Long Netted Poems

Two, perhaps three miles out to sea, beyond the reef to Zapatillas,
Bocas’ dual sand-edged footprint jewels with jungle centre trees, 
Francesco’s outboard boat heads out to Caribbean’s deeper blue.

Where sun burns softer gringo skin, but...

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Temporal incarnation of Aphrodite...

induces idyllic reverie
delight evoking similar surge,
when skirting, and eluding 
fidelity defining the marital law
on par with courting in flagrante delicto.

After reading about 
Greek goddess of love
fancy notion woke whereof
warmth suffused me
snug as...

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Stricken with anguished nausea

Written three years ago tomorrow, 
yet superimposed (likened to 
emotional palimpsest) upon 
mental state of yore
recent post traumatic stress 
triggered courtesy war
torn legally tendered greenbacks, 
where enemy bonded, heisted, and netted 
mine...

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A Coffee Merchant was the first man to find,
The corpse as he started off on his daily grind!
What he saw filtered through, so he had grounds
To send for the Police, to investigate what he'd found!

He’d...

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“belles lettres” 

It’s a slow drifting
off, that moment 
before you dive 
into the dark

you surface 
to find a boat 
surrounded by 
shining pearls,

Styx, a mirror 
reflecting 
otherworldly stars
hypnotic, 

you trail
your long 
pale slender fingers 
in...

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open …
I keep my eyes open
to watch you as you kiss me
to think on all that you are thinking
all the carnal thoughts that
might be stirring behind those lids
our lashes so close …
like little feathers that...

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Dad looking at that weatherboard house, Old Tooters home,
A thrifty man.. us to him did his brother send,
Saying that the place could do with a mend;
The roof had red patches of pitted rust, the cost...

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Looking out through the panes
        of the window of time
     The curtains pulled back
        by a sad...

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 Gangster Hip hop is a perversion of poetry
a chant of rebellion, in notary,
serve me upon high times  noteworthy high ego 
malign a strategy to have you leggo your humanity 
and follow the not...

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Dismantling Dysphoria -New blood synthesis


All colours evaporated, vitality ceased
Deep agony! Topsy-turvy my life turned 
An inferno of grief engulfed my heart
Surged to the top, pain of bereavement
No panacea, no potions to douse...
Alone she left me...

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Suddenly, I would give anything to be near you.
I would buy back our old house, broken down, dilapidated.
Loquat trees and rainbows removed.
Hammocks and honeysuckle given to the wind.
But where would you be?
Would you visit me...

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   Soak in the palmolive snake oil tonic.
The cool stalk of my ebonics on hydroponics.
Get stuck in the matrix of my convicts, of hooker phonics.
Get high off of my knock off water on...

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1MDB Walking Free

Talk about living charmed lives for some people in positions of power.....
The latest involve news of the latest appointments of certain financial  figures...
News about President elect Donald Trump's handpicking of certain people..
To...

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NYC nior in black and white

NYC nior in black and white 

Dark landscapes 1957 NYC 
of automats radio city and hotdog stands 
memories of things past 

Take us back to lucid dreams of light and...

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written on time’s page
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Might help explain how fruit
full this harmless poetic brute,
(a Methacton School of hard knocks
grad), who sports astute
demeanor with ample
brew netted locks,
vaguely androgynously cute,

his trademark signature hirsute
unstyled wavy hair
tell tale characteristic,
not that I care if anyone
gives...

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Dear Friends , Last year end , while reading about the Red Indian Tribes of America , I got 
inspired to write this simple poem about the 
Dream Catcher ! Hope you like it .

THE...

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I went fishing with two witches
Out in my new boat
There was me, the witches
Two black cats, and a little pygmy goat

We sat out on the water
The small odd group and me
And in the first few...

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Before the dark obscures the sky,
I sat gloomily looking out of the window, wondering why
wishing one of the stars tonight will glide and send you smiles
right here in my heart: a feeling that cannot deny
creeping...

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Mister Joe, poet, jangles loose change in his pocket,
Jogging memories and garnering thoughts as he walks.
For Mr. Joe's brain washes, tumbles and dries,
his gems of thoughts in hourly cycles, with riddles, jingles and rhymes.
Each wash-up,...

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They were gathered round the billabong
to try to work things out
but all that was being emitted was
a right Caxton of sounds

All were jabber, jabber
and some pushing going on
jostling each other for space
none wanting to be...

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Sage Saga Of A Home On A Hill 

Having drank from the sun at meridian,
The moon drunk with the light 
Of reflection, always dissipated dreaded darkness
Seeking to veil the Hill—Raised bump
Of nature’s glowing face; 
This...

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Sage Saga Of A Home On A Hill 

Having drank from the sun at meridian,
The moon drunk with the light 
Of reflection, always dissipated dreaded darkness
Seeking to veil the Hill—Raised bump
Of nature’s glowing face; 
This...

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It was a five ringed circus
Complete with the ragged remains of a tourniquet
Heavily fringed by the under eye baggage of a bloated nefarious
Clown soul that is
Blowing across the freeway garnished with the white plastic baggies
From...

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Hold me close, but not too closely
Have a rose, I love you mostly. 
Hold me tight, but not too tightly
Give me sight to love you rightly. 
We come and we go
Embrace, release
We hum with the...

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