Long Nephew Poems

Date:  August 2041

Members of the Damian fraternity 
Were relaxing in the backyard. The
Soon to be 4 year olds conducted 
Themselves in their sandbox.
The older children picniced on
The grass. Amadeus DJ Damali 
And Desharah sat...

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Date:   January 4  2046

Damali and DJ were active in the 
Small house sprucing up for their
Day. "Hey happy birthday partner!"
Damali jostled DJ. In the main house 
Now 11 morning time. Damian had
Plans...

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It was 1986 I was setting in after giving 
birth to my first son after wearing wires 
pregnant for the FBI buying large amounts 
of weapons ammunition boxes the dealer
loaded hand grenades silencers scopes gun...

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Many blessings after all these years i got refunded for the days I worked 1997 I left a job at the BX i left in great standing actually they owed me six days pay by...

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Date:  August 10   2051

At the time Dolly Molly and Holly arrived at the restaurant most of the Hakims were there enjoying jazz melodies some relatives were on the second level l. Mama...

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Date. August  2023 

Damian turned 22 and Moved  from his
 family's estate Into his own
 duplex apartment, 5 bedrooms.
One master bedroom and 
1 and a half bathrooms. 
Down town West Virginia. One night...

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He awoke to the sound of lightly crunching ice.  As he opened his eyes the boy stood looking at him, then with one fluid motion he stepped forward and stretched out his hand, 
...

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"The White Lady of Skipsea"


Last night I dreamt 
I dreamed of you
a kind of dream 
within a dream

Diaphanous, 
my soul escaped, 
this firmament,
my immaculate heart
held hands, my fingers 
did entwine with 
handsome Morpheus

Crystal radiate
twin gossamer...

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The season, spring year 2031. 
One year went by and 
Delilah was 4 months pregnant 
When Molly Was 6 months 
pregnant. Other Then that, the
passed months were
Unremarkable. The ages of 
Damian's children and their 
Mother's...

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When asked
by my nephew
for an essential reading list
for PermaCultural Therapeutic Design,
my Taoist thoughts went back
to Unitarian-Universalist
Yin/Yang pre-history,
when Earth produced a theologian,
Dr. Thomas Starr King (1824-1864)
reaching out for non-violent dialogue
across all global healing cultures.

This 1800s Dr....

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Date:  April  2051

Wondrous water ways Hawaiian Daze
And Daze and Daze. The Hakim 
Family wondered how long their
Stay would endure as their return 
Home was inevitable. Now as the
Ceremony ended. Everybody 
Remained in festive...

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Telling tales or stories is a favourable pasttime;
But using pictures to tell stories of past and present,
Yours remind me of days back in time,
Would not be all very  recent,
Last ones of grateful recline
To golden...

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Neither a fable, 
Nor a tale, 
This is a fact,
A story to tell,
To everyone, female and male.
To generations, younger and frail.

About a threat, a monster from the East,
That struck the world like a beast,
Attacked Europe...

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If memory serves me right it was one year before he died .Before he was killed that I last saw him with my eye.
From kindergarten
 (he was in first grade,  nine months older than...

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Rhyme  Quatrain



Telling tales or stories is a favourable pasttime;
But using pictures to tell stories of past and present,
Yours remind me of days not so recent,
And ones of grateful recline
To golden years so sublime.

Mother, telling...

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He plays throughout the house at night 
a braille touch for his lack of sight
and dreams of all the crippled things 
with broken legs and shattered wings.

The bandage on his wounded eyes 
will be there...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s KRIM: AN AUTOBIOGRAPHY TO SEPTEMBER 1989 - II by T. Wignesan

( This poem is from the collection, ESTUARIES: Poems 1989-91. Twickenham: Solaris, 1992, 62p. Pub. by Yasmin and Peterjon Skelt. Back...

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They come from the same bloodline whether or not we like or appreciate them. Chances are that they are a lot like us whether or not we choose to admit it. Aunts, uncles, and cousins,...

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h when i was truth i fell
drew boy i grew up
still def still be a cre4ators tool
wipers for the pain tears drop
fear not, fret no baby worrys from the devil. whispers on my ear xrtays...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s KRIM: AN AUTOBIOGRAPHY TO SEPTEMBER 1989 - I by T. Wignesan

( This poem is from the collection, ESTUARIES: Poems 1989-91. Twickenham: Solaris, 1992, 62p. Pub. by Yasmin and Peterjon Skelt. Back...

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On a dark and stormy Winter night the air was full of yuletide idiocy, 
For Christmas was approaching with a greedy widening grin insidiously. 

Eggnog sloshed in decorated cups whose painted pretty elves,
Had sat all...

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Aunt Dorothy Funeral
Written by Mel Brake

"And then, I will rise
nor more sorrow no more pain
and then I will rise when he calls my name.."

I thought about my nephew
at Aunt Dorothy's funeral
I wondered who would mourn...

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in loving memory of my nephew, Eric
Jones, who is now flying with the
angels


I was a professional kite flyer, and had won big contests and tournaments,
As the one who has glimpsed a dream, and hasn't ever...

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Shattered dreams of New Canaan

no longer land of the free home of the brave,
original rightful occupants hoodwinked, petrified,
where diseases xeroxed
ambushed, crushed, extinguished,
squashed, trashed, wampashed,
the entire kit and kaboodle zapped
violent unwelcome intruders
celebrated acquisition or outright
annexation of...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s KRIM: AN AUTOBIOGRAPHY TO SEPTEMBER 1989 - III by T. Wignesan

( This poem is from the collection, ESTUARIES: Poems 1989-91. Twickenham: Solaris, 1992, 62p. Pub. by Yasmin and Peterjon Skelt. Back...

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