Long Peekaboo Poems

I was reclining upon soft pillows, in my spacious window seat,
Savoring pretty views and sunshine, while I nibbled on a treat.

Alternately I read my novel, and gazed on the tranquil scene, 
As one gazes at...

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Sunrise and Sunset, by David Samuel Richmond 

Like an actor waiting for the curtains to part before the scene unfolds,
She waits below the dark horizon for her appointed time to appear.

The shades of pinkish gray,...

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Voluntary unconditional surrender woke...,

Viz hitting yours truly,
when yokel egghead doth jinx
whereby ye cannot comprehend figurative
wimpy vainglory, unequivocally, tectonically,
smoldering resentments I stoke,

he doth bare his soul no joke,
no matter insight doth severely challenge
cyber surfing passersby, who...

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You are my sunshine far, far you go in my heart your memories will stay
Their wasn’t a day where you and I would play, 
singing peekaboo songs near your cage. 
I held you in my...

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CHILDREN OF LAHORE
(Easter Sunday 2016)


Arms flailing
From
Her
Blue burka,

The woman
Jumps

Like a checkerboard
Piece
Up and over
The white squares

Of bedsheet
       To bedsheet
To bedsheet

Each
Draped
Over a
Red blossom
Bump
Lumped
And soaked on
The gravel dust
Fairground
Floor.

Like a game of peekaboo
Between mother...

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Mommy deemed the three-year-old me as an honour
Said that I should become a doctor
Stethoscope and thermometer are in her gift bag
To spark the zeal in me, she set to wave a green flag. 


Daddy came...

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2022 a new year for you 
a chance for a new beginning 
another opportunity  for selfish sinning 
perhaps this year will be more of the same 
a spillover of 2021's sick little game 
of...

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I DON'T KNOW

By the village tree
Sat its simpatico kinsmen
Gathered under Solomon's shadow
Smoking pipe of tobacco leave
Telling tales of women
While waxing crafty willows
In their proclivity
To whine, laugh and grieve
As their wrinkle weighs tittle tears

***********
Mothers chinwags 
About...

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Giggles and chuckles flutter in the meadows,
Prancing ponytails, peekaboo under the tree's shadows,
Protected below the blanket of the quiet sky,
A realm of peace, a paradise to the eye. 

Blood that drenched the earth for so...

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Sweet dreams are made of cheese


Sweet dreams are made of cheese,
Who am I to offer you brie?
I’ve travelled the world on a sea of fleas,
Everybody is looking for Sunday.


Some of them want to feed you!
Some...

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The Big Ben bangs!

Reminding me its twelfth midnight
Packing my things
Preparing to go home
Car keys on hand
Off to go, outside..

I looked up to search the smile of moon
Seeking winking stars even if strewn
Disappointed, they have gone...

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The Language of the Second Leg and the devil

In the second leg, 
We, the four poets with one deleted
Agree to watch every word by our poet on duty
But stride to the requisite journey
So we must...

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"When you carry your inner child with you, 
you carry the joy but also the hurt. " 
 
              ...

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Sunrise

Like an actor waiting for the curtains to part before the scene unfolds,
She waits below the dark horizon for her appointed time to appear.

The shades of pinkish gray, and bronze and a myriad of color...

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Closed eyes, 
Quiet thoughts, 
Brought forth 
By a heart's yearning; 
The longing for
Carefree days and
Long nights
Filled with love and
Laughter.
Sometimes a tear
No travesty
Should this be.

Dreams woven of
Fantacies, 
Where
Fluffy pillows allow you
To steal away
To lands of pink...

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Touching to sea essence with their noses
Old men  by the seashore
Sails up flags waving goodbye
Gulls laughing
Don Coto's Face brown and wrinkled
Smiles from ear to ear
Prepares for the voyage to gather bounty
From the land the...

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As I wake up I can see the sun shine,
Smiling because everything's divine,
I'm happy feeling so alive,
I have a rush of emotions that are hard to define.
I lay down at night and my mind plays...

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Poor Little Boy Lost plays a game of peekaboo
Pretending everything in his world is well
Spoiled was his plan for organizing a coup
and now he hopes none of his friends can tell
that he's been evicted as...

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The secret of my surprise
 could it be in my demise
 I fear not because I am not Afraid

I      -I am not dismayed 
By the secrets unknown
Though they crave my...

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How I take pride when you come to my side 
You can't stay away, and I sway as you play
Running your fingers over my peekaboo veil of lace
My emerald covering of grace…
I tremble as you...

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There was a time when I was very small
Happy on a Summer’s Day ‘ere I grew tall..
Gone are the bylanes rising at dawn
Blessed by Eos,
The Letter boxes and Candy Sellers
To keep one’s eyes on!
Gone are...

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Running out of road, windshield wipers are useless for tears
Close my eyes and count to… not yet! reaper hasn’t appeared 
Lights flashing across the dashboard, warning indications 
Speedometer reads a ton, don’t care for vindication...

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Socially speaking , we are but a blank space out of place
In speech, I speak in soliloquies of solitude under an umbrella about to be unfold 
I could be a paper jet or something else...

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What will happen Sue

                               ...

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There is something essentially as beautiful 
As the majestic beauty of lustrous rays 
Of sunshine peeking through the split
Of a curtain drawn shut

Oh, how it dazzles with its glorious splendor!

Seeping through
A keyhole and under the...

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