Long Pluck at Poems

I am feeling the shock of fast change. How to cope with it is of course the question. Listen to Beethoven through the neighbor's window? Look up from the page? Appreciate doves even though they...

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{"There is a part of me, 
Of us, 
That lay deceased underneath the frosty elixir and the lightning bolts that puncture our bodies. They magnify and embroider our wounds.
They strenuously scorch and extract our flesh....

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KERI'S MIRACLE LITTLE MACIE


      KERI, THE MOTHER OF MACIE, THE MIRACLE LITTLE GIRL

        HAS ASKED TO SHARE AND TELL THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD

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This day I grow tired
and so incredibly weary.
My heart holds only dreams
of a Life unfullfilled
A Life not nurtured,
yet barely a glimmer
of the spirit that once was.

I do have memories of some things good 
-not all...

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Why do boys treat women with such disrespect and disregard?

We women are just flowers each alike,

Fragile, agile, soft and dainty. To some atleast.


When we are really bold, bright and beautiful warriors; on a quest to...

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The picture is of an oldish man sitting on a hard chair in front of an Edsel on which is the painting of a fire. The room is concrete with some brushes and paints next...

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The others turn to wallpaper,
an amalgamation of colours,
reds run into blues run into greens.
A palate of insignificance
submerged behind our corneas,
may as well be grey.
Nascent in our welfare womb,
sharing oxygen: I breathe in, you breathe out.
The...

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These Scars, they tell a story.
A story that doesn’t end.

End, the pain that has been behind me, following.

Follow? Followed like a social media story.

Story, is what i wish to tell but I can’t get it...

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Things look bleak, hopeless...

A tapestry of images in my head
swirls and tells me a story,
hauntingly beautiful
then unravels so fast---

I try to catch ahold of it,
but fail.
Or so I think...
a single thread of thought
stays with me,
it...

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I've been caught in a web of lies
As filthy as that beast crawling;
Along each thread, I wonder how
It flexes; does a lie retain it's shape
After stretching to the limit?
Or does it snap and free the...

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She was the flower in the barefoot spring.
I felt like I knew her in every life before.
She took me into her like I belonged;
She’s everything I never asked for.

I wouldn’t have known quite what to...

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My Roots
Pluck at my green leaves
Devour my fruit with gusto
Hack at my bark all day
Carve your name on my trunk
My roots remain steadfast

Snip at my blossoms
Relish in its colours and scent
Stroke my buds and wait
Swing...

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One dark and stormy night, when half my life lay behind me ?I wandered from the straight and narrow path too far.
And took my heart for a  ship’s compass
All through the darkness, I followed...

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When an angel sings the world stops, and listens 
A soul released, and sang without any conditions

Tears flow, and minds, are heavenly transitioned
Where we’re all blessed, by this angels’ rendition

To bring some inner solace, to...

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I see no reason for this toxic state
other than hate or desired submission
found in my dream
where a kiss upon the heart
is a rusty chain 
hanging on walls of circumstance
a vision within a vision
wrapped around my...

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I hear a faint tapping outside the glass,
A whisper of sorrow from my tainted past.
My unwanted lover beckons from the place of shame,
And follows me into slumber.
I am but a whisper caught in the wind,
Waiting...

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They searched for fruit
That subconscious memory of flavour
That lingered scent, that succulence, 
That soul satisfying savour.

But the tree that bore their bounty 
Had long ago been hacked 
By the very axe they carried 
On their...

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