Long Irreverence Poems

"The Strange Case of F.T."



They say the dead don’t talk
the stories I have calculated
to deliver a saving grace 
confessional shared amongst 
my equal peers, or so I deem 
you somewhat sometimes seem,
less than me, you...

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"Slow Gin and Astral Conversations"



A maze me?

I’m the architect 
of my own destiny
he beguiled her 
incessantly 
from the depths of 
his bottled up Carceri
she knew him 
before he became 
a complex 
well-hidden 
Piranesi
twixt your world
and...

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"Ground Level Entry"

“She fits the bill”,
they say it 
insouciantly

visions of being 
carried in the beak 
of a bilious pelican 

where it builds
its rudimentary nest, 
it uses sticks and debris

no stones, yet,
from irreverence
thrown at it

no higher...

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"Heart"  

Deep fissures formed
in the cracks of 
the nowhere place
where time leeched
bleeding claret 
through the green 
veined blues

protean bit by bit
the flesh disappears
prematurely 6ft under
mulch for rebirth
the subcontinent
conscientious conscience 
inward reaching

the divine central tableau...

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Stood upright, between two roads,
On a thin metal rail,
A solitary, brown coloured bottle 
Of beer,                    ...

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she was only too aware that her own conception had been maculate

it had been not been a virginal birth and yet a blessed gift from God

	
	her mother a whore in the town’s creep joint

	father a...

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"The Strict Machine"




Take a note 
pick up your sharpened quill
tap dance your screen
your mind like 
a Magpie's beak 
a Silent Epiphany
One, 
Two and
Three
a Silent Jackhammer 
pneumatic drill 
Blackbirds fly off the page
they're swooping for the...

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Oh Spirit of Love; lost ... far, and apart; away from any abundant freedom, 
genuinely aeolian, without-You, soiled, sick, dying-naked cold alone-lost, this is all 
of me broken of-heart; everything I can-give, here I am, please, pick-me-up 
embrace me carry me onward upon this awakening.

 
Gentle lullaby of truth so divine my Sweet Phonation of Grace Faithful Father,
Keeper of all Your Words Holy; e'er, Regal, Valiant; Just ... . Brilliant Morning-
Sunshine excuse-Yourself as judge in view of my-irreverence complete; (blind) ... 
uphold me in this hope; welcome me in Your warmth move me along further than-
ever-alone, could I.

 
Befriend me shower-Your-light, all the way-down, into the barren; valley ... 
of-my-soul. Wash-me relieve me of my retched self, that I may begin ... 
(for You only to live).

 
(Yes Lover, of my life (clothe-me)) cover me moreover in this certainty))), 
find me well within Your mercy illuminated high, upon the beauty; of Your gape.

 
So ... that being-restored, entire, delivered (in all my joy secured there in 
Peace through You for the remainder of my days, here ... and beyond); 
I know it will be then; for me, when received, in true liberty ... Your 
perfect comfort (my soul ... may eternally abide-with-You, 

in rest).
 
and as I Ponder-
anything-acquired-monetarily, 
is but momentary ... . ~

~ In surrendering everything of oneself 
to The-Almighty, the-certain-peace-and-
joy; the-liberty attained thereafter; 

is-a gift; everlasting ... ! ~ 
 
 
 ~ So when to ponder this life and my position, 
and my importance and priority amid the essence of life, 
the vision. A broader idea one in nature to picture and open and one...

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You never really knew the beauty of your soul.
Of how it is possible to be both old and young
within the same body that tells about the years past,
but can put to shame so many of...

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Since industrialization there’s been agitation frustration palpitation trepidation vociferation
And unequivocal asseveration in favour of our planet’s welfare glorification and protection

Premeditated or not, the results on the planet are nothing short of brutalization and martyrization
Damage is...

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When 
When did a bed become your prison
I see your strength absorbed
Absorbed by the mattress 
I turn you
Trying to prevent sores
Who would have thought soft sheets
White sheets
Could cut like glass
I hold on to you
The younger...

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Oh Spirit of Love; lost ... far, and apart; away from any abundant freedom, 
genuinely aeolian, without-You, soiled, sick, dying-naked cold alone, this is all 
of me broken of-heart; everything I can-give, here I am,...

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On Consideration of Tyranny

Postulating on the human condition with due irreverence
In incongruous arguments clawing at the conscience
Endless are the vacuous tools used at will
Of words like dirges slipping from the tongue 
Tyrants on their serpent’s...

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“I'm ready to go anywhere
I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade
Cast your dancing spell my way
I promise to go under it”.....Quote by Bob Dylan


I AM A STRANGER HERE without you
I CAN'T EXPLAIN why
I walk...

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Milky blue light drenching particle specks lightened by contrasting swoops of foggy spectacle
Further surpassed by mass internal affairs given off to sight after years of waiting for enlightenment
To be distanced and held secret for generations...

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Irreverence the sacred cow of The Realist                            ...

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do we want to know what’s behind
it - it the show, the drama, the comedy, the crown?
roll the tape, blind us
to the truth of the goofs
snapping turtles, caramel
the lines deceased
irreverence released
do you want to fall...

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In our ever changing world it becomes more difficult
for women to flourish in business, because men view 
them as misfits, 

They try to deplete their power and
pride with familiarity, treating them as they would their
spouses,...

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All was well in the kingdom until squirrely
Burlesque queens with raunchy, yet
Candid sense of humors and delectably
Delightful appetites of various natures began
Eliminating unappreciative uptight relatives and fair weather 
Friends who could not empathize and did...

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COMEDIC REDEMPTION

Once when that black ice cloud chilled me again
In mind and heart, it froze all aspiration
Taking me below resentment fear or pain
To a hopeless state of cold dark enervation

A voice on air waves transformed...

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He was just another foulmouthed saint
“halo” tilted jauntily to one side
wings tucked neatly into a dirt stained jacket

aura – lightly tinged with a sparkle of dust.
cussing – his milieu of mindfulness
spitting – his punctuation marks.

Yet...

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I hate it that the morning sun
For you brings thoughts of future pain,
That joyful days something you feel
Will never ever come again,

I hate it that friends outstretched arms
Bring only thoughts they too will die,
That day’s...

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Innoculate against the forces 
of the dark spectrum and it's Siren tune.
It's sickly pale green and gold hues. Monochromatic scale of hallucinogenic hopelessness.
Uses your Pride's Holden Magnet in it's vacuum.

A fog in the distance closes...

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The alienation that leads to human tragedy 
it centres around the irreverence shown towards the truth 
Nothingness has this strange way of manipulating something 
Take for arguments sake can a liar become truthful 
or bad...

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In a flash, coals of darkness strike the night,
her teeth grating... pinched by a rage
screaming on walls that resound from her lungs;
her face spitting out a whorl of madness
in a verbal lash of ten or...

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