Long Loincloth Poems

twiglets embrace as thorns and flowers

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In shot snap seconds, everything changed.
The horror was sudden -
a shatter-shower of bullets
bouncing off rock.
The picnic I'd laid so carefully
blew apart - black olives
tossed into the air like fat flies,
the watermelon's pink guts splattering.

Gun aimed...

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light weight lamps outweigh surrounding darkness

float on wavy strings of lucid reason and emotion

translucent Christmas decorations are up to cheer

but ill-humoured disbelief has tripped the fuse box

remember there was a halo but just one single...

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With cusped hands the Buddha sits silently under a fig tree 

His thoughts are flooded but drought has shriveled the fruit

He owns nothing but a ragged loincloth in absolute modesty

Scratches his dry skin and impermanence...

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Part Two

To have written is to leave but a mark
  nothing stands for the proud rhyming syllables
    more than his acquired business acumen
a Vaishya karmic hope

Now we stand aghast before this...

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Raised by apes as a
feral child in the wild,
was as a young man
discovered by a rich American
anthropologist hiker who was retired,
taken back by plane
to his new homeland,
he started assimilating
by wearing regular attire,
they tutored him how...

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Harry West was an Aboriginal stone age hunter,
 on the Kokoda trail  Second World War in New Guinea in 1942...



HARRY WEST  of KOKODA...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZYFVC072rJk

One man from Goodooga, black,
 yes a "Murray" so true ...blue.
He...

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Siddharta worked hard for the middle way to appear in silent meditation

Above him a lotus flower shone pure radiance from an indigo moon

Ebb and flow levitated cast in nothingness and droplets of wild motion

Antecedent prologues...

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I see them everywhere I go,
Folks who just do not seem to know,
What life is really all about,
They just go on their prescribed route.

Life to these indecisive sloth's,
May as well be wearing loincloth.
Don't question them...

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IF YOU PULL A LONG FACE : Part XXVIII

IF you pull a long perplexed face
You could be watching SUMO in Tokyo Bay
Or reading this without a NIHONG-GUO dictionary in front of face
Rather I'd say you...

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I am so very bored with virus I must say

The only thing I want is to go out and play

An atheist myself I even learnt about to pray

Minimalist isolation has become my lonely way

I am...

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When twist-and-turns, like narrow mount-roads, I face,
When deaths of kith, like winds in fall, bring disgrace;  
When my cries, like waves of oceans, surge endless,
I laugh, serving the orphan and the friendless...!

Wealth gone, poverty...

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She  searched   for   faith  in  disbelief. The   Buddha  on  the  mantlepiece 

had  taken  off  his  loincloth  over night...

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LAS NAVES DE MEDERA (Wooden Ships)
They wanted ships. What they got
was wooden shells
not a farthing from the Crown
for these floating buckets.
Six thousand corks, hastily riveted 
into the keel planking, kept them afloat.
Nina. Santa Maria. Pinta.
Nothing...

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The iroko tree,
Wise in the growth
Faithful in its development -
The seer!
Sees good and evil
Brings death to those who deserve
Showers blessing on those who reckon
With Its absolute power. 
Oluwere
Effigies from you are always beautiful 
Glorious that...

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For love I combed mountains,
        hunted hills;
valleys and plains yielded
       their cloaked corners.
For love I probed men's hearts,
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With apologies to Albert Camus

I once was a circus strongman,
Sovereign of midway spectacles.
I wore a leopard-skin loincloth
And a lion-claw necklace.
My club was seasoned hardwood.
I proudly dragged my knuckles
Through the sawdust and straw.
I wrestled the orangutan...

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