Long Labours Poems

The Wedding Ceremony of the Dead, Part One, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s Les Noces de la Mort by T. Wignesan

Orgy of stone !
I drank hate in your inferior parts
And bathed during a wild summer our...

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To this day, the breath labours on still 
Marrow birthing blood same as ever 
to keep this battered carriage oiled
The soul wills the flesh to hobble on 
and prays the spirit keeps aflame 
The game...

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Shallow-pitched tiled rooftops sparkle vividly
 When lavishly sprinkled with needle-shaped grains  
Of shattered mutton-fat nephrite; 
    There, clinging forlornly against the hanging grey   
  Smoke, tinged with barely...

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Awaking blithe each morning,
with eyes upon the World,
I wonder, are we mourning
with ebon flags unfurled –
or are they but a warning,
some draped like snakes and curled,
stray stars and stripes adorning,
sent from the netherworld.

I wander through...

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REMINISCING ON A CHILDHOOD

I have never once considered myself, unlucky, in anyway
I’m still very grateful for what I have had back in the day

All those childhood memories; of feeling safe and secure
Within the folds of...

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"50 Words for Poe: Temporal"



"Labyrinthine mind 
within chalked 
bones of cranium
lies the vestibule 
and shrine of
broken sacraments -
absent Advent,
Pentecost and
an "epiphany" 
solely lacking 
The All Divine.
There She lays like
Iseult waiting for 
Dragon's tongue
Black night eternal
immersed...

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Once upon an olden time and in a far off land
A castle stood above a town, mysterious and grand
Though locals spoke about the place, down in the town below
‘Twas gossip and just rumours, for the...

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A New View, Translation of Carlos Bousono’s poem : La nueva mirada

(My own view of Carlos Bousono stems from a full academic year – from the beginning of September 1970 to the end of May-June...

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Tell me, Guys, Who have written the world problems in their poems?                       ...

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* Paid my heed my friends for the frost giants begin their march southwards, 
    * and their hounds of winter ,shall Slather and bay awaiting direction from their masters
  ...

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Waking moments with the strong aroma of coffee percolating throughout the house, I arise.
Drifting through the morning mists, I find my way to the kitchen where the hearth-fire
embers, still warm from the night, glow orange...

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Tell me, Guys, Who have written the world problems in their poems?                       ...

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Forecasts

 
'...the burnt-out end of smoky days'

                            T.S....

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December 26 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Revelation 13-14

Key Verse – Revelation 14:13 And I heard a voice from heaven saying unto me, Write, Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord...

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I saddened to see the merciless scene daily,                           ...

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November 19 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Galatians 4-6

Key Verse – Galatians 4:6 And because ye are sons, God hath sent forth the Spirit of his Son into your hearts, crying, Abba, Father.
	
LORD...

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Canada Jays

Four seasons ‘round Canada jays are found,
Perched in tree branches, safe and sound;
Resting after flying throughout the North,
In the Canadian boreal forests.
Heard and not seen unless it’s their intention,
To disturb the silence, making known...

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The average man, labours all his days,
striving to better his average ways..
Each new day brings toil and more,
bigger worries than the day before..

Bill,s to pay, work to do,
another day to battle through..
No tunnels end..no shining...

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There is a nail scarred footprint on the back of Satan's neck
Although for a time and here for now he will make your life a wreck
But take great heart for the Christian as Paul eagerly...

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Somewhat outstandingly
 millennial absurdism
 Is Seen’d slowly 
 Drownin’ towns;

 & townes’ there’ness,
 May’be
 Forever’ly mere’d,
—-

 hungry Frenetic wild dogs roam-
 ING;

 Thirst, unquenchable.

 & 

 Thas’ workingly blue homosexual 
 Humanoid thingies’ living IN,
...

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INSCRIPTION ON THE MONUMENT OF A NEWFOUNDLAND DOG.

When some proud son of man returns to earth,
Unknown to glory, but upheld by birth,
The sculptor’s art exhausts the pomp of woe,
And storied urns record who rest below;
When...

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Cycles of life stream reams of joy and pain
Alternating nets and magnets of sunshine and rain
Sifting through rest and strain  

When by default I favour a fault
That in my right sense I should halt
Meaning...

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A new poem ?

The Way

I stumbled through the darkness
Throughout my living years
Wandering, staggering, running
Possessed by all my fears

I hid amongst the shadows
There I tried to make my home
Yet, never could stay settled 
Bound in life...

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I saw him in an old farmer's cowhouse,                          Dancing and...

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(Dedicated To Submariners All Over The World)
 
Dived deep in the bowels of the seas
My steely shell’s a womb.
Deep down amidst the oil and grease
I am at peace in the Lovecraftian tomb!
 
What’s with the...

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