Long Nerved Poems

Smelly Stuff Absorbed 

There are many words for those excrements that appear on the fabric in
incremental solid and deliquescent motions because ingestion fulfils that
autonomous need to shed ablutions but here I declare ‘Waste not Want...

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Original version:

Phone for the fish knives, Norman
As cook is a little unnerved;
You kiddies have crumpled the serviettes
And I must have things daintily served.

Are the requisites all in the toilet?
The frills round the cutlets can wait
Till...

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Un-nerved by formal sentencing assemblies,
Marks and Words, bound by conjunctive amenity.
The tried beliefs that short cuts speed words into action.
Made stuffy Old School feel out of fashion.
Punctuation board-slams her silver gavel;
“A shortened distance, yet far...

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Feeling exhausted
by addiction to integrity.

But, prefer this sad loved addict
to being self-indicted
for lack of win/win integrity;
total investment 
in lose/lose nihilistic
fascistic disintegrity,
disintegration.

Addiction to dicked down
synergetic passion
seems a healthier prospect
than apartheid alienation,
chaotic degeneration

Rather than this more positive...

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The face who has no place for worry,
And fear had he ignored.
Such a soldier deserves nothing,
But a Gallantry Award.

This award is for them who,
For their country, let their lives flow.
And look at death face-to-face,
And conquered...

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A poet  is often bombarded by the meaning of words
He got to have a physical relationship with language
With the structural elements like couplets and stanzas
Using imagery, rhymes of myriad emotions to manage.

Language and structure...

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We give to life what it deserves,
Or less if we're nerved;
The despair of living, and with sunburnt toils,
Enticing weary hearts to bleed so.

And nights in heated bloom,
Or disturbing looms;
That which stains the sheets of slumber,
Dreaming...

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you knew the feeling of weakness,
the tremble of your famished body,
the restless mope of a spirit,
groveling tired thoughts.
but then. . .

you laid eyes upon him,
you discovered another weakness,
fustigated with heart palpitations,
insides nerved with desire,
languid with...

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We plugged the jukebox nonstop,  
early 50's soft rock or jitterbug. 
That open-air dance floor shook
with a beat, steady and loud. 

My body rode the waves,
nerved through skin and bone,
blood pulsing hot with desire,
but...

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A voice called so Hannah went.
She went for a higher call
It ended badly, but it was meant
She had to go, lest honor fall.

At the cross of the last road back
She nerved herself to go, attack
She...

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The more whimsical the choices looked,
The less oriented were the aims so booked
The sepulchral outcry of my inner beast
Frothed a reaction, less violent, yet a feast
The unnerving soul, bounded by a totally nerved body
And the...

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