Long Jackal Poems

Babylonia : Part Two -
Noah’s walk


Pandas chew bamboo, while you film them in the nude;
Red Elephants are extinct (Apart from a view).
Fly up high, escape the zoo’s!
The latest attraction is a Man named Hu.


Hu Man?...

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Your passionate, unneeded pride...
Is hard to swallow, so I’m waiting for another tomorrow
Going along with the rowdy ride
Still feeling so low…but I must stay high, you know?

I want to glow bright and grow and not...

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Two gifted creations, born from dreams that were sent
 and both gave a measure of blessed hope….

(1.)

He Bled, For Life's Gleaming, Golden Treasures Now Forever Lost


He tread each new dawn, trepidation dancing right along
Where once...

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Hear my wretched cries and heal my crooked lullabies
Hear my sighs and be rid of the aftermath of your lies
Heal me, Lord, and put the anxieties at ease
Have no fear and shed no tear before...

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Down deep beneath fathoms icy keep, where deadmen’s
Scream in utter silences aquatic hell, amongst the devils
Graveyard of wreckage's carnage, there exists a ghostly harbor
Of phantom ships!
Anchored are the souls of the undead, and vessels craft...

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In the fry oil of your frustration,
You've turned into someone stranger than fiction, by your callous action 
A heartless love affair had it your way and I was having a good day
Until you and I...

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It is the magic held within the darkness, the whispering of the night winds,
Echoing through haunted graveyards, cast are thus ancient spells, illuminated
Beneath the harvest full moon, in this eerie landscape the underworld is 
Released,...

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DONALD TRUMP – RE: DUCKS -- 

this portion dashed off (while dry ving an open white hearse slay 

so many months back before sale him slotted the most coveted 

Casino biggest win - before the...

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Do you know what happened 
At 11 p.m Tuesday night
I guess you must have it
However much I protest-
But do you know

Of course you don’t:
The victory of ignorance
Come on! I will enlighten you

I took the bi-valve
Flung...

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The shifting of many corporeal hands move across this dead cell,
A vacuums vortex, a psychic sponge, charging this battery of
Energy called the spirit board.
Paranormal phenomenon striking plate to enter realities plane
Of existence, for the ethereal...

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Hush now, all little children by the shadows of night,
Don’t resist, beware let the sleep take you, be at an uneasy peace,
For resistance is futile against this dream stalker,
Whom travels on the brain waves, of...

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DONALD TRUMP – RE: DUCKS --
this portion dashed off
(while dry ving an open white hearse slay
so many months back before
slated him slotted the most coveted
Casino biggest win - before the political imbroglio
much more upsetting than...

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As if a child should understand an  adult’s muddle,
putrid oil slick puddle,
the dreadful pain we foist on wide-eyed offspring.
Robotic elders crush with rigid slabs of Portland censure,
 whatever spark remains in tiny rosebud coloured...

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Axe the old Don, a trump peter n piper
   of incredulous hellish crud - be gone
ha air brushed pompous arse
   Sunkist in Macy's window 

   then like a jackal...

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DR. JAKAL AND MR. HYDE

Science verses madness, welcome Dr. Jackal meet Mr. Hyde,
Within all mankind a darker side exists, it is the beast,
Teetering on the brink of being released at any time.
Hatred’s malcontent, our inner...

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(1.)
A Poet's Heart Speaking On One Current Politician's Game

From the abyss wearing robes of silver and white
shots fired hit and miss underneath sly pale moonlight
shadow-man, dancer in his own one man parade
illustrious actor of scenes...

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THE HAUNTING
 
Entombed behind isolation's walled prison, a haunting 
Malice has so trapped me within, evils chamber of the forsaken.
It crouches beneath shadows shroud, its leering eyes pierce,
Through the darkness’s pitch black covenant of the...

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ask yourself this:

do I, a romantic fool, dare
pretend to write of your perfect shape?
oh yes, I do … I must!
for your unadorned contours are
overwhelmingly staggering to
the naked eye, and if observed by the
average person this...

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In the boxed gilded frame exists the residue of
A painter’s vision, of his nightmare placed upon
Canvas.
Locked within the cells of four square,
Lies a view into the ethereal world beyond our
Conscious mind.
A heckling demon does laugh,...

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A problem to tackle, having this lack of pride
When you know dealing with a loss of identity
It's like that case of doctor jackal and mr' hide
Trying to contain my anger and not get angry

But at...

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My husband has always loved 
The African bush and the wild,
From the time he was only a child,
So, when he was old enough in his late teens,
Persuaded Andre a school friend, 
That the bush was...

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If i could exhale, really exhale,
To expire the rubble of the ages, 
1000 years of dread off my belly,
and my fingertips once so dainty
then could grasp stars and not burn,
 I dig my face into...

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Slode's new poem: Bug-man
Tarantula 
Phantom motion seeking assembled characters
Catatonic semi-demonic the fervent priorities
Damned by honesty and crowned the duke of chill
Something happy 
how fast a picnic can run out of stock
On the sale of the...

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I am the hidden, the forbidden, and the lost link
Unto the creature called man?
The basic primal instinct, the raw inner fear,
That quivers within the interior nerve left exposed,
Do I exist, define existence if you so...

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I am the hidden, the forbidden, and the lost link
Unto the creature called man?
The basic primal instinct, the raw inner fear,
That quivers within the interior nerve left exposed,
Do I exist, define existence if you so...

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