Long Oarsman Poems

STROKIN’ – A QUARTET ABOUT AGING GRACEFULLY(?)
Strokin’: Hauling ass and working at it!

STROKIN’: PART ONE
THE SPRINTER

The aging Olympian ran a swift anchor leg
burning the first turn, striding the backstretch
like a big cat on the chase,...

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The Bard of the Norseman
A warrior’s fame and for glory all Norseman live worthy of life
Worthy the Norseman with warring axe to victory and spilt Saxon blood
For spoils of the serpent’s lair lie across the...

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"The Paradox" 

When we had crossed Styx
like a slow game of knuckles
we were thrown for a six 
it was like the party 
had kick started 
way ahead of time
without us

escape from the world
of fools is...

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One in a million, gazillion, bazillion
Worth more than gold dollars a trillion or a billion –
You are my beacon, a Christian, love driven.
No heathen, no herdsman, no huntsman or felon.
No elfin, no ermine, no coward...

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Persephone’s Finger
By Sy Roth


It wormed its way to the surface.
Pointy finger tested the air, 
Wriggled in a sensuous Fatima dance 
Etch-a-Sketching the crepuscular sky above,
Shaming the heavens for what lies below,
Marking its inky darkness
While the...

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he woke up early so as
to play with the mates on the beach
as he did the previous evening
alas! no one' there to 
accompany him

he walked from one hut to another
but there're no signs of his...

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“ So It Shall Be ”

Aye... then so it shall be...
as faire lass doth so request now o'me.
A'holler so 'twas that o'which she'd asked...
In a where and a how thus thrice deftly masked.

'Tis no need...

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Raise your gaze and mind to the flag,
And there see all that we bear to this land –
A looking glass it is of our hopes and deeds.
Stars and stripes are all I ever see:
Stars that...

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not a captain or a first mate
but an oarsman was to be their fate
the oarsman row the ship along
either one , two  or hundreds strong

one small part of a large ship
but surly the tool...

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Rough seas, brimmed with foam, shall rage in silent shadows now
Inconsolable love, the great oarsman is no more 
Corridors of power heed this dying! void's the bow;
Helmsman gone, gone suddenly the statesman, and bleak oar
Against...

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SILENCE

You must expose your inner self again,
Must codify in words your pleasure or pain:
This poem will extract a part of your life,
Will cut experience free like a  knife.
No past, no future; there is only...

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The other day I read a Facebook post,
where they asked this silly question again.
Find a word that starts with the letter O,
but that word must end with the letter N.

Of course, I know it’s just...

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A true creator of words
puts everything he's got
in poems that aren't songs;
if only music could bring them to light,
the mine that has no gold
would be found in each written word!

Some leave their wonderful dream
to pursue...

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A FEBRUARY TESTING

Distant voices through a window
Steamed up with thirty nervous breaths
And the thunder of a pencil dropped
Like a twig  falling  in a pond

The silence is choking, a penalty
Awaits the boy who dares...

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Each artist stroke created an illusion of depth, color, and placement by contasting colors, 
lights and darks the picture comes alive...A life that carries on into hearts and minds as long 
as that picture lives...It...

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Moments upon the loom of time woven
Eternally imprinted 'pon the print
Memories cling, never spent, now frozen
Operate the loom, change design's intent

Reverse the hands of time memories change
Invert the negative read love's design
Everlasting His perfect will's...

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