Long Salved Poems

"Conceits"



Such conceits
as veils between 
our windowed worlds 
torn torrential incomplete

mayst thou watch and learn 
the one I spawned, 
strength beats weakness
carried soft and harsh

one direction or the other
strength and weakness
both carried soft and harsh
ego and...

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Embrace The Lines

Vitality marks gently stretch your soft skin beyond the wildest dreams of
beauty unbound where children had once or thrice embraced your womb
the soothing waters cushioning and cradling three miracles three water 
marks engraved...

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SINS OF THE FATHER
Just a maid,just sixteen,a serving girl ,
a go-between upstairs and downstairs,
her scene 'til love was to intervene;
She,so young,he,the master' son
a web of attraction, begun one rainy 
afternon,in June;A familiar tale,oft told
of one...

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when evening’s dawn descended on her restless soul

defeated dusk and dust collected deep into the night

cobwebs spun an open trapdoor over broken peace

insomnia prevailed as a cynical reminder of treason

in which reason failed to align...

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In ye old days of yore on Malaga's dreary shore
An untidy castle rimmed by salty moor
Housed a lonely, oft-drunk matador
In briny marsh grazed no sheep, but wild pigs three score
Staggering oft around soggy, muddy estate...

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The cadence swells in the starlit sky
The light still dwells when night is nigh
That one last ray that lingers long
Fades with majesty; is gone.
One last kiss goodnight
One more dawn tonight
One more time

How can I resist...

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When once a lovelorn callow swain,
Heartbroken by a maid's rebuff 
Sought balsam for his heart's deep pain, 
Of female wiles had had enough, 
Grave listener at the local pub,
Sat Tom inured to pangs of love,...

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Sadness, loneliness, internal hopelessness,
why did she stop listening and caring what was happening in me. 
The other kids, stresses with Dad, betrayal,
or just no time any more. 
When did I lose whatever strength that I...

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My creature you have walked in sin
You have tasted of my wrath
Yet savoured as you groaned within
when you felt me pull you forth

You've wrestled with a demon strong
Gave deceptions place of rest
Yet even they could...

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When we first met you carried him in your pocket,
Strange ugly little thing, tied to a string.
I thought it odd that you would carry such a pet,
Yet who was I to say what you could...

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Gathered as a swarm of bees,
He stands poised with swollen knees,
Squinting forcefully towards fleeting
Dreams, beyond the dreadful, scum sucking

Incumbants, bathing in their own excrement.
Eyes opaque like a hard boiled egg;
Squishy, bleeding yoke chased
By morbid impulses...

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For God Did not send His Son into the world to condemn the world
 but that the world might be saved through Him.  John 3:17

In this season of penance
When we focus on our sins
It’s...

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It was those eyes, blue, almost effervescent.                            ...

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SALVE A CHILD
These
Seedlings, tomorrow’s
Saplings, by dearth must not droop.
A trickle from your coffer, from drought’s
Wreckage many could save.
For in your senile era, the arbor from their
Boughs from the scorching sun you can not evade.

From,
The soil...

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an introduction  
written upon her wall
even in the darkness    
sparks struck  
where one could see it all  
   
blood of man  
chalice'd    
leaching...

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Just a maid just sixteen
a serving girl  a go-between
upstairs and downstairs  her scene
'til love was to intervene

She so young he the master's son
a web of attraction
begun
one rainy afternoon in June

A familiar tale oft...

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Just a maid,just sixteen
a serving girl,a go-between
upstairs and downstairs ,her scene
'til love was to intervene;
She,so young,he,the master's son
a web of attraction,begun
one rainy afternoon,in June;
A familiar tale,oft told
of one so shy,the other bold,
an affair that hot...

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SINS OF THE FATHER
Just a maid,just sixteen
a serving girl ,a go-between
upstairs and downstairs,her scene
'til love was to intervene;
She,so young,he,the master' son
a web of attraction, begun
one rainy afternon,in June;
A familiar tale,oft told
of one so shy,the other...

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Inside the zareba I live in a hovel
To say live is being generous, barely surviving
On a day like today, well like most days 
A cool cave would be a pleasant alternative

I dream of a better...

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the exile
 far from the homegrown 
 this mud pile
 hidden by the hedgerow
 of old time

out West where the sun 
 sets its sore raw burnt wound
 into the ocean
 of my blues, night...

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At long last the desolate drought of parched loneliness exploded

Soaked in insatiable appetites the flood gates bathed their desire

Like starved lonely survivors they glued their deserted craving for good

Strawberry lip gloss salved their despair and...

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Love, now
With the end nearing
Of this dated form
Called mine,
You increase! (Your blessed
Virus taking firmer hold);

Ah! If all the countless
Ails of this world were
So dear…and the many
Abrasions so warmly salved
As by Your gracing,

Then would the naysayer
(Dissenter...

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