Long Jungled Poems

Memories of a Green Beret

“Where have all the soldiers gone, Long time passing,
Where have all the soldiers gone, Long long time ago,
Where have all the soldiers gone,
Gone to graveyards, every one.
When will they ever learn?
When...

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Screaming Guillotines

I.

I sit on the wide veranda of this house called America,
And I can see the Beast Boys coming our jungled way,
Coming like wild torrents of lapping flames over the astonished landscape,
Coming with black eyes...

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Happy.  Genial.  Merry.  Jolly
Blottoed, blasted, etched and blitzed
Mellow, foggy, hazy, squiffy
Tipsy.  Tiddly.  Brahms and Liszt

Dazed, zombied, tanked-up, trollied
Ganted, gubbed, guttered
Bladdered, blathered, leathered, plastered, 
Sozzled, sloshed, scuttered

Hammered, battered, caned, mangled
Spannered, mullered....

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"The Hope Thieves"



Colours change chameleon fast

The Hope Thieves
steal dreams to make up
for their own lost lives and fast-draining
upside-down hour glass pasts

In their hearts a million silent cries
In their minds a million worlds collide

Lost, cunning and...

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I saw one day a city of trees
Walking down a path with me
Following hidden eyes to see

Saplings jungled up together
Like a stream of walkers too
Confused at all by windy weather

Deer pellets scattered walk-aways
Somebody's got to...

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The noise broils over in the heat
And spread out like wares along the street
The haze of crowd, the jungled feet
Fresh scent of soil and the aroma sweet
I see the bright cloths, and the fashion shows
The...

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Don't be the reason,to why someone looses faith
in the value of family
Don't be the reason,to why someone looses interest
in the value of friendship
Don't be the reason,to why someone looses hope 
in the existence of love
Don't...

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Prevelli Ravine ( Crete 1992 )



Ghost song
The ancient priest left in the monastery stone
Long before my encounter
Within the walls repeat their long labour
Monument and missionary linger
Hushing a wind into olive groves

Searching for the nameless Minoan
Outside...

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a highland stream

the stream that runs beside 
the hot dusty byway 
at the cottage
is clear, tinted brown
from all of the cedar roots
it winds forever through 
endlessly seeking a clear path
freedom from the jungled trees.

its banks...

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If I Am The Illustrated Man

I color the world~~for 'tis a pigment of my imagination

***The Illustrated Man was a short-lived comic character of the '60s who, as a boy, was saved by his parents who...

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If mortals were more than mortal
If we were not limited to Earth's portals
If the celestial could live and never die
If the first sound of babies was not a cry
If death's doors were locked and never...

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Did you get lost looking for love?
In the madness of the jungled hate?
Did you trip over the seeded promises,
In the tangled vines of the market?

Did you get hurt looking for justice?
In the shopping mall of...

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here, nestled among jungled trees
vines, leaves, ferns
antiquated ceramics and miscellany pottery
the monstrously massive
the grotesquely hilarious
the intriguingly quirky
the familiar and the surprising

dusty congregation in somnolence
indigo, cornflower yellow, bone white
a delight, a mystery
a forgotten anomaly
a skip and...

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here, nestled among jungled trees
vines, leaves, ferns
antiquated ceramics and miscellany pottery
the monstrously massive
the grotesquely hilarious
the intriguingly quirky
the familiar and the surprising

dusty congregation in somnolence
indigo, cornflower yellow, bone white
a delight, a mystery
a forgotten anomaly
a skip and...

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 DA NANG, 1968:  THE DANCE OF DEATH

 
That night I watched the muted flashes
Reflected off low somber clouds
And heard the muted rumble
Of distant artillery
As if a storm were approaching.

And I knew that somewhere
In...

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