Long Neighbours Poems

"Blue Sky, Why?"

stories speak to us.
inside our heart 
is crying.

Blue Sky, Why?

why do children
holding sunflowers
watch their parents die

why do sweet children,
now war torn, 
some the battle's orphans,
daily lose their lives

lying in their sick beds
bombed in...

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Once again it’s Saturday; the day when footy reigns supreme.
The Dogs are up against the Cats, the premier favoured team,
but I’ve got no doubts the mighty Dogs will surely cope with that.
I couldn’t think of...

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One morning early a Dad and his son Tom went for a walk in the country, they journeyed
through the still mist looking for flowers for the boy's Mom, but they did not see many.
Just then...

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A prawn masquerading as a peanut can be quite disturbing. So many times a peel is a garment used to shroud. A tentacle hidden. Here and there. Then to reappear with an often violent burst...

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La Charte des Droits de l’Homme pour les Aborigènes - Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal's Aboriginal Charter of Rights by T. Wignesan


Nous avons besoin de l’espoir, pas de racisme,
La fraternité, pas d’ostracisme
Du progrès pour les Noirs,...

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Make Do and Mend,

Years ago we had jobs
We had fun and money in our pocket
Things were much better then
Once you could go out the door
And never ever lock it

But still so many struggled
To buy food...

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                                Precious Moments

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This is a poem (Original Title “Mukti” in Bengali, which means “Freedom”) by India's Nobel-laureate poet, Rabindranath Tagore (1861 - 1941) - a poet, writer, playwright, composer, social reformer and painter. He was a man...

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ANIMOSITY VESSEL :
This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES... 
VERSE 1:
This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES... 
Here she sit at her thresholds corner;
Looks pity but craving to blow a vandal,
Crazely permitting no one to untie her shameful sandal,
Eagerly wish people...

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Moods oscillate in cadences of peaks and valleys
Music to fractious emotions on greasy dance floors
Mistimed cues of flares smouldering relationships

Angst of redundancy seethes from within as lava
Anger is camouflaged with the cloak of reticence
Ardour suffocated...

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I see this ulcer
Mind boggling in perception
Body arresting in phenomena
Of diverse shapes and designs
Magnificently wrought together
In one whiff of putrid scent
It is of an exotic nature
Magnanimously growing out of context
Thus ticking with apocalyptic dimensions ...

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SOLITARY CONFINEMENT 1 : Number Four


Many chains, many locks and bars
clattered at four in the morning 
black bitter coffee drugged
a single bucket of cold water 
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The Grim Reaper, stirs from another well earned day of heavenly sleep
From within the bowels of this cavernous earth, from his cave so deep

His cloak and scythe, been cast to one side in an unceremonious...

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Curiosity.
Exploring Innocence,
In all innocence.
A journey into manhood.

At three, sweet Linda’s flower bloomed for me
in my driveway under our old maple tree
where pedestrians, neighbours, family could see.

In our innocence- as we explored – they did not...

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 Diary Notes: Lament at Dawn A Year Ago and yet now No Change
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someone always told me this with tears in her eyes...


(for Lata Sethi's late-mother, who was my mother’s ‘sister’ and who took us all into her heart, and for Lata and Ravi Sethi of Defence Colony,...

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Written 19 November 2023
No. 1259 New Poems Only Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Stand

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After the creation of things
They where all created
But in the world of imagination
Many live as creators
Existing in weird


The created creator,
The poet, I've never imagine 
As a child
I've ever thought of treasure
Never discover the new world


The...

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The world outside my window

I view with one eye open 

while laying on my pillow

Birds are chirping and singing their songs

perched upon their tree of choice 

they know where they belong

I smell the coffee brewing...

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The world outside my window
I view with one eye open 
while laying on my pillow
Birds are chirping and singing their songs
perched upon their tree of choice 
they know where they belong
I smell the coffee brewing...

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Going for a drive then? What now? Yes.

Conglomeration of Mr and Mrs Mooses were sitting near the central reservation on the dual carriage way. They had ordered some fruit, wine, beer, and some milky cream...

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The time has passed so quickly, regrets I have a few,
I'd change some aspects of my life, and some I'd start anew.
I'd go out in the rain to walk, no umbrella overhead,
With arms stretched out...

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On the spur of the moment forecast by eternal script in the stars

The Bard strummed his guitar and sung a ballade from heart’s lute 

Wild horses would not keep him away from her as he...

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A man takes a bath in his tired apartment
Old enough to remember the deportations that never happened 
Hums a careless tune - a forbidden tune. He gasps
Did the neighbours hear him? Will they report him?
Should...

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Awaking blithe each morning,
with eyes upon the World,
I wonder, are we mourning
with ebon flags unfurled –
or are they but a warning,
some draped like snakes and curled,
stray stars and stripes adorning,
sent from the netherworld.

I wander through...

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