Long Ramblers Poems

My Last Las Vegas C.E.S. (1)
(A Memorial Poem)
I long counted Steve Bristow a friend (1) and we'd fly off to lunch
some days (Steve would get 'hours in' he needed for license - small planes).
It was...

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This is my best story in 
my mother tongue urdu 
which I translated and 
tried my best to turn it 
into a poem in english 

Luqman who was a 
merchant wiseman and 
his son
bought themselves...

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Wandering the roads.  It has me under a spell even at this juncture in my life.
Even when spiked brambles
 scrape my eyelids or those tender foot soles are  being  twisted by tooth-like...

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When I spotted Saint George in a van,
I feared that his horse might be lame.
Or worse, in a Doggomeat can,
when hurt in some chivalric game.

Saint George, it appeared was not happy,
now carried around in this...

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IMMEDIATELY PLEASE REMOVE ALL OF MY INFORMATION FROM YOUR DATA 
BASE FORTHWITH.
ALSO, ADVISE ANY AND ALL CONTRACTORS, SUB-CONTRACTORS, AGENTS, 
SUB-AGENTS, AFFILIATES, PARTNERS, COLLEAGUES, ASSOCIATES, CLIENTS, 
WEBMASTERS, WEB BASED LINKS, WINKS, TWINKS, 	SHRINKS, COLONEL 
CLINKS, BOSSES,...

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I give her full credit for my stamina and health
Look forward to starting my day with our daily gait
Both of us are outdoorsy girls
Wherever we go, we are enthusiastic voyagers
The lake calls us through its...

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Walk in woods enriching and serene
Draws gratitude quieting garrulous mind

Tranquil forests of breathtaking peaks
Whisper softly building profound links

Soaring trees of Oaks, Conifers and Ponderosa Pines
Form deep rooted networks in robust mountain brims

Sweet bonding and affection...

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’Tween hither and thither we wended our way
skipping, dancing through sand dunes, in seascape croquet.
While woven in waves watching dolphins at play
I first tasted her lips in the ocean’s wild spray.

Mystic moonbeams, suffusing clouds’ shimmering...

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Wobbly bits , Hairy bits and dangly bits galore
So if you're feeling squeamish
Draw your curtains and lock the door
For today is the day in Yorkshire 
When the naked ramblers go on tour.

They will walk beside...

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(* This I wrote after my previous poem "GODS QUESTIONS", as I felt that it was a more realistic and honest way in which we try to understand God... both poems express different sides of...

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The Withernwick Ramblers Skiffle Group
Not exactly an enterprising name
But  we did however have
One unique  claim to fame.
We accompanied Audrey Hepburn, 
Famous Film Star, yes that’s the one
That elfin faced great actress
Now so very...

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RAIN
                                  ...

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Moss covered algae ridden
Memorials, to mans earthly existance
Stand ivy clad in rows
Names eaten away by time
and dates long gone 
all faded into one. 
No flowers or notes to say i loved you
just brambles and weeds...

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An unpretentious wild flower
Peeped out of the crannied stone ledge
A peach coloured blossom
With bright yellow stamens around her navel

She had an exquisite charm
With a seductive smile
So pretty that she could put to shame
Her garden cousins...

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Virgin wasteland un-trampled

	Rugged terrain in front of my step

		I am resting as not to set foot

			In the rugged scape of magic


A screen of thistles ramblers climbers and shelter


Indigenous flowers budding
 
	Untamed seeds flowing wild

		Feral spread...

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