Long Mouldering Poems

Stood I there, that last day,
On an iron bridge...
An aqueduct by design,
Where, looking dreamily out over
The Ernes Lower Lough,
My compressed shadow 
Momentarily paused -
To contently recline:
Amidst coy Junes radiant beams 
of sweet benign!
All was stilled,...

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Those rarer men I once fondly 
knew...                            ...

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Do not vainly look in those remote
Places,
That, once, were acquainted with a 
Small part of me;                   ...

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Psalms 118:22-24 -  NKJV: “The stone which the builders rejected Has become the chief cornerstone. This was the LORD's doing;” 
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… scattered jazz,
haunted gnarls of
octupi-night staggering
between semen-splinters of stars
pain-fornicating in
my collective gutter, my disheveled
cells oozing your
black and
softer gold
burning silence
in a heathen writhe between my ears
dancing on the cusp: my dead-zone ecstasy
defiling
corrupting and
seduction-raping the
industry of numbness,
toilet-scream...

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(no matter extreme global 
     warming more dire,
then cursing me smoldering 
     infernal languishing spitfire.)

Shade did adolescent
     facade drifts asunder
asper...a major emotional blunder
shielding...

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There is a beautiful ancient burial ground in the Ozark mountains that is the resting place for countless generations of my lineage. One of those places that completes a part of me that remains incomplete...

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The old house stands still.
Rot has set in.
A flying termite caught in the webs of a dead spider, sway to the shrill of a ceiling fan.
All things sway.
Dreams rise and suffocate in the mouldering mortars 
Falling...

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Some are sparks

Some are the sparks from a Parliament bonfire,
That fly ever upwards to spin and whirl 
amongst the stars and then are extinguished,
falling as a fleck of ash to lie amongst many 
in a...

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Our newest entrant, our newest nation, forged in fiery code
Bubbled like red hot lava from a net of connected phones.
This nascent nation, transcending any boundary road,
Passing ports of entry into our domestic pleasure zones.	
Is there...

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She loves me she loves me not...

Just my luck that when juiced a lad
din grammar school, aye own every
rhyme and reason tubby mad
every friggin time boyhood fingers
plucked petals off flowered daisy...

just as well, a relief...

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what a calm sea hides

into the deepest indigo
air airwaves have settled
all that remains is a fringe of tide

the tree holds, forever

on the eighteenth day
of every second month 
an invitation arrives.

not encased in a stiff
white crinkling...

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In Flanders Fields

In Flanders fields the poppies grow;
Their roots reach down to twine amongst the bones,
The mouldering bones.

Each skull in grinning disbelief voices 
Its eternal question, for what? And no answer comes,
No answer comes.

There are...

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With all the might, the weight of knowledge of the grave,
  The clay of swamps and human souls laid waste,
Composed in gothic castle bowels towered on the crags,
  The genius of madness in...

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copper burns across an endless sky
competing caws claim salt, surf and sand 
sailing high above slowly sagging carcasses 
long forgotten at the edge of the world 

buckled rails swim over a shimmering shingle sea
the largest...

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Mental Illness
 


We are the last 
vestiage of the 
ostracized.  

We are the lepers 
of the moon who
walk among the 
unforgiving innocent
with luminous sores.

We are hieratic stones 
that mark a trail to divinity,
unaware of...

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Like a rose lacking its pedals,
My tranquility disregards its fascinating smells
Like a tree shaking off dashes of its mangled leaves 
The switch of seasons interweaves... 
You infuriate me with petrifying peace
You unlocked the gate... unsealing...

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Time's admirer hijacks sections
Rips strings of delicious from fattest flesh
Imbibes fibres provided sublimely 
Licks fingers with shameless relish 

Nature's passenger adequately dazzled
Rides intention piloted by passivity
Waterwheel which in turn feeds many 
Delivers ceaseless needed energy

Rise...

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We are all good 
Are made so
We are all evil
Tho’ we do not know,
‘Tis veiled fantasy
Cloaked between soul and the skin
For a self ignorant
Chasing good and the sin,
Against a triumph that defies us
Denies us a...

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"To die.To sleep?Perchance to dream?"
There is but one we will know
If immortality is in life's scheme.
If mortality is the only show
Then will our bodies turn to dust
Mouldering in slow decay
Only in memory will we be...

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This burden, that you place upon my back, 
grows heavier with time's passing, pressing hand. 
My strength is stretched; my faith fails on the rack 
of knowing that, in spite of all, like sand 
escaping...

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When I look on my life that's now half-spent,
     I sigh the loss of youth that's forever past,
wishing myself better Fortune's consent,
     love, friends, and wealth with...

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There he lay, mouldering,
We thought him buried well.
But there he was, unearthed.
Again, struck by a shell.

It was though they killed him twice,
Oh how the devil played.
We buried him but a week ago,
And we will again today.

But I...

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