Long Roofless Poems

I  sat at my desk in the early hours of the morning listening to the words of the mighty one calling “windows to my soul” kept warning. I didn’t question it, I didn’t understand...

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But we of the Three Tribes live undiscovered 
   In the reverberating stillness of the 
 Three Gorges...
And are therefore unknown to the warring mongol;
    His impassioned lusts -- his...

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It was an autumn day, fresh and crisp,
with a slight breeze blowing that made 
our cheeks rosy.  My Aunt Trix and I were
on the trip of a lifetime, one in which she
had been making...

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Concluding Part of

Oh’ Kashmir  - Last Part 2


One grave mistake was 
Shown by the decision makers 
Of Kashmir,
To convert the green valley,
Into a valley of concrete. 
Dams, buildings and houses,
Were built on places, 
Which...

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Morning walk by the seashore~
I was here some twenty years ago;
Could this be the same sand where I used to walk on
with nothing but rainbows of seashells in my mind?
This could be different sand, I...

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nascent 
     dawn appears
kaleidoscope 
 of 
color
  midnight 
    sighs 
       leftovers 
        ...

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On my way down to New Jersey
to take care of business there,
I pulled off and up to this place,
where I got out to stand and stare.

This was the Kutchingkord Hotel,
the heart of the old Borst...

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Hold the trod, limit the space
The offspring's of Tuareg Cowhead cut my heels
The breaks on the hind been slammed
I break to a halt, he breaks to a sprint
Wagere, if you skip by the race
Render it...

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My Bothers and Sisters
(Street Kids)

We grow up in public landfills, train stations, 
under the bridges of towns,
victims of all kinds of abuse, but we still had rights…
because of conflicts with our relatives, 
we did not...

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Wasp nest under construction...
vacancies for yellow jackets also available

alternately titled: eave'n roofs houses nidus 

If ye dear reader find yourself
as an under appreciated
busy buddy buzzfeeding bee -
hive got just the solution.

When me and the misses
entered...

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So there she is, a park bench crone, mother of the listless,
the passing-by;
head bowed, caught between dark and light I sense her 
yet.

There she is, she’s grown beyond root and branch,
at peace despite the incontinence...

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KING OF NAPOLI (PT. 2)

Bright Altar of the bloodless sacrifice,
sweatless stains drenched your jerseys.
Which armoury delivers this season's Scudetto?
It's the masked number 9 that emerges our hero!
And summoned the spirit of deep emotion,
from the unknown...

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Oh lord! Please answer to my questions

 Why is there sorrow everywhere?


Why men gain superiority


While women shiver sheathless in the utter winter?


They say children are God’s angels


Then why do the little angels sleep hungry and...

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A haunting house,
I gaze upon within the dark hollows of the hill,
Nestled in the snowy rain,
Black as night, the doorway stands,
Cobwebbed by age.

Great stone walls rise up from the sides of the hill,
Towering above the...

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There it stands, desolate and alone
That roofless shell where the winds
Still whisper of the past
When  scampering children's squeals
 And wheeling seabirds' cries
Rose thinly through the air.
A thatched croft  from which a healthy living...

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There she is, she’s grown beyond root and branch,
at peace despite the incontinence of an unlooked for
wisdom.
And there I am,
of a sudden snagged by her knurled spell
as if she were the Virgin Mary, and I
a...

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Saša Milivojev

THE STRANGER

(Weary of World’s Pain)


Stranger to the audience.
Stranger in the community and the family.
A stranger to one’s own mother,
A shadow to one’s own shadow,
A foreigner in the country of one’s own,
in every land he...

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Farewell, thou woeful year,
Of your woes I got my full share
And grieved my heart in pain and care

But now, of your days, I have spend the last
That onwards you be known my past
As I, with...

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how dismal
how depressed
how dejected
who are they?
so human like yet so unlike
are they real?
their shabby dirty hair
tattered clothes
for mercy they stare
they need us and our care
muddy unkempt faces
resemblance to humans is  in traces
we need to...

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A mottled crab scuppers its sea legs
in fluorescent foam.
Blue pods rattle on green tides.
Bladder wrack, Mermaid’s Hair
washing tangled ankles.
There are voices in my open mouth,
they roll over a briny tongue,
intone words from the breath
of spray...

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Into my head stink in mythic one hissing
of running are ratters, as I hated by  
up nearly level of piled woodsheds rottenly sites
at weediest the backyard’s place,
of my neighbor’s unit close edged up wards
side...

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I am a traveler 
In a place beyond time
I speak the language of stone
And adobe,
Listen to the echoes of history
In roofless, melted walls

This is my journey

I am a traveler, 
An earthbound melting misfit
Whispering in the...

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On late summer evenings,
or upon winters chilled looking-glass sky
reality will change its mask
just for those who seek their place.

For a few magical moments
space and time will unfold its sheltering tent;
and the margins of light and...

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Wait for hope, another sunshine,
Screams un opened, ache suppress,
Tears hold in eyes, cry less whine,
Penniless life eked out with depress,
 
Roving on the way with shoeless feet,
Spent dreadful life in great poverty,
Staring at shop for...

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How dismal!
how depressing!
how dejected!
Who are these?
So human like yet unlike?
are they real?
their shabby dirty hair
tattered clothes
Roofless
for mercy they stare
they need us & our care
Muddy unkempt faces
Resemblance to humans is in traces
we need to be fair
we...

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