Long Petulantly Poems

"Azure Vistas"

Azure vistas presented themselves to me
rolling inwards the clouds like tumbleweeds
mercilessly bump fallen angels off the map
like torrents of rain falling petulantly on blunt contracts

I glimpsed the sweet refrain of a resurrection
swift upon a...

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The table is old and worn
nicks and scratches 
its red plastic tablecloth left over from a forgotten Christmas
its holiday pattern worn and forlorn
many a Thanksgiving dinner was hosted
the plump turkey as dry as yesterday

many wars...

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Joan Marlowe was eight years old, and loved the smiling, happy people;
As green pines love chattering redbirds, when an orange sun is gleeful.

And yet, when some found they were too busy, Joan petulantly pouted,
Like the...

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SPECIAL INTEREST 

With the thought processes of the masses overwhelmed 
By the heavy burden
Of no influence on policy  
And with little scope for advancement
Up the greasy pole 
Insurrection and rebellion abound
Catching the chattering classes...

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What is this?
A dull, yet aching feeling 
Returning—so familiar
Why has it returned this night?
Is it here to stay? 
Or will it simply go away,
And return full force upon my mind and soul?

This is the reality...

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Here I found a cruel necessity for a new, chilling ambience
There was even a need for the drifting fogs of dreary past 
A need for the blurred emptiness that sadness elates
An unimpeded appetite for a...

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The equatorial sun was sharp and biting,
It had the mercury boiling,
The tar roads looked humid without being so,
Cars and traffic ran petulantly,
People were scared of burns,
Roads were deserted,
As most did not take up turns,
You did...

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SHELLS STARTED IT

my brain is lackadaisical
it does not want to think
put words together
find a theme.

my eyes wander petulantly 
about the room like a lost bird
looking for a place to lite
a nest of soft moss to...

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I am reduced to a fraction...by the force of the friction...
& pain has become my only addiction...!
Tears,tears & only tears...
Have befriended me all these years...!

The silence of loneliness or the loneliness of silence...
Have made me...

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You perforate my normality 
with snap-shots of the past. 
Images of yesteryear form 
a slide show which interjects, 
dove-tailing, sneaking in to 
the now with the stealth of 
the stealthiest fox. 

Distracted from the present...

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“Friendly Fire” 

I was writing 
when death came
like the sound of 
clouds cracking open 
the sound like all 4 
horses, hooves kicking
in windows, stenographically
speaking like a scream, 
my world shattered, the sound
like wanton sirens piercing
the...

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Breath laden islands rise and fall
beneath the steam-graced surface of clear water,
capped with rosettes, red-brown, silken, warm,
beaded with water running in rivulets
down hillsides of flesh, puddling,  
in the dark oval navel of desire.

Water rises...

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Breathe laden islands rise and fall
beneath the steam graced surface of clear water,
capped with rosettes, red-brown, silken, warm,
beaded with water running in rivers
down mountainsides of flesh, puddling,  
in the darken depression of navel.

The water...

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In a space reserved for not thinking
a TV blames itself for telling lies to you.

It's another fake cathartic moment.
A wall clock coughs into its hands,

Mouthing a bullet proof prayer -
I waggle limbs into more natural...

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As the screaming Sirocco swept the sands,
Suffocating the Shiekh's Sixth Sick Sheep,
It's sister, Simoon, soon sought to strike
The sweat-suffering Sultan's sweet sleep.
Then came the Khamsin, and  Calima, too,
- Dust-devils, Diabolos, Lavaan, Loo!

Angered, Aeolos, King...

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