Long Scavenged Poems

Stars fall under failing skies...stars fall...stars fall...
And sadly...i start to drive.
Through the unremarkable village with its tall 
Georgian Bay window panes, lightless,
devoid of visages; outwardly staring back at my 
Abject countenance with detached contempt and...

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I.

In the beginning was the Single Stroke Roll—
left-right, left-right, the primordial heartbeat
of existence itself, each alternation a binary choice
between being and non-being, the eternal paradiddle
of consciousness striking against the drumhead of reality.

Listen: the Buzz Roll...

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I will tell the tale of what happened then,
how ruin came upon this world of men,
what we did to fight it, and how that worked,
what we can do now to escape this hurt.

There’s not many...

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The first today.
The first in some time now.
Beneath the strained and toughened husk of tissue,
a heart given shape by the corregated cardboard armature scavenged and rigged together in haste for the sake of offspring.

Years pass,...

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It's about time we talk of ruins.
So, let us talk, for you never know,
How long ears of hope will remain receptive.

Your lips are missing, and your kisses fall,
Like ripe plums and tint my confession,
Like coffee...

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As mortal veils dissolved, our bodies merged in the ossuary's somber symphonies, two mistress awakened by the velvet-wrapped cadavers, our disinvested hands tracing syllabic patterns across the olive verdure of our skin, as maelstroms of...

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HE: I felt so alive for a minute there. 
The moonlight struck your face.
Beauty fired my senses, arousing.
SHE: Tell me, I need to know you care.
HE: What will that tell you, what will it mean?...

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i dreamt
i moved into a apartment
with an old brick wall
and its decaying face
the old light hanging from a thread
swings on the open breeze
from the window
time seems to slow down to a crawl
so i can see...

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On many long, drawn out nights, his routine was to
shuffle aimlessly along dimly lit city streets.
Much of the time, his only companion was a
concealed remnant of cheap bottled wine. He
scavenged for food and money. He...

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Holy Georgina
Mother of Regina
Pray for me in this sanctified arena
That I may escape your Hurricane Katrina

With your scintillating fingers around my oesophagus
How do I stop your wind and take a breather?

Maybe it was I that...

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The child, the crow and the old man

A solitary crow on stilted tree was perched
An ugly black bird with beady eyes that searched
For carrion across the shady contoured scape
Where glimpsed a bent and shadowy shape

A...

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Trodden down and beaten out,
That is me for you and whole of the world.
While inside me I still shout,
"Wait to see my rage unfurled". 

Since long have I been messed and marred,
Raped, ravaged, killed and...

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He spent the night seeking the smoke of the lucky
for the things once known:
the warm bed, the place to shower, the cup of hot coffee
and the things unknown.
He wandered deeper into the city where the...

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Like the mediaeval skirmish, defeat with stale dismay
Adjacent to every dwelling the silent donor plague;
Masquerades of scarlet doom as those who pass away
Unhygienic circumstance with umpteen reasons vague.

Black Death buboes mystery and evil stench of...

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(inspired by "Gifts of the Most High" by G Alan Johnson.)

The crows know me, and I, in their untamed glares,
and wild, accepting, onyx eyes find a solace.

No need for ID, for they’ve been watching me,
my...

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The honesty of kin, childhood, the win
to have it all, the prize, the goal,
a Mother's prayer, the senseless maul,
somewhere within my reach, still small!

The hot wheel, faded, paintless steel
within my hand ~ my heart did...

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Back from the Dead.
I viewed others lives through a telescope
For far too many lost years
For I, lived in limbo
Gave up hope
Tried to climb a slippery slope
I know what darkness is
It's a place in hell
I know
Only...

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Cast out and ashamed

People did not mention her name

She roamed the streets

Scavenged to eat

In a judgemental world

That saw her as weak

For loving someone that she shouldn't

And though she was cast out he was allowed

To carry...

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When Heidi Klum


Only the secrets of nights enveloping
Could hear the whisper
Heavy breath gasping
Heady whimper murmuring

The lover’s touch
A purring black panther 
Set all at once to devour her
In tender mouthfuls
Of the Teutonic fruit

The flush of blond
And...

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HE     LEAVES   FOR   THE    LEAVES

Leave   work? Then I want to  be dazzled by  the  crop
Of fall trees  still...

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The howling of the lone gray wolf
His fingerprint sound waves
Reaches out to his alpha female
And to enemies like staves

His hunt unfruitful this night 
No ungulates found alive
Few scavenged tidbit pieces
Barely enough to survive

His alpha mate...

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I'm a carnivore who craves the taste of meat
and yet, I can't kill anything. It just isn't within me.
Until now, all of my protein has been provided in great variety,
all pre slaughtered and butchered and...

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A loss of ambition, 
The gradual loss of motion, 
Chained down by a comfort addiction, 
Through messages in bottles I can display emotion, 
Ballads of personal insecurities and holy benedictions, 
Yet for all of my...

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Several small visitors came today.

Arriving one by one
   they gathered on the back of the worn cushions 
of the aging tattered lawn chair
   shaking off the cold drops of rain upon...

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The shell remains, picked clean by
Hungry vultures, ravenous with greed-
Eyes, gouged out, now vacant in their stare.

Raw morsels of choice bits and parts,
Unsparingly stripped or torn away, and
Soft gutted vitals furtively devoured,
Totally filled the needs...

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