Long Limbless Poems

The date
July Twenty Eight
The year, 1914
The War which we feared 
It began, something we could not foresee
This date, still haunters me
To this very day
Those bewailing screams
And those traumatic scenes
Words to do not to justify 
The...

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The darkness, now descending, floods the city as it dies
while shadows lurk in legions 'neath the looming Evil Eye.
Its frozen stare envelops all, it penetrates and pries,
denouncing loathed dissenters to the keepers in the sky....

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Lay down your old ink pen...
Rise from the table...
Push back your chair.
Gather them all up...
Put them out of sight now...
Place them safely in the cupboard 
Bare.
Wrapped in stiff brown paper,
Strung tightly together
With thin white string;
Turn...

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At twilight’s ease of dusk the autumn leaves do flutter in the
Evening breeze, trickling downwards across inspirations canvas,
Creating a multicolored cascade at sunset, a leafy rainbow clasping
From the tree tops heights, than blowing wildly astray...

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Believe me,
                                 ...

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Coming home late from wandering in my sleep
In search of that which goes ahead of chase
i saw the image of my form stretched on my bed
His looks – minus my glasses – through an impish...

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“It’s a terrible love 
And I’m walking with spiders…
It’s a terrible love and I’m walking in
Its quiet company…”-Birdy

Three long claws enclosed around a lone beating heart
Stone talons gripping in happy malice, silently angry by its...

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The road to my backyard is long and straight
Evergreen trees abound and provide welcome shade
Home to myriad birds, butterflies and the bees
Last summer their branches were sawn off, without notice
The orgy with power-saws lasted barely...

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big Yawn Productions presents
the daytime drama Living Therapeutically
as others live randomly or habitually
you'll need a supply of 3-D glasses
and I know just the guy
a trailer park Samuel Becket
cheeks rosy like Mr. Stalin
sitting atop the dustbin...

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Poem 9/11

Believe me,
Just watching my TV
News Flash!! Skyjack! 
New York City Centre,Jet Crash. 
Check that.
News Call,Broadcast stall. 
Drop the headlines!! 
This is the new line 
Look up on the Skyline   
Flash,Bash,Crash 
Right on...

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Whispers we'd heard for many a year
But we were so far north they never came near
Then the day came for us Highlander men
It wasn't just where, just a matter of when

Down from the Glens came...

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I see them as the fleeting meteors,
entering our world, and just for us
against contrasting skies so we may know
of their desire not to intrude
but gift us with their greeting
and their love--to show us
that we all...

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The orchestra of bombs
musical heroes tip toe through the corpses
blood and mud the choir
to sing their praises
between battle flags and guns

Cenotaph the list of tickets
chisel the shrapnel scars of so heroic
wear the skeletons of our...

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We shall rule. the land, sea and air,
rule with the rod of self love,
the patriotism of recalcitrant glory,
the righteousness of the just and holy,
the heart and soul of neo-con ideology.

We will build the straw men...

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All night the guns
Like barking dogs would not go to sleep
All night the mothers heart
Roamed weeping the sinister streets
And still the air explodes
Like fourth of July
Or even Christmas
When the heart is silent most of all
The...

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One sunny afternoon, I coiled
in the grass, and later wriggled
my way through the woods,
though scaly and limbless I am,
yet uniquely created and
outstanding among beasts.
My charming rhythmic
movement caught the attention
of the hunter, who though struck
by awe,...

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Day one of her stay,
     and it was with my yellow slippers I had to part away.

She seemed to love them too,
     though they were worn she...

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My Father, 
See the little serpents slither
Among the Wolfsbane, the Foxglove and the Daffodil
My mother distains the creatures,
And fears the beauty of my garden
Though I see splendor in their movement
They dance carefully in the night,
The...

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I remain motivated to subsist my presence amidst no regrets,
Nevertheless, this implies my shadow that ages hence begets,

I appreciate it obeys me amidst enough dynamic passion,
Ergo, this remains irrelevant unspecified acts of digression,

Because this implies...

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We find ourselves cowering from their RPG's
Grown fighting men being brought to their knees

Kandahar is where we are so many miles from our homes
Trying to keep focused but inside we steadily roam

Incessantly we hear the...

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Hearing distant cries,
Hope you hear my demise
The deceased fight a battle, recognize
Armageddon heven began to rise,
Evil had no disguise,
Man idolize the warning of the wise

About the valley of the beast,
Where the red moon set east
And...

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You were always too beautiful 
To stand still
You seek out waves of the free

I wonder how it feels
To swim among present life
Whilst their contented bodies rest limbless upon me

You see their lives unfurl
As they grip...

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Now, I won’t say I love you no more
-not like I could with a straight face before
I’ve already reached your rotten core
To those spaces no one cares to explore

Benefits far too lost to reap
Lie upon...

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Without you next to me as I sleep, it’s like carbon monoxide in my lungs. I awake rotten and malnourished. Experiencing life as a ghost, everything is gray. Everything in ashes. Frail to the touch....

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drives me crazy like a limbless behind a wheel.
Yet I've told know not much of how she feels. 
it does not matter when my eyes are onion peeling.
as long pots are filled with gifts that...

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