Long Loamy Poems

A tale told by trees, rooted
in the things that yearn
far from sight and light of day
deep within the earth…
Wisdom, cautious, heeds -
woe befalls one who disturbs
a tale told by trees.

Long ere innocence was lost,
drinking deep...

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1. MORNING HAS BROKEN 
The men, in lines, tramp two by two,
forgetting all the women who
indulged them through a night of tricks
(their lips designed with crimson sticks,
their eyes a wild mascara mix)

and think instead on...

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Tom Mboya, son of Ndiege
From the craggy islands of Rusinga
--the craddle of his progenitors
He sprouts like avens in the loamy knoll
And out to the urbs he sets off his journey
A parlous journey to his martyrdom

Look...

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mother said the best place to laugh is in the graveyard and mortuary.
father told us the better place to cry is in the church,
but, I've learnt that the white place for all these is within...

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Castello di Amore  Parte 1

A million yellow bricks for you, 
Cut, from the quarry of my soul 
I work both day and night,
A willing lovers toll

Over lands, the stones I carry
To the place that...

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She speaks in lingo
Like foreigners speak gringo
In all forks of the great America
Around and out of this awesome Africa

She comes online
Doing this shows she recline
On the dawn and night of her words
Designed to have faith...

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THE OLD FARMSTEAD
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS




So many sunsets since I last tread this lane
Stirring deep seeded emotions so hard to contain
I know it’s the same place where I grew
The old farmstead is far from what I...

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In a winter chorus, autumn’s rouge and sallow shed.
Their shuffle settles loamy dregs of timber lords.
As they await the hurling puff to haply brush the forest floor,
of what to grace their lot, they’ve lack. No...

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Fritz Purdum mined these memories with his poem Boy playing in Dirt.


My grandson an introverted chap
On the playground after lunchtime nap

In the garden of kinders a most fragile Bloom off by himself just seeking some...

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Who decides what historical events adorn
textbooks students read,
     hence a starry notion born
grew up while

     this lumpenproletariat day dreaming,
     Asian aw shucks husky
...

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She crept in silence down to the swamp

And saw the dark cave where nobody goes,

This whole place shrouded in eldritch trees

Primordial feeling of preternatural bewitching,

The swamps felt alive yet was as green as the trees

Lily...

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A bent knee ...

Cloaked in black nylon, a briny drop from
The smooth cheek, contingent baptism
For a closed hand, it's precious cargo,

Now consecrated by circumstance and
Fate, moments before this it was but
The root-stuff of weeds and...

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She looked down from her place on high
The killing cold time was just past
And now she waited and watched
She waited almost withholding her breath for the magic

The conifers stood majestically along the rim
Their dark bluish...

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i saw the footprints on the sands of the oasis, 
and the loamy soils around the rose garden, 
i also saw prints on the mountains: 
the strings that aid the climber, i also saw 
them...

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Paradise for each of us, is defined by personal choice.
For some it's great beauty, for others a heavenly voice.

Many prefer the traditional, angels strumming harps on clouds,
While a few love rock concerts, with screaming, dancing...

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Mom and Dad passed on and crossed that mysterious veil.
The old farmstead and all they owned are now up for bid and sale.
Time to auction things accumulated o'er the years by Mom and Dad.
'Tis truly...

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His hands were wrinkled and scarred from a life of grueling toil,
From years spent working in a factory and tilling the loamy soil.
They were firm but gentle hands that disciplined me as a boy;
Hands that...

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How did I find myself here

In a place alien to me

A place vertigo and huge redwood trees

Laying on loamy soil head spinning around

I see the blackish blue skies

Yet I hear no sound

There's a assembly of...

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Spring in her step, she’s stepped into spring;
Long silence lapsing, she’s longing to sing.

Keying the lock, she unlocks the keys,
Soothing sweet sonnets, soft melodies.

Tuning her pitch, she pitches her tune;
Heavenly choirs, splendidly crooned.

Flirting with flowers,...

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I will enter deep down to grow
And my root in the soil  bow
My stem I spread within the loamy reach
So my boughy trunk shall in depth breach
Then I’ll let out my branchy foliage
On it...

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PS Muse inspiration: Corey Bryan

it's all downhill, Dilly Dally

Come take a stride with me, a to b

Actually, let me make that more tempting
Let's be onions rolling down the hill
Or strawberries, this will be A-MAZ-ING!
(we'll laugh...

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Dream 
        Swim through
          Cream the treats
            And...

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First buds emerge in velvet cocoons
As dank, dark mornings transform
Into frost clad, bright, clean-aired dawns. 
Grass laden heavy with dew, 
Nectar of nature to sustain awakening creatures. 
From deepest winter slumbers, 
To drink deep the...

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From Kisii's loamy terrain, I ascend,
Maroo's clasp, my rooted blend.
A Christian's essence, bathed in God's grace,
Sinner's visage, yearning His face.

They perceive a flawless meld,
Upon God's throne, destiny unveiled.
For poetry's allure, ardor resides,
Singing resonates from within,...

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......Africa my Africa.......
A land flowing with milk and honey
based on the Ancestral Savanna
A land of beauty and radiance
A land of strong warriors and built men
A land of strong men with forsight
A land where tobacco has...

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