Long Roils Poems

As October 1 approaches, HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY……………………
I have enormous tracts of land and vast volumes of water, but cannot feed myself.
So I spend $1 billion to import rice and another $2 billion on milk.
I produce...

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The first anniversary since being pelted...

with pistachio shells April 3rd, 2021
sitting in the exact same chair
yours truly sat three hundred 
and sixty five days ago. 

Watermelons, grapefruits, oranges...
lobbed at yours truly ruled out,
hence the missus...

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Pelted with pistachio shells April 3rd, 2021

Watermelons, grapefruits, oranges...
lobbed at yours truly ruled out,
hence the missus dreamt up bright idea
to enfilade me courtesy pistachio shells.

Rather than just hurl one at a time,
(she who unwittingly helped...

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it glistens …
can you see?
do you see that little drop -
the tiny streak that
writes your name upon my visage -
that etches it’s damp and
dour reality onto what the mirror
shines back at me each day?
do you...

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Fast as an atomic banshee, he roils sacred halls 
of White House clutches levers with brass balls
American powers remain unrestrained when he calls
Armada to exorcise imagine aery dragons, 
   he inarticulately falls
non-communicative, faux...

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"Hear your fate, O high-dwellers of the airy, wide open            
Spaces and fertile plain, your rugged and enclosed      ...

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........jiggle clumsily; post halter-
behind braids- busy in evacuation of the cool pool water,
like a carefree bull in the field.
Her eyes sharp and cruel, unyielding to the faulter.
Fixating on a fool, 
one caught looking,
looking around in...

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Sad news
whence somber church bells peal n pews
packed tight to pay homage to Graham Dixon while each mourner doth rues
in due time exits the sepulchral chamber in ones or twos.

an untimely death 
  ...

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The times have fallen hard now, to scenes played on 'unmade' roads
Without my volition, and despite intentions, goals;
Indifference took precedence; a lust of life was part,
The key to understanding then, as now,Was placed a piece...

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Rosy rains still keep dapping on me, rippling into me, trickling in me  
My sentiment and sentimentality set into sediment like descending haze
Settled, stagnated, then crystalized into concrete and constant gaze
Gaze from adrift to...

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I savor a hearty repast of meat and smashed pertaters,
And a salad liberally laced with fresh termaters,
But spare me anything slathered with anchovy paste!
('Tis just a matter of my discriminating taste!)

'Tis a gastronomic delight dining...

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ON A CLOUDY RAINY DAY
By Roy Merritt

When I was a very young child yes way back then
I loved the sound of falling rain falling down on tin 
The tin upon the roof of our simple...

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Anger seethes, it rumbles and roils
Fury thunders, bubbles and boils
I want to scream, I want to shout
I want to hit, to lash out
It’s driving me crazy, messing up my brain
Christ, why has this happened to...

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The Storm
                                 Frank...

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GYPSY TANGO

The Gypsy Tango roils his Portuguese blood
        Fires of passion leap into his brown eyes.
He asks, pulling at his collar, knees in bend,
    ...

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Humankind has been grasping for knowledge from
the beginning, fear of the unknown was always forbidding.
Why does the wind blow?
Why does the sky crack open with light, sound and fury?
Why do the oceans roil with such...

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I contemplate the bobber on the water.
It is as still as a friend’s prayer at meeting.
Connected to this moment by monofilament
I sit as if I were asleep.
		
A gust of north wind roils the surface
into ridges....

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Some men are born to be famed;
Others acquired fame, thru dirty game!
Some men wouldn't want fame,
But the fame was thrust upon them, with acclaim! 
Many would risk all to have fame;
But, few would steal fame,...

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The sun hangs low in the western sky.
The ocean roils beneath.
That red orb seems to hang there forever,
Much like our lives,
Which are recorded in some secret place.
We replay the recording again and again,
And each time...

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And the Wise man said to himself,
“all that is broken must be renewed”
and so it arises, slides through the horizons,
slippery as a mermaid.

While the light shivers and the trees moan,
the water thrashes, thrusts,
turns and roils.

and...

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A storms coming,
  I can feel the tension in my throat.
  Hustling, bustling people,
  Scurrying all about.

  A storms coming,
  I can feel my lungs struggling for a breath.
 ...

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O acid! How you slither soft upon the skin and melt the marrow deep within,
but better that my bones are lost than my will,
which you seem to have such a strange interest in. 
Where did...

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Courtney

Oh, I see the solace now you seek;
The warmth of such hallowed spaces;
The valley of commerce upon which you
Staked no claim – the sudden quick miss-aim –
Toward the vaulted value of the day – in...

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Imagine ships glissading into harbour, 
their masts scraping the sky, sails aloft,
billowy, like great bird wings fluttering.
Captains navigate their ships into port,
return voyages that crossed the seven seas,
riding the waves, north and south, east and...

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The desert wind fares wild and true
O'er a petaled face
Then scurries round with much ado
And roils from place to place.
Here where sunshine bakes the sand
And dries the dusty air
Here where legends roam the land ,
Where...

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