Long Maraud Poems

LASHES TO ASHES IN SLOW MOTION

Might I please present myself as a prologue to death
Because unless I am terribly wrong…….
I can’t have too terribly long
And I’ve been lazy too long
But I don’t have too long...

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dear ms.
roman catholic 
secretary sebilius---
are you aware of what you have done to the young women
living within the borders of the 
empire, today?
are you aware that your 
delusional
christian
“ethics”
have led you to stand in front of...

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Hunger hunger,
the enemy that
fights intestines.
It keeps on 
demanding even
when you have lost
a mother on Hunger
Hunger.

Even when you are
sick hunger keeps
on demanding. Even
when you have 
nothing to eat hunger
still demands.

Everybody fear
it, young people
and old people,
fear it.

Hunger...

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Eyes furtive carry the reflected sheen of aluminium paint that is smooth a chrome flood
On the tin roof of the woodshed seen, with moonlight awash, awaking the dreaming scene.
The light has the tint of coyote’s...

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Wee ditty about the loudly, proudly beating heart of our oh so pretty city.

No hustling..strolling along...to the rolling soundtrack..bustling throng

A musky busker hums, strums and sings their husky song...

Familiar faces..fayre made with care..displayed with flair...

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Bored of deplored 

Hordes of frauds

On abhorred company boards

Who applaud flawed

Seats stored…for cheats

Apply or buy on the fly

Enjoy till they die


Getting podgy..betting on dodgy bills 

Thrills of blue pills

Moolah the ruler

Swills..fills the tills



Cash revenues poured

Toured...

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god is a loving god i'm told -
but might not fit to be so controlled
as to only love us mind and soul
fear and loathe can not take hold

if god only wants the best for you
is...

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take out your eye's from your cavernous head.
put your nose in the flowers bye the garden shed.
let your ear's whisper wildly down to the brook.
take off your brain from the world on it's hooked.
dismantle your...

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As I walk, my own spiritual path to God.
I Feel, the devil is always lurking close by,
Disguised, with a sinful grin he hides his maraud.
His persuasion, although so clever, I'll defy. 
My endless love, for...

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I live the life of a vagabond poet
    now approaching my winter years.
         A time for reflection
       ...

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Attila, Hannibal, and Genghis Khan
Were comparing the many battles they'd won.
Hannibal boasted o'er the Alps he had coasted
On elephants and conquered the Romans.
Khan's hordes did maraud both at home and abroad
In places they'd ne'er make...

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The shepherd in the winter cold
Gathers up his grazing fold.
Upon the misted hillside bush
Within a frosted evening hush.

Before the glimmer turns to dark
Before the wolves maraud the park.
To steal away its nightly feast
To a haunted...

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