Long Shadowland Poems

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Lost In the Mists Parts I - IV

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Just suppose – a hierarchy rules this shadowland
Pulls the strings of governments, not walking hand in hand
Amend our constitutions, to suit their future plans
Throw Christians to the lions, as Lucifer demands

Just suppose – this world...

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I had named my verbose parrot Sunny, as he filled my world with sunshine;
For when someone truly touches the heart, you often must give some sign.

I habitually called him 'Sun' for short, and we had...

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self proclaimed er calculating polymath
no win tent to kindle, 
  or spark hay8 full ire rate wrath

juiced whiling away 
  the early evening hour hath
horror hived this february 
  twenty second, nah...

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 Shadowland 

Chained to the addiction of tempting Fate 
What if I told you that my life was once like yours?
Torn between love and hate
A shadow silhouette lurking between life and death
Fuelled by an emptiness...

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Greys, Part IV

Grey is sombre, but not hopeless
In grey is our suspension
Between unclear alternatives
In greys we form our judgements
And divide What Is from What May Be.

Listen, Listen, Listen -
To the tired sounding of the winds
Announcing...

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From predawn birth, you dwell alone,
Preferring deep shadowland over light.
So much easier to conceal what is shown,
Nascent ember forelimbs that daunt your sight.

With growth in undying murk, and wings in flames
In brilliant reds, yellows, golds...

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In the shallow mist of morning
On a dim and dowdy street
A child with a hunger
Has a moldy bite to eat

A dirty-double dumpster
Is a desperate dive indeed
For a sad and sorry youngster
With an empty place to...

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The grey oppresses;
surrounded by fog,
 I traverse this shadowland;
Dorothy in reverse,
stuck in this land of monochrome
Xerox grayscale in 2-D.
Hoping it is but a dream,
valiantly, I stroke in Technicolor
Only to see it erased, again
It is no...

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What do children dream of when they go to sleep at night
and do their hearts beat faster when the world is out of sight
do they dream of Christmas or a birthday yet to come
of happy...

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In The Shadowland

In the Shadowland , where heartache and sorrow reign supreme,
 "darkness of pain" marches in ever gloomy fields
 with misery galloping and splashing in widely tragic streams
 blues stirring the worries to ever...

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We enjoyed ourselves, 
We had a few laughs, 
You never knew this, 
But i love you, 

The day you left my tears began to come, 
I couldn't bear to see you're coffin shut, 
You weren't...

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Not a whisper, nor a word, 
Just one day in the fall
A brief moment in time,
where that moment, interred,
is now kept, as my own
in a frame on the wall.

Stirring my soul,
in soft shades of charcoal,
that...

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The Anguish 

An old memory inhabits the shadowland 
she had a headache, doctors made tests, yes, her case was fatal
After the funeral, her sister arranged coffee and cakes
and sandwiches.
Relatives eyed the furniture and her many...

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the sun 
low in the sky
yearns for a leap into night
as shadows squeeze their way into bedrooms
like shapeless dragons
for children
cocooned to an early bed
staging thoughts like puppet plays
on a wall terrain
of mossy caverns or whispering...

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