Long Neer Poems

Part 8

The Atheist awoke to find himself still in the boat
    With his dream lost to the heat of the Sun.
And quickly took note, 'Peg Leg' had stolen his cloak
  ...

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Niitthaar Perumai, The Fundamental Role of the Ascetic: Canto 3, K29 and K30 of the Thirukkural by Thiruvalluvar
(In these kurals, I give both the "unrefined" versions using connective particles and modified post-positions (in Tamil: according...

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The delicate 
moon
pours its
milky white 
moon beams
WE
Drink it in
bellies full
it lights
our way
You hold my hand
and open the gate
I feel the wind as it shuts behind us
In this
secret 
Grove
where I left my heart 
In the lily...

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Lyrics by Shannon Farlouis Music and Vocals by David Reinstein/Associated Content.com



I work my fingers to the bone,
all day long, all day long.
Then I'll find my way back home.
Something is going to come my way,
Yeah! I...

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Constructed of the finest brass, 
polished daily with silken manes of angels,
to gleam brightest of all creation.
For the sun is but a reflection of the light of the Lord
beaming off my bell.
The stars; sparks thrown...

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I sat to pen a remembrance of you,
in poetic subtleties and disguise
I sought to paint a picture you.
But subtleties are no veil
for a pain in the soul inscribed
for a mild discomfort, maybe
but for a friend...

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Do the May days roll into one long bank holiday?
The linearity of time banishing winter blues away
Sunscreen, icecream, flip flops, shades out
As they say until Mays over we should neer cast a clout

Should we listen...

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'k kyk neer rivier
wat kronk'lend paaie baan
in dalle vloer
afgemat en steeds geboè
poele plas en blitsend 'kaats
drenkend dans palmiete gras
soos manne kras in kroee
dalk net dromend was
my refleksie in jou oè
Iris geruit as wimpers sluit
was binne-in...

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Fools Gold

Dreaming of a precious gold
That I had never seen
I met you and I knew at once
I found the answer to my dream
Resplendent in her golden garb
We shared our feelings at an inn
Then we moved...

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There's always time enough, 
but never enough time.
What do I do no matter the cost
What is the value of the time I've lost ?

Time is not a thing to waste 
As I've clearly come to...

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The sweet song they sing longingly awaiting sunrise
OR the drops dripping from  the sky

If you listen quietly you may be able to hear the
wind moaning in morn as it wips around the tree tops...

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