Long Pioneered Poems

A psalm to solemnize pure tin forefathers/mothers...

Who didst unknowingly, unquestionably, 
and unwittingly script vitality
and the prologue to Thanksgiving,
(which theme poem initially written)
about three hundred and ninety seven years, 
and nine months after February third 1621,
yet...

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Jacques Cousteau (Conversion to Islam)
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Jacques-Yves Cousteau (June 11 1910 – June 25 1997), was a French naval officer, explorer, ecologist, filmmaker, innovator, scientist, photographer, author and...

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You are the light bearer
And I am the light seeker
Your radiant thoughts flourish and fall
As shower of blessings on us all
Tides of love created by you
Immerse all – make our lives anew
Man is mortal, but...

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The Maid of New Orleans


A teenage cow girl who couldn’t write
Was told by God to front the fight
the hundred Year War against the French
And cut her hair in trendy wedge
Six centuries later it became the...

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(continued from PART  ONE)


Why I’ve seen him countless times, regurgitate old dog faeces onto fresh bread  
And listened  to his quiet voice exhorting me to do the same. 
This fly was a...

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It is a dazzling display of brilliance, this conglomeration of constellations from different skies above as many different seas.  I look at them, and feel the spark within my being.  So, like a...

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Conversations with God,
My pleas and the gifts received—
Grace amid chaos,
Mercy in a world that inflicts pain.
Lost and found, my soul.

I have yet to know a world where I do not cry,
Or one where peace embraces...

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Soundscape Strata

Did Bach know to what end
his harvest of melodies-in-parallel would become?

Scholars agonize

Was creation of counterpoint
musical destiny
a hybrid fruit of beauty
knowing no boundary
bewildering those of first look
given musical staffs
voicings and manuscripts
always conformed to traditional confinement?

What...

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Self-aggrandizing words spew from my page of endless,
rather obscure metaphors and similes, 
each one more labyrinthine than the last,
reeking of pretention and thesaurus over-usage,
as if by some ponderous stretch of the  imagination I will...

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Unkosi Rholihlahla Mandela,
born into the Madiba clan in the village of Qunu 	
grow up in Mvezo in Umtata,Transkei
Dalibhunga, the prince of the Tembu tribe
son of umama Nonqaphi Nosekeni 
son of Nkosi Hendry Mphakanyiswa Gadla Mandela

father...

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In the classroom of life’s lessons
My hand raised to answer and I choke
The green board became white
I stood up facing the class and I shrunk
Far to the back to learn anything new
The board dusters erased...

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Psalmic Poem 
 Day by Day

At the crossed roads to my desire
 I've not gotten what I enquire
 I'm happy for those I
 inspire
And it makes me to wish never to retire 

God , on...

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O Women, the mothers and sisters,
That the world can treat you like this!
You were heroes from the start
When you left your father's house
Aiming to build your own nest.
This you'd do in a foreign land,
The home...

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Warsaw 1940 certain inhabitants designated
A health risk were ordered to strip naked
Had to shower to become clean this ploy
Caused public humiliation, and showed
Dominence there was also mass quarrantine
Also to your own house that was
Useless in...

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If they draw too close, I will call your name
Echo—lame
An unenviable feat despite a large crowd
Echo—proud
A brotherhood against fighting for love
Echo—shove
Because everyone seeds the same fruit
Echo—root

Each lifespan is an echo of the one before
Echo—door
They used...

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8/11/16


Looking into a mirror
With smudges and smears

New things each and every year
Across the hemispheres

I'll tell you what, I no longer care to hear
About any theory of if you think the end is near

I'm being sincere
Across...

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The Alleys of Virtual Municipalities
By David J Walker

I love walking 
the rutted roads 
Running in 
hidden groves 
Through  
      the residential jungles

the rambling 
backyard boulevards 
dividing the
single file plies...

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Raindrops
     outside my
            closed  fists,
     an         ...

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Can you believe that I am not afraid
when sentiments are none but what is feared.
For Christmas presents wrapped have still appeared,
and all the debt life needed has been paid.
If only my deep thoughts could be...

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Desire to survive, dream to 
thrive,
Everybody needs appreciation,
And if so do I , what's wrong ? 

My parents adored me dear,to 
absolute,
Graced me with ideas, shaped 
my future,
I appreciate.

My siblings embraced me in 
emity,
Making me...

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her youth
disheveled
tossed about
mishandled

stolen innocence
to inner turbulence
behind closed doors
the secrets silenced

hushed and harsh
misguided and abandoned
grown roots of despair
from a desiccated soul

irrevocably damaged goods
left to her own devices
in a world of predators
without defense

made it out on her...

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S~erene and calm in spirit,
I~nterested in others, giving a helping hand always.
M~odest in ways, conservative yet loving and kind.
O~nly God knows, why mind and spirit reacted to the 
     controlling limitations...

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