Long Run aground Poems

As dawn unfolds today beyond my fractured windowpane,
a breeze beguiles the ashen drapes. Like snakes they slip aside,
revealing wanton worlds that race and run aground, insane,
immersed in scenes obscene that savants strive to mask and...

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I CAN’T BREATHE

I am being suffocated by causes.
Will we march Quixote-like
enraged by the spinning of the windmills?
We protest the wars carrying placards
while expecting others to carry arms,
praise God and worship Jesus while
condemning all others to...

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Dreams are but fancies of a deeper place
Found in the realm of the mind asleep
Played out like old films in a movie palace
Starring phantoms freed from a dark, dusty keep

What meaning bestowed save only the...

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“…Man serves the interests of no creature except himself…” - Middle White Boar

You came from behind, like a snitcher, and I twirled like a sunflower, as you tingled me. I smiled. The rain dove sang.

...

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Dedicated to: (Maestro Marinero) Antonio B. Dublado 


I could've been on the stage applauded by spectators old and young 
A vibrant lad and appealing, so well I could sing and dance. 
But when I saw...

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With a heavy heart and an early start and no moment’s rest from the crashing dark
The bucking beast beneath his brow cries into the night.
The rain streaks down to join the crowd of cheering, sobbing...

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Row, row, Row YOUR Boat
Gently down the stream;
Row with the flow of life t'wards YOUR 
Each and ev'ry dream.
Row YOUR Boat always,
Always with the flow,
For against the current
Is not the way to go.

Row, row, Row...

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If you're sitting comfortably and have locked your mobile 'phones,
I'll tell you all a story about Indiana Jones
I met him on a wooden bench whilst strolling through a park
He was mumbling incoherently about some missing...

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now close your eyes and see afar
the leveled horizon of the raconteur
who wields a power to conjure up
past daily drudge and interrupt

the mind to spark synapse connection
and fill it full of extrospection
tales of manes of...

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               I'm lost at sea and weary
          so tossed upon the tides
...

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rootless on sapphire seas
tides dishonored then begrimed
a keel eroded, relentlessly thinned 
barnacles disguised with time

drifting toward dark horizons 
battered and barely alive 
distant isles beg an appearance
pleading I arrive

beyond the rotting corpses 
mired and run...

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I blindly stumble on finding myself neither with direction nor familiar path in aimless pretense there is yet purpose to my life - though is evident to all I am found lost within the barren...

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The poetical books are nearly, by me, complete;
Next follows those once-furled, parchmentlike
Scribal tablets on which were calligraphically 
Indited the books classified as 
Naught but "prophetical"-
After the major and minor scribes, 
The authors of which, and...

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Even when time stands 
Still the wings of smiles 
Crumble in darkness
Life stands still in places
Even where moons twinkle in

Passing moments the only
Picture hanging in this corridor is
One blank captioned “Silence” 
Is always seen when...

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The lakes edge 
Shone in silver light 
A moon , so bright, 
in a dark forest night 

The moon rose silently 
In a clear starlight sky 
The creatures of the night 
Came out in a...

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I sit on my garden chair, with a coffee ready to sip
Reminiscing about what has been my life's road trip
Listening to the rain's steady pitter-patter 
Yearning to see birds again and hear their chatter

The coffee...

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rootless on sapphire seas
tides dishonored then begrimed
a keel eroded, relentlessly thinned 
barnacles disguised with time

drifting toward dark horizons 
battered and barely alive 
distant isles beg an appearance
pleading I arrive

beyond the rotting corpses 
mired and run...

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Amidst the changing scenery
as faces come and go
Names reflect the differences
of those we’ve come to know

Along a winding avenue
where store fronts sell their wares
Traffic lights of red and green
change too among the stares

Where sunshine breaks...

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I broke my foot, and you kissed me that night, in front of my car.
I could barely walk, but I floated away.
It all began and ended, as powerful as a hurricane.
What we had was taken...

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A glimpse in time
I wander your rugged roads
Ignited by a glowing future
Digging into my own mind
So that the surgeon might fix himself
Sullied in a swinging sorrow...

Born into your light at the start of the day
I...

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That tiny pause to skirt the truth, half-reals you'd paraphrase,
The subtle softly spinning gyre of cunning in your gaze,
Vague reflections from your skin - a shedding, sheltering plaque,
All concerned syllables sent swiftly bouncing off your...

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Angels mend broken hearts, they are both seen and unseen 
Nowhere and everywhere in faith is the same place between
Devils and daydreams they walk restlessly.

My heavens he works hard, tirelessly plodding through
Irrigated fields of pain...

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Beyond this space called here and now where hopes are often lost;
across the seething sea of time where dreams are tempest tossed,
there lies a haven well desired to gain at any cost;
to lie at anchor...

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No island of escape
No heart that can't be found
The plague at last arrived
The ship is run aground

The wind has brought pollution
Pollution to the soul
The suffering and delusion
The spirit black as coal

Close your eyes, sweet child
Come...

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The Perennial 

On an overhang, where the mountain slopes gently towards the lowland and the sea
 there is a crooked tree with long roots embracing the mountain 
Is the plant an asp or a birch,...

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