Long Retorts Poems

On an early morning just before school
My tummy is churning my head hurts too
My feet are cold my forehead is hot
I have a runny nose and a tongue with blue dots

“Mom come quick!” I helplessly...

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DIARY NOTES : Mad-House Maths

March 30th., 2018 - Another day sets in Paris

The home-bound Octogenarian trundles from the Mall's town centre
Back laden with the day's shopping
His hands numb from clutching load-packed plastic bags during the...

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Overrun by stuffed subdued teddy bears...

of diverse and sundry sizes engaged 
in woebegone wild rumpus
as a last hoorah 
for diversity, equity and inclusion,
whose somber bowed heads
(hide their snickers
just a kiss away)
their backsides mimicked 
tufted heavenly...

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Choices my dear one,
So many choices, 
So few voices,
Some near,
Some far,
Some to fear.

A path.
Clear and chosen.  
The erasure of a closing.
The logos of math.
The trajectory of wrath.
The conciliatory legislation blindly ruling the cosmos of...

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Well, here we are in the Araneta Coliseum
In Cubao, Quezon City in the Philippines
To witness two modern boxing Gladiators
Their prowess, stature, about to be seen

This will be the third between the WBC, WBA
Stepping into the...

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Simulations and Symphonies

Discussing life inside a simulation
Amalgamating strife with signs of humiliation
Confronting life with positive configurations
An enchanting wife that doesn’t need invitations

Caring for what others naturally overlook
A watchful parent, a well written book 
Beauty that...

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[An Autumn kitchen a crucible of y e a s t and y e a r n i n g]

Samantha kneads dough with determined hands, she hears
    Hank's cry—"Vi vi an"—a phantom...

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We came not for conquest,
but for containment—
though conquest is what happens
when containment itches beneath the skin
like sulfur spores in a sealed lung.

They had the secret.
Not gold, not weapons, not prophecy—
but language that healed.
Real language—
not poetry,...

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A heedless world implodes beneath the weight
and all the West lies smoldering in flames.
And nay a soul finds shelter from the hate
as dire evil seeks intended aims.
The despot waves of fire and iron roll
upon whomever...

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Silence and Shouts

I listen to him breathing.  If it’s labored, I ask, “Are you okay?”
And from over the rings of walls of silence he has built around himself, 
He implores, “You hear so poorly,...

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They say I need too much
to keep a positive
young-yang attitude,

More
and deeper soul,
higher sacred grace 
of gifted gratitude.

So do I often feel,
except privileged they feel too little
to let go
of supremely negative yin karma,
bad win/lose memories
with empty...

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'The Journey'

Sight.
Sound.
Smell.
Taste.

The trains,
the tracks,
the rush, the haste.

The sweeties and toffees,
newspapers and coffees,

Cases and bags, e-cigs and fags,
pasty and tanned, iphone in hand,

The people who come and the people who go
and the Taxis that wait, as...

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No where is where it is – can't be found, so there
No where is where it goes just sits and waits for your despair
Scratching your inner most private thoughts, with words of hunger and sadistic...

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We are antonyms—of each other
(an in-law, a retired Colonel,
Who very often forgets
That he’s retired)
And I.
He’s an in-law,
But I think of him as an Outlaw!

We are of a family.
He lives upstairs 
And I right below.
We have...

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He was born in a shelter for animals,
Meant to keep off the wind and the rain,
For there was no room for them in the inn,
So it was here that they came.

His father did the best...

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He was born in a shelter for animals,
Meant to keep off the wind and the rain;
For there was no room for them in the inn,
So it was here that they came.

His father did the best...

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BOTTLE DANCE

Across my land, abysses gnaw at automobiles,
From the foot of the mountain, 
To the shores of the oil fountain.
Certificated youths drinking piss to mellow their brains,
Clutching at wheels, dodging bumps into fog lights.
“Stupid, ing...

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Virtual trophies (wife for I)... 

offered, husbanded, and collected 
when winning solitaire
Nothing beats that exaltant rush of adrenaline
watching the computer generated cards
automatically routed 
to their respective suite (spot)
(after they get turned face value up)
generates countenance...

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Defeat embraces the soul that has unraveled from lies, baring the pure truth.
In the library of destiny, where each heart inscribes its chronicles,
I lingered among the scrolls of loss, in the chambers of vast silence.
A...

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Labyrinth of Sighs 

Wondering through a labyrinth of sighs 
More platitudes with attitudes that never question why 
A litany of afterthoughts about where we go when we die 
An emboldened range of rude retorts refuting...

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In the cages at the zoo they crowded around each other
A million milling from father to brother
All speaking in a babel a million languages
From clicks and keyboard clacks  to switches and bandages
A group is...

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Did Jesus Exist?

Some say 2000 years ago,
A man called Jesus walked about;
But I say, not as god or indigo, 
But as a medical doctor stout. 

Jesus was an Israeli name then, 
And there maybe was...

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I nearly fell apart, felt despair
Picked myself back up and focussed 
Just split seconds can devastate when resilience is low

My teenage daughter hadn't got ready on time, I tried gentle encouragement, step by step advice,...

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We sold our freedoms for Big Macs, big stacks of crack, and bottles of Jack
This mess is wack and in fact I'm totally done
Havin' fun with the lines I've spun
We want to sit here and...

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*Image of Tony Dow by News.
AUDIO
VIDEO of 500 Miles by Peter, Paul & Mary

Take Care Wally Cleaver

Wally: Watch the hair!
My faculties are under arrest!
I have been subpoenaed by a Board of Inquiry!
Namely, Mr. & Mrs....

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