Long Purvey Poems

The new roves are not like the old,
They purvey an unwieldy aspect
To their elderly kindred folk;
Even on this steep hill forms encroach
Upon an edifice grand of bygone grandeur;

 So to ‘Ghurt Muire’ that Jacobean domain
With...

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CAMERA LAND                               
We are all...

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Laying in my cozy bed
And drifting off to dreams,
A sudden panic fills my head:
What if this isn't as it seems?

What if while I'm tucked in,
Slipping into sleep,
Giant monsters and their kin
Through the darkness creep?

I draw...

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Earth's golden orb rises o're the new eastern sky,
Where red sandhills and goslings blithely fly.
The secret mist of the morning bids its final adieu,
As a young day spontaneously, begins anew.

A spectacular derby in technicolor array,
Creation...

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Could our verity be any unique?
Whenever the twenty-first century is antique,
Links are the best way to deal with everything
When even the pencils will betide self-replicating,

The whole would be vastly improved
And, the fortune of the rich...

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The sun rests in its golden orb, shining bright dazzling the eyes
Meadows green with dew drops fresh, the cattle lazing away cries
The farmhands nap beneath the trees, the breeze caress and dies
(Yields of green fields...

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What is it with crows...
their reputation
before them goes
An omen of death 
A murder of crows
These ancient legends
who really knows 
if they are truths or untruths
          ...

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pale pink is the pre-dawn sky
"pink sky in mourning..."
today will be a pre-proceeding
- for some it will be the same
for some it will purvey monumental,
tsunamic, quaking, flashing innocence
as a muffled buzzing and pounding followed
by eerie...

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The sun rests in its golden orb, shining bright dazzling the eyes
Meadows green with dew drops fresh, the cattle lazing away cries
The farmhands nap beneath the trees, the breeze caress and dies
	
As the curfew knells...

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Bosom friend’s bean feast.
Delightfully enjoying fun filled jamboree.

Graceful tall laddie appearing darkly menacing.                      ...

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Squatter pulse rates purvey hoarder rain,
Blood drips, heaving, flipping the veins hole.
Shaping an abyss in your nearest chain,
In the dusk, you can hear raindrops on the tole.

Blood drips, heaving, flipping the veins hole,
You expect a...

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Inglenook 

She, the face in the embers, 
The remnants of a raging fire,
Smoulders like a cigarette
Between lips of lustful desire. 

Where men stoke in gay abandon, 
Pokers hot as blacksmiths arms, 
To fade and die...

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Nightly the familiar march,
sunset suffused with dawn.
Crushed the moments in between.
Neither praised nor cursed but
merely lost amid their myriad kin
and dreadfully forgotten.

Misplaced lives amid unreckoned days—
for sale by merchants of expired skill
who barter time and...

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Comin' to the pad without very much to say 
Not ever sure where these words'll take me
Been out my mind, I still ain't lost my way
Learned quick nothings what it seems to be

Never been one...

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29 November 2010

My Time


Time is laid upon me
To nourish by virtue and unspoiled
Choose from a road – concrete or soiled
Learn the ropes from every tempting epitome

Chasing time or run out of time
Precisely or faulty, I...

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Let there be no light, 
Errie darkness,
Let it surround the world in it's wake
The black cover, let it encompass,
Smother every flame that lasts.

For the dark does not demarcate, you from me and from anybody else,...

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Poke holes in clouds
Hammer the happiness
Rip my curtains 
Flood out the angriness

Curse my name
Couple my drunken state
Struggle with luggage claim
Just sit and wait

Manage my mind
Structure my consequences
Take a stand 
Nothing but skin senses

Mark me with...

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As fun as Monday
Armed as a sansei
Am just an hombre
Again making my headway

Alone on a Tuesday
All rules I’ll obey
At home or away
Art on the way

Air good this Wednesday
Animals to the parkway
An elephant statue foyer
Answers with...

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               Quiet Nights and Quiet Stars



             The cozy, round,...

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Counting the Rings of Saturn 
By David J Walker 

What do I know 
Of Saturn 

That claims sovereign reign
Over my last name and night sky
Of my Mother

Do you know my Father’s number
What do you have...

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A storm is brewing in the south
Lightning flashes thunders shout
Rain is coming without a doubt
Creatures lookout, creatures lookout

Rain is pouring, lightning flashes
East strong winds bring rain that clashes
Blowing through the door's tight sashes
Lightning flashes, lightning...

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