Long Puller Poems

REGENERATION GAME

Poverty stigmatises
Poverty overwhelms
Poverty condemns

To rid an area of its poor
Is the new regeneration game 
That governments catering to middle class greed employ
Thus keeping the third estate in check 

Sterility of environment 
White washing of...

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Odin looked confused, and Thor did too,
But none of us bothered to wait
Ten thousands years of warrior souls,
Charged the dark foe right out of the gate.
My boys they shot out Fenris’s eyes,
And the old 7th...

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the quiet of the spring day was broken
by the noise and shouts in the fields
belching smoke the great iron beast 
dropping its sharp blades into the soil
took large bites into the soft belly of the...

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The proverbial all pervading calm and inner peace,
Stability is what we choose to call it- to earn greens,
To eat them, to share it or to control it. So escapable
Yet, always avoided. The veil of contentment...

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The sun enlightening at the front house
two old armchair-in places by the postal —  
the vicinities were dinners in cycles’              ...

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the canto of begging

1.
when the morning sets in
with the sun rising in the east 
i put on the dress of a beggar 
extended up to the horizon
and the canto of my begging starts 

i beg...

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Saw the advertisement of a sleazy Volkswagen
Surfed the net as the seed was sown
For anything based on german technology
I knew nothing about car mechanisms
Except the comfort of conveniences
Yet updated my limited knowledge 
With its mileage,...

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Puller of a big shell home, no hobo
Tracked brightest of silver patterns
Bold snail, Hugh wobbled with mojo 
Hubris resumes his powerful status

Side to side saunter, his slimy slide
Tells everyone of bombastic confidence 
Temptations, his charms...

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You know, I thought changing one’s job would be easy,
To start a new vocation would be breezy.
I got me local newspaper, looking for a job as a sparky, (electrician)
But I said “what the F-ck, these...

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The poor are lazy, languid, and loafing – the rich rut,
Is this why many people of my nation have no hut?
Isn't the concept: every rich is industrious, a myth?
Isn't there a great gulf betwixt a...

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(for Manoranjan Byapari, a rickshaw puller  who writes Bangla novels, stories and autobiography)
--Jaydeep Sarangi

You may dismiss all I record here
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Depression, suppresion of the Iraqi people
Call for the brave, no longer feeble
Statues down of their once ruler
No longer reigns, no population puller.

Uday, Qusay the tyrants sons
No longer on power, now the weak ones
The search goes...

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Time Is Never Enough


Sunset must be time
chores may surcease
For the day's grime
to clean or release.

Industry has a knack
to outdo surcease
Workers back to back
daily bask in grease.

Time is not enough!


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Iowa should have two state fairs a year; one is simply not enough.
I am running past the freak shows, and the spin art now. 
Lots of screams from the sky glider; I threw up on...

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He comes so faithfully when called,
   our veterinary doctor friend,
to our dear family of cows;
   upon his help, we do depend.

The birthing of our calves amaze
   him more than...

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SHIFTING SANDS

On this land of burning sands, and hot hazy skies
Merchants bringing their treasures and best wines
Arabs traveling the flats as with their salt supplies
As caravans; of camels lead by their puller in lines

Merchants bringing...

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I have so much control, I don't know what to do
I have so much control, I don't know what to do
If I get any more control, I think I'm through 

The power to have control...

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many prefaces
emphasis on Ephesus 
said on premises

what we do intend
hand of friendship did extend
love of God will lend

had a huge hassle
trying to put on my tassel
to ground will wrestle (wraahstle)

others have been caught
open email rather...

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I got me a puller;
it works pretty well.
Convincing the wife was
a bit of a sell.

It’s not for the garden;
works best in the woods.
A think of real beauty
once it’s understood.

For pulling up shrubs,
it’s a gardener’s delight.
Just...

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A strange thing is happening to people I know,
At first they start laughing and then their minds go.

An incessant giggling’s the long road to doom,
Out of the world and back into the womb.

A process reversing...

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I am an old man
a deep well
an epoch marriage
a raven haired beauty
five above average kids
Orion deckhand and cook
teacher of the year
Bible study leader
jail preacher
song worship leader
NAU graduate --graduate school
ASU graduate --undergraduate school
life guard
breakfast cook
English tutor
Archie...

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In the cold winter morning
the village road was quiet.
Rickshaw puller Tolmu was then fast sleeping
on the grass at the roadside
behind his rickshaw
drunk from the country liquor vendor

Some goats grazing near him. 
Cattle grazing stuble at...

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Emotion is the tongue for the truth.
Tasting in awe, this law, its' proof!
It's the controller of the atmosphere.
Mantle, and the scourge of tears.
The string-puller, and the very strings.
Of bondage, and of what sets you free.
It...

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Haiku 
…My City Hyderabad


Same stories in books
Same thoughts I read time again
Missing myself

Those old lanes
Those dim lit windows above
My city glows

Rickshaw-puller leads
My thought to its destination
In city lanes

High minarets rise
Call of muazzin rings the city
Some...

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A little brown river, 
Naked children splashing in its muddy waters,
Their mirth and laughter of raucous delight,
Untroubled by foresight.

A tiny hut made of mud,
Parching in the dazzles of the ruthless sun,
The bent figure of a...

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