Long Plotters Poems

Like Hannibal we crossed the pass and crossed 
   the Alps (okay, the Brynderwyn Hills) 
and a bridge too far on north-west passage.
   From out of the Valley of Mizpah 
to...

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Interesting
how dominant or repressed,
predative or victimized,
winner or loser,
positive or negative,
show up in so many paradigms
of light,
beauty,
truth;

And/Or predetermined
prejudicial shadow
stories
too bipolar--

Not enough dipolar both/and
complementarity,
cause/effective co-arising nuanced circles
[not lines 
much less militaristic vanquishing bold squares]
recycling civility,
repurposing cooperative humanity,
destiny,
integrity...

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From whence did you come?
With your cherry picking plum?
From whence did you come?
When everything is done?
Which door did you come through?
With your unrealistic deja vu?
Who invited you to come here?
When you have nothing pragmatic to...

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"Is It I?....Is It I?....
                              ...

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Exracted from Gerald Nforche's Epic, The Slave's Tale


-Across the Atlantic, 1793-


We cry out cursing to our very gods
Whilst mokala and plotters lead us in lots.
And slaves we have become, slaves we are groomed
And setting in...

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The waves crushing her tiny body with striking blows
White creamy wash caresses her golden skin as the wave slows
Moving sluggishly towards the horizon
Because of a recurring vision she hopes she’ll arise in
Her feet digging deep...

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Planners plan and dreamers dream,
plotters plot and schemers scheme,
but I can tell you with utmost certainty:
not everything can be explained that easily.

Let me tell you a tale to drive home my point.

There was this bookworm...

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The Wuhan experiment concealed,
The cunning crafts devised,
Myriad of ignorant mass their targets,
An agenda unmasked, 
Polluted atmosphere 
Forged idea of a prepared viceroy.
"Mask up"
"Six feet"
"isolate"
Inauguration of the control game.
People's servants turned tyrants, 
Ignorant bunch of scallywags...

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(On 28 June 1914, in the Balkan town of Sarajevo,
an attempt to assassinate a royal Austrian duke
failed miserably ... or did it?  Gabriel Princips, one
of the plotters, stopped for a coffee and by chance
saw...

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Fig tree fruit...fig tree fruit...fig tree fruit
Eaten by toddlers...fig tree fruit!
Gave elders stomach ulcers

Be careful for this is a fishing bridge
Elders warned...
Play not here lest you tumble into the river and drawn
Adamant!....the fig tree fruit

Birds...

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Many a flame, brightens the sky

Such events to re-enact

A plot in vain that would underlie

A pre-determined pact

 

Brought up as a Catholic child

Beliefs that would not wane

The distinct view of Protestants

Reflecting royal reign

 

The disapproving...

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Under the cover of night, a major mission.
The self-assured plot and scheme did not fail
because it was not well planned and executed.
Nor did the affair backfire due to neglect.

The people, dressed in their religion and...

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Some are crafty and witty
Tainting the experience of a city
Quenching whatever godliness will kindle
Befriending only to use and swindle
Now the old wish for the olden day
And the young crave for that which the old say

But...

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Beads of sweat trickles down my head
I feel as hot as lava spews out of me like a mighty volcano,
Covers me with black that is blacker than colored black ash,
Still the redness of my face...

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There has been invasion of rats false accusations to spam thats been lingering around my circumference too many plotters trying to trap me like Spiderman but can't web me or being devious and planning no...

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With their cruel Laughter 
I quickly ended the chapter
About a started helicopter,
Still air-borne forty hours after,
Because of flyers never the softer
Above zinc or Rafter,
Until results are born 
Or dreams to shreds torn…

And then their cruel...

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