Long Pries Poems

You’ll be a man tomorrow, child, yes,
If you respect animals and pristine nature,
If you don’t kill elephants for ivory,
If you don’t kill the whales for soap,

You’ll be a man if you can stop time
If you...

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{"I fall into the river drenched in my own expectancy, 
The peddles inside enveloping me as a fairytale destined to be. However I knew life was far from being caressed and revived by fiction once...

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{“The day I loved you was my homicide. 
The day I loved you I was petrified, the day I loved you I was humiliated of myself that I was indeed capable of it, the day...

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The darkness, now descending, floods the city as it dies
while shadows lurk in legions 'neath the looming Evil Eye.
Its frozen stare envelops all, it penetrates and pries,
denouncing loathed dissenters to the keepers in the sky....

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FLY FREE AND HIGH: BUTTERFLY


The 
  BUTTERFLY 
    Flutters
       By

       A flying      rainbow ...

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day and night Blattaria of various shapes and sizes 
scuttle with incandescent 
   after glow as flashing blur rises
to fill every quarter of mine cerebral core, when asleep pries
me lids awake with shell...

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Two true taboo nocturnal friends
Bedeviling the vernal places;
Un-men unto un-town's undead ends,
Under wrinks in mansworld's faces;

Take care me boys, wear Wolfrat clothes - 
Make sure you're tooled - tooths fully bloodied?
Put yer foot in ther...

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When I see those eyes,
They’re filled with lifeless lies.
It’s no wonder his skin is like ice.

He tells me, “Come closer,”
His promise of wealth wins me over,
But then I see the black blood running through his...

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Poetry and lines,
Wine and mines,
War stories and their lies,
Ladies and size,
My palm wine drinkard friend anid his love for fresh strong wine,
My heathen friend's love for angry roasted swines,
My parson friend and his love for...

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What can be said? 
About the treachery of the justice system
Filling the jury with haters of the accused
His crimes not specified
But fury radiates from the eyes of the jury
They say his crimes are numerous
But I...

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It's that part of the year again,
How many times has this happened?
When did it start?
I can’t remember.
When my mind rages like a storm-tossed sea,
And I sit, helpless, drowning,
In waves that crash harder each time,
Every time...

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Grey
Dark to light/ night to day/ I'm at a different time/ a different phrase/ to slow my role I paused my pace/ I lost touch stuck with no faith/ but brushed the dust of lust/...

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The lightning strikes and all is dark, 
the Lock Ness Monster is about to embark
on a journey along the ocean’s shore, 
more diligent and courageous than before.
She is strength and beauty combined, 
a delicate creature,...

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I’m put upon to ponder the problem of poetry
& thus, I proudly or, perhaps, perfunctorily,
Ponderously pronounce with a preponderance,
Even a plethora, of p’s:

Poetry is pithy, prankish and perky,
Pertinent and impertinent, too
It’s prophetic, pathetic, pragmatic and...

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We never thought we'd sleep in a gutter.
But, your words were sweet and smooth as butter.
"Just another shot," you whispered in my ear.
Your eyes gave me shivers as you sipped a beer.
"One," said the barkeep...

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i won't hang around
for the furrows around your lips to point to the floor
i've had enough for tonight
so here you are
my final insult
i hope it tears as it kills

i'm taking my will along with me
i...

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On days like this when I’m doused in grey
and I fear I’ll not see the sun;
I wish I could just secret myself away
until this dreary day be done.
Even the lake somehow seems sad
at this day’s...

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Secrets for all their guise
tremble in dark
in shadows protection
yet still feel the penumbras chill
concealed away in their selective box
never to pry open
and tell the truth

As by some adolescent fear
there quaking in its boots
should rebuke then...

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catalyse of chalk
 circles sooted box, reveals
  the vortex inside
   stakes open her eyes
     pries into her private life

      draws blood with madness
...

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Jesus replied, “Foxes have holes
and birds of the air have nests,
but the Son of Man has no place
to lay his head.”  Matthew 8:20 NIV

PLACE OF RESPITE

Cheek-tinge of pink dawning in the murky skies.
Blandness of...

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The stress and strain of the pulling motion
Pries the appealing eyes of twisted souls
Lost in a night;s occurance
Love once felt the hands of this distrought man
But broken dreams matched with anguish tell stories 
Of a...

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She walks with pride,
Maybe she thinks of herself as queen.
It can happen with time,
Her mind plays a wicked game.
But nonetheless, I’m cynical of Polly.

With every click and flash she gives a sly smile,
Doesn’t anyone else...

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Take me away God to dig up sod and have a talk how I’m so odd/
Among other things I’m like a Dodge missing a tie-rod /
These words strung are life’s pod for I or a...

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Standing on my head
looking up at the trees
and the sparkling sky

When it’s dark I don’t see
the ship float by nor
the tsunami sea

Upside-down women
on either side
of cotton candy eventide

When the light’s bright
palms and ferns come to...

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Fact and fiction, abundance and paucity
Vie for space in a world driven insane
Conflating rural life and life in the city
Where dealing, hustling and stealing grow inane

In minds and lives
Caught up in a conundrum
Stabbed and clubbed...

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