Long Pictographs Poems

                              

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s PEACE PROJECT 9 - le Projet de la paix 9 by T. Wignesan

…………………..Comme gel sous l’eau noire, sommeil fatale, crapaud.  
………..’Sade’ - Le Marteau sans Maître - (René) Char

la laideur...

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I recall words, revisit them,
are surprised how many
have different meanings to me
now than before.

Memory keeps racing into the future,
while stacking up more interpretations -
more import from words.

Symbols and pictographs,
evolved into a written language -
words created...

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When days turn into memories
and time becomes a journey
of peaceful purpose from my traveled trails

where jagged rocks are formed in the mind from emotional upheaval
and are now covered in pictographs of faces drawn
left as monuments...

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Wondrous, thunderous Agawa Bay,
Sacred for generations on the north of the lake.
"Keep your hands in the boat Noodwin (Little Wind)."
Say I.
"Why Indede (My Father)?" (from Noodwin).
 "Mishibijiw(Underwater Panther) will take you down,
to the caves beneath...

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The Hippopotamus and the Dodo Bird wanted to paint pictures on the rocks.
They truly loved what humans did and were called pictographs.
Now the Dodo bird was flighty, so much so, that he could not even...

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Before there were rainbows, I roamed ambidextrously,
I streeled out into predawn air, senseless between Moon and Mars,
Reeling under Calvinistic cinder blocks, I hid from my shadows.

Before there were rainbows, I thought my heart was wooden,
In...

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From embers' breath, on the weathered stone, I write,
A firstborn whisper, birthing meaning's light.
A symphony I hum, a nascent tongue,
Language, a seed, from fertile silence sprung.

In sun-drenched squares, where minds in combat meet,
I clash with...

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The Color of Lightning
David J Walker
 
After the funeral 
With the solo sung and hung 
in the confines of the chapel
Staining the main
pictographs windows of
Forgotten sins and saints

The flowers were claimed by
blind and lame mourners...

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Love Poem, 2011
V. Ortiz Vazquez


I am no slam poetry poet
No love story reside within my pencil
Strawberries, tossed salad has no residency
Smooth skin, deep breath, loud moans
Non existent
Bleeding pen draws away
The thought, idea of love making...

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Reading fridge magnets; surprised how interesting,
the world is when stamped into rubber decals.

Rome, Ankara, both Buda and Pest.
Watching a colorful rolling diorama,
pictographs tumbling over a flat white-scape.
Images recalling airport loudspeakers,
beeping taxi cabs and swaying camels.

I...

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Willow patterns chase around a bowl
Through pictographs of bluest tide,
Paper tigers and some bitter rice
When you became some others’ bride.

Sampan glides across a lily pond,
Ornamental and pristine,
Crimson dragons and a sky-ward kite
Their tails of envy...

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F or years as a child he had dark, fitful dreams 
O f narrow, closed passages, places unseen
O ften he mused, they were unfounded fears
T ormented thoughts that would bring him to tears
F orboding terrors...

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Walls stripped bare of time.
Symbols shinning through
moon phases
piled as sand.
Carvings of past hunters
speak a bewildering code,
of lives washed from history. 

Meaning vanished.

Impression conveyed.

Time has left the message,
and betrayed the creator.
His flesh gone
language scattered.
A people swallowed...

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Mind Games
Poem
Lionel Derbyshire

Pack away the day
Lay back lay back
Park..
It is nightime
What mystic awaits
Either horrible goblin
Or merry fairy
Wait the exit wounds
Here comes the game's
To mock and bother
And the mind 
Beguiles you as bait
The stay awake
In sedation
The...

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Daydream Matinee
David J Walker

What were these visions planted
Within my head 
In my bed
	So young a sleep 
But not so deep as unconscious exclusion
Was it only the illusion of a 7-year-olds
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