Long Piecing Poems

Pain settles in quite instantly your senses 
are totally unprepared for this graveness
the notion to sleep sets in like an energetic 
twilight phase the injury abruptly strangles 
thought my ears are always ringing with this...

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"Laureate"



Laureate 
speak now lofty phantom
to my mind

guide my hand 
I write I write I write

receptor of communication
things that are not mortal
Luminiferous aether 

sublime 
not normal writ
medium calculating in the script

In that other time
there you hold...

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Why do evil exist why do people expose domestic violence victims to their abusers to cause harm shame to relive terrible pains I will never understand how we seek shelter hide like spies an yet...

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"The Broken Valkyrie"



when 
the artificial 
sun 
replaced 
true Light,
revolution 
was a forgotten 
Valkyrie, 
Liberty 
had been 
put to bed
broken whore 
of Babylon
no longer holding
the torch for anyone;

women and men 
grew to love 
their servitude,
complacency 
skewered...

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I crossed over this caring bridge the sun shined 
so bright I hardly noticed the humvee at the light 
signaling green to go and what do you know bam 
in the blink of thee eye...

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There is something in the human spirit that cries out aloud even in the middle of silence, there is something in the human spirit that is so deep that it connects with something inconceivable and...

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She collects dolls,
Babies, she calls them,
Little darlings, children – honey
Like a mother, she touches them,
Piecing together clothing for infants, toddlers –
Girls and boys who might
Tell her she is better than she believes
In her heart, where...

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“We live on a placid island of fear 
in the midst of black seas of infinity
and it was not meant that we should 
voyage far”








"Intrepid Blue-Green New Gold Dream"




We edge closer and closer
to answers that...

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I have been standing here on the corner 
Waiting, waiting for you to come
I have been standing on the corner
Waiting, waiting to hear your song
I have been observing the apparatus of nature
And the will that...

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I ask for answers to my problem around midday, carpenters nailing tables beyond their voices. Thinkers building fence of gold, wiping the devil under the shadow of death. Callers piecing information together to make me...

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They are hiding everywhere waiting for the right moment to appear, see them hanging from the roof with boots pulled up to their knees and ropes tied up into the trees swinging like monkeys on...

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people always say to me
you clearly want to better me 
succeeding whilst I fell away 
conforming to normality 

I don't meet or speak to people 
face to face invisible 
but hey, nobody knew anyway 
one...

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If I had to choose
would I brave that dark sea
waves crashing relentlessly upon me
knocking aside the armor I've spent so long
meticulously piecing together

My heart is a fortress
made from clay
water is its natural enemy
and you on...

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She sits alone 
She draws her knees up to her shoulders, hugging them tightly
She shivers in the icy wind 
Her teeth chatter and the stream of tears from her eyes, sting her cheeks 
As she...

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Self destructive, even writing on pages without lines feels chaotic and liberating 
even though I know the frustration I will feel as my words slope downwards, down 
words. They angle, pitching against my embedded need...

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12:30 a.m.: Wednesday 

I spoke in silent awe as I watched the sun breathe its final breath,
creating a beautiful silhouette which sat parallel to me.
She laid her gentle voice upon my ears,
as she sat comfortably...

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Growing out of childish pranks,
With the storm and stress of turbulent teens,
I locked within my mind’s cupboard,
A portrait vaguely sketched, but never finished.
Rough it was, though fancifully done,
The silhouette of a masculine figure,
The Gallant who...

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The songs of the early nineties keeps ringing in my ears, it is the  joy and the melody that I continue to feel and hear, I can still feel the chills as the snowflakes...

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See it curled up on the golden chair scratching its conniving beard, piecing together a sordid plan of how to rob the destitute people on the land. 

The streets are bare and empty and the...

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Rudolph Sperry was a ranch-owner’s son,
and rode hard for his Circle-S brand,
helping punchers herd cattle 'cross the plains,
in Nebraska’s western Sand Hill lands,
he wasn’t that bad for a young man,
but even though he daily risked...

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Where are the women of old, those who knew how to please God,
Not with eloquent words or impressive deeds,
But those who knew the real work was founded on bended knees,
Because they knew it was going...

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Lead me to the place where I can glance at your face, lead me to the place where I can in sit in solitude and reminisce the days of my youth.

 I felt like an...

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You have been running around the world looking for a diamond girl; You have been running around the world making unfair investment and driving the interest right up to heaven. 

 You have stolen the...

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The countryside sometimes brings peace to your soul it is where you want to be when your spirit grows old, when your heart is ripping out and you cannot find an outlet to shout that...

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The bird on the hill wakes up early in the morning pulling and shaking the awning giving rise to a tempestuous heat that resides in the deep. 

 It is not one of those cool...

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