Long Presages Poems

I dread the United States presidential 2024 outcome...

Whereby yours truly presages and doth abhor
nothing short of an imminent civil war
dwarfing insurrection on January 6, 2021
oddly enough even reducing
ordinary decibels to a mute whisper
madding crowd trumpeting...

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UndefeaTed.  A Boxing Lesson.

A friend, off the Vineyard,
wrighted a ship.
And, perhaps himself,
and certainly the worlds ‘round him.
His words were fashioned, shipshape and watertight
as were the splines and bungholes and rudder pins and
All the Things...

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I Write Wits Psalm Burning Desire...

Why?
To escape livingsocial,
     and negate mine birth
figuratively, knowingly,
     and precariously,
     I nightmarishly perch
teeter tottering atop - dearth
of financial...

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Moonlight oft softens the summer night,
but comforts are few, in the deep of night
when winter arrives with its vicious bite,
and we shiver to see our world turned white.

Winter is cold, starkly black and white:
be it...

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When Moses came back down
With his tablets and inscriptions
He left some lying around
With some critical prescriptions

Continued at eleven
Not to stop the count on fingers
If you want to go to heaven
Add these extra rules and stingers

Further...

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A QUEST TOUCHED BY HEAVEN

Treading towards an immortal search
  a mortal soul stood begins the quest.
Crossing deep sea and burning desert sand
  down the wild and civilized land,
soul driven by zest will so...

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ENTRENCHED TIME (IS) EMBEDDED NOW!

Procreate and multiply for generations and generations to come.
Expand the universe to the knowledge known.
The knowledge of life formed through the portends of a greater source that presages.
Entrenched is time.
The norms...

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I once knew a world so happy and carefree
with latte foam clouds melting into caramel sunsets,
spread out before me with eagerly awaiting arms.
Now all I see is a “Do Not Enter” sign full of regrets.

I...

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Imagination simply staggers with its grandeur
The beautiful, ever-changing sight on earth
Enveloped the earth in its colourful panorama
Golden glow announces the dawn in the east,
In the west, crimson sky bids the day adieu

Royal canopy of blue,
Royal...

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A picture I'll never forget
In my heart her smile is still a lasting bless
And I can't help but think of those days
When we walked along the calico ways.
The clock, the gong and my dismay
Ticking towards...

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The sound of rain falling on your roof,
feeling raindrops on your flesh...ineffable--

The tightness of a hug from one you have
not seen for a very long time...ineffable--

Laughter of young children playing, yours 
or not, doesn't matter...ineffable--

The...

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Tasteless pelt whiffs of mundane air
Against my nostrils numb with dread; 
Scarcely fathom I what spectacle fair 
Beyond this umbra curtain latent lies. 

Tetchy harbingers over dark corners
Lurk under dismal mirage-like cloud; 
Tomorrow's dreams in...

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Curtain Call

Musings on more than a decade of retirement;
no report card scribble: ‘could’ve done better’.
Old put-downs, praise, blame, and shame,
all the same now. Nothing would jolt
the diurnal cadence of living and ageing.
Riding the bike, dip...

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Wars, famine and pestilences.
Death comes with a pension.

Poor people in this country.
Poverty all over, feeling empty.

Diseases spreading all over the globe.
Some mutated, some foretold.

Global warming sends a warning.
No one listens, it keeps on moaning.

Clean water...

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Were time in the abundance of our youth
When days stretched out like plains to the horizon
I’d see an endless space, await the truth
Of outcomes that could come from chance arising

But now the dawn but presages...

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Decipher the messages
Encoded impervious presages
Alert your senses
Reinforce illusion defenses
Alchemist of unknown
Predisposed to finally atone?

Question corollaries prior
Analyze what may transpire
Beckon your defenders 
Desire of all surrenders 
Cryptic are ambitions
End-all of other expeditions? 

Stroke scar in reflection
Separate...

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Evil Woman
By Rick Rucker

Her smile is like the morning Sun,
It presages much more Fun!

There’s a sparkle in her eyes,
When I see it, my Heart flies!

I know just what that means, 
We’ll soon be like a...

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My passion is to write modern sonnets
Yes indeed modern not traditional.
Iambic pentameter I regret
Is too restrictive and conditional.
I had observed that many years ago.
Expression of thought is more important
Than any well-placed iamb, apropos.
These little songs*...

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(I)
In slaughter’s sanguine ink,
I wield my quill
to etch my tale
upon Alexandrian papyrus —
an undulating
ebb and flow of
barbarity

(II)
My cohesive unity
descends into schism,
an agitating tumult
that presages
the clandestine strife
between Christ
and my corporeal coveting –
a sickness bereft
of remedy

(III)
Lo!
I am...

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Sweet breeze I feel,
Across thy face,
As the flowers seal,
And the church spills grace,
The birds have meaning,
With a passion to fly,
I have visuals screening,
Each inch I walk by.
A gift lies within,
An echo from thought,
Letting the mysterious...

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