Long Seclusion Poems

In the dark of night a wind took hold,
With powers charged to shake the sky,
By moody swings of gods up high,
Their breath alone enraged and bold.

In the dark of night history spoke,
Of a world alive...

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Perhaps infertile
incomplete
unwashed memories
of elder v younger,
Goliath v David,
crusades v communion
critical, yet part of chronic, events
speak extended family disengagement truth
to powerful dirty laundry engagement failures.

That disclaimer said,
I have two incomplete conversations
in mind and heart
and what I...

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Written 12 December 2023         
Transmutation Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Unseeking Seeker

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POTD 9th April 2018

Synopsis -
A story of selflessness without jealousy or rancor that is often evident through the ages in all walks of life, even in modern times. 

She’s a queen who sees her lover...

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When I was a boy I wanted to be Martin Luther King,
For his life sings of the strength of unconditional love,
Which can only come from above,
But when I became a man, I gave myself to...

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The Conditions of Living

Stark organisations of my observations
Respond to beauty with pure elation 
Instead of chronic devastation 
Process the abject consternation 
From contrived over-saturation 
And acute mass manipulation 
That should be in legal confiscation
Truth found...

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She Wrote To Me

My secret lover I left you 5 years ago I could not take it anymore I had 
to fill my emptiness without you since I left I would cut out my heart...

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I write…
Because my heart feels, pounding
Away, breathless, filled with enthusiasm
For the moments that bring joy, hope, peace
The wonders of a light drowning in liquid sweetness
Syrup, raining flavors of elation, imagination, inspiration
Through the feelings that bring...

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Do not vainly look in those remote
Places,
That, once, were acquainted with a 
Small part of me;                   ...

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I never told anyone how my ears reverberate in a silent room.
The whirring drone ever present, a conquistador of my private spaces.
This is my cohabitation with an industrial generator.
But I’ve graduated from the torment. 
My...

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Down by the reverie lived a lovely lady named Princess Marie. 
She stood out in a crowd and was more beautiful than the rest-
She saw things of the Kingdom that even the King couldn’t see....

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“Some Other Poet, White Iris”

When I look in the mirror what do I see?
I question existential questions and fiction, 
my eyes are the eyes of another staring back at me,
perceived through the glassy tear film...

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At the end of the world where the sea meets the sky,
there's a small strip of land where the mermaids lie.
Where they  chit and they chat, or play and have fun,
and top up their...

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I have a friend whose name is HOPE, who years ago lost his way.
Not only had he disappeared physically, but he was also going astray.          ...

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Private Residence

Sign at the gate – no solicitors –
Beyond the rosewood door sanctuary in seclusion
Untouched by hands racing round
A face framed by chimes and alarms –
Measures of mincing minutes
Exiled with suitcases packed
To astral planes of...

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When the mirror of 
               life is a gossamer film,       
 veiling v i n...

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Tuck into the public
private seclusion.

My aversion to inclusion
includes a stub, a tub,
a carelessly careful curation,
a velvet rope, a hint of hope,
a folding chair, softened and stickied 
by foam and frothing soda spills.

A not soundless though...

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Her skin is textured fabric
and a lovely pair of…odd eyes of ink
 black and sheen green.
Cherry cheeks, heavy-handed
 for his amusement.

Lips sewn to silence
just the way he likes her.
Living only through him
though she’s not alive.

Criminals...

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on this stage
 as i face the struggle within
 setting the past aside
 i've grown used to my indecent hostilities
 transfixed by the sadness of poverty 

i tire of the disappearance of life
 doing things...

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Born after freedom; I witnessed 
The 25th year Independence Day celebration
The Silver Jubilee; the country was underdeveloped,
Yet there was jubilation, happiness all over

Years went by: I grew bigger
I witnessed the 50th too:The Golden Jubilee
The country...

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Born after freedom; I witnessed 
The 25th year Independence Day celebration
The Silver Jubilee; the country was underdeveloped,
Yet there was jubilation, happiness all over

Years went by: I grew bigger
I witnessed the 50th too:The Golden Jubilee
The country...

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What happened to my boisterous boy,
      beloved keeper 
                     ...

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The Empirical Veneers of Decency and Acceptance

It’s funny how perceived intelligence 
Is not necessarily a measure of true smarts 
How the genius, the barrister and the eloquent 
Can miss the point from the very start...

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The Boatman’s Song                                ...

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Unconscious but not at rest
The heartbeat slowing in my chest
Caught inside this living dream
Unable to wake, unable to scream
Every day I wander this maze
My thoughts shrouded in smoky haze
When will I no longer see your...

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