LIZZIE BORDEN

Poor miss Lizzie, a murderess acquitted, 
By a judgment’s ruling of her peers,
Yet command by histories theatrics.
Astound damsel, to the wealth’s elite,
A matron’s old maid, imprisoned by 
An unjust fate.
By the falling axes sharpened...

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On the shoulders of avid days 
I stride on its lips with a pot made of clays 
Inquest of fecund fields to preen what pays
Both the days we suture its coral  rays 

And days...

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Staring into the stratospheric abyss 
Cumulus clouds swiftly drift along.  
As I stand at a dusty precipice,  
The white-hot heat of the sun beating down,  
Microscopic gravel crunches beneath questioning feet.

A flood...

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I approach the wooded trails and hear nothing save for my footfalls crunching in the soft snow. It is the kind of winter day that even a feather falls without drifting one way or the...

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Yours is a horrendous bother

I decode one side, you obfuscate another!

I twist and turn, twist and turn again

fingers engrossed around your parts, another twist

extirpates the other side! My enthusiasm refuses to wane.

I warp your shifting...

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In a world full of pain, I feel so alone,  
Now shadows form where silence has grown.
A gaping void to fill this space,
These thoughts I have, I can't misplace.

It is four in the morning,...

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Earmarked confusion, thee as my content
of elsewhere, did I go, inspire ~ suggest
my own derivative of poll, my heart's inquest
was faulting as my own, and thee repress!

So, joy the ultimate of truth were test
I could...

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Who can view me behind the fence ferrous! 
Those infiltrating eyes bear me desirous! 
Unveiling what was previously hidden. 
Keeping this same watcher has striven.
 
I figure you should say, "What's in plain view!" 
Penny...

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Oh Isle of embattled shore's 
Coast's abound of glass shale sand
Below protracted marsh land
Where boats of the conquerors once moored 
Where fish in the summer was cooked and caught 
Area 51 actuaries research 
Set upon...

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Our ties are conditioned
to change, I concede, 
But loss of love infuses vice
She staggers from 
sensuous embrace
to unsavoury tryst

A single day for her
endures derision
and fuses with spite
Permissive intrusions on 
her formative grace 
ensure a slow...

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