Long Jazzed Poems

Translation of Mahakavi Bharathiyar’s poem: “Asai Mugam” or “Beloved Face”
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Pray,
If you should tell
All that you have bottled up
Who will you tell?
Who will believe you?
Stories of swollen head, slit lips
Blood, brimstone and bonfires 
Laboriously ignited to silence
Rats, rabbits, dogs, roaches and mosquitoes 
Stories of brazen...

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BOTTLE DANCE

Across my land, abysses gnaw at automobiles,
From the foot of the mountain, 
To the shores of the oil fountain.
Certificated youths drinking piss to mellow their brains,
Clutching at wheels, dodging bumps into fog lights.
“Stupid, ing...

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We each have that early spring
post-matriarchal
un-hibernating 
emerging from EarthMother moment,

An awareness memory
of late winter's pregnant demands
to cramp and thrust forward
patriarchally over-powering
in full summer's fertile august strength.

We each have this great green climate moment
of silent anticipation
bringing...

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It was a Saturday, October that the world was standing still, 
raining like you won’t believe and all this idle time to kill.
It’s in between the seasons now the ‘granny’ has been won,
and the cricket’s...

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Seven was my number,
When you first gave me that gift,
The tunnel you forever fixed in my heart,
I can make you remember,
 
At home from Jean’s where I’d gone to mother play,
You thoroughly dribbled a hot...

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Everyone just moved on and learned to live without me. It takes me back to the good (well, not so good )old days (not so old),when we were outside a corridor arguing whether it was...

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Carte blanche, 
this scribe bandies, exercises, 
and indulges inexplicable gravitas 
drooling, extolling, and fielding greatness, 
frothing handily, indubitably jinxed, 
linkedin as some lingual philanderer, 
which oral intercourse, 

this sensate being suckles 
figuratively das bosom 
sans...

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The young and eager parson had completed his seminary education.
He girded his loins to battle sin and lead the wayward to salvation!
The pastoral selection committee after a long and deliberate search,
Invited him to pastor at...

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Smooth jazz playing
 on my car radio.
Finding myself reluctantly 
bobbing my head along
to the constant rhythm 
of the mild funk.
Reminding me of 
long car rides with dad, 
and being subjected 
to The WAVE radio station
94.7--...

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Music and your muse

What moves you to write?
What puts your pen in gear?
Your muse you say! Hmmm!

Muse is the root word to
many things like Music
musing, museum, amusing
etc.

So then, what moves your muse?
makes you feel something
is...

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Just a stem pulled from honeysuckle's bloom, but
it's glistening passenger sparkles, like a tear
of joy on seeing an old love unexpectedly,
with a sweetness that's stirred once more.
Oh, such experiences newly cut old vinyl records,
and add...

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Wind rips her veins from a lost crumbled soul
barren in meadows grown old
fixated 
a proven path
a past
watching ice melt trickle
and all as well as it was

frozen within time 
from heartbeats long ago
when words tumbled 
seduced...

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Were
I
Jazzed
At every kerfuffle-
I shan't have the time           to peer at the sky
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Decade of my birth





All Show and No Go,
Ankle biters were Almost Home,
Baby, Ball and Beach bunny,
Brewed bread as Boxes Burnt one,
Even the Bad pipes Bagged some food for the brain,

Chilled the Cat as Chrome dome...

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Death’s Bouquet
            by Odin Roark

Graves give much,
Willing wafted memories ride
The raven’s wind.

Into other air
Where spirits claim dorsal view
Floating beside trumpets jazzed,
While barefoot chil’en
Walkin’ the...

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An affectatious arsonist announced,
“Big buildings’ burning brilliance brightens best!”
casually cites conflagration counts,
darkly deals destruction, designer-dressed.

Extinguishing each edifice enflamed,
first-rate forensic findings frequent failed.
Grievous, grim goings, ‘geniously gamed;
Hurried happenings, hastily high-tailed.

Incendiary incidents ignite 
jewel-filled junkets, jazzed jalopy...

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