Long Sig Poems

In The Valley Of Avalon

This day the master of my Fate
Is none of those who lead shuddering
Through mazes of wizardry,-
Nor Trachmyr the Hunstman,
Nor Tannwein the daughter of Gweir,
Nor Penpingyon the porter of the palace,
Nor the...

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I stand and watch the exodus of ants
Through sig sag tracks, they wind their way
They march like disciplined soldiers
Never deterred by hurdles on their way

Are they fleeing from an imminent danger?
Or are they on their...

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Propaganda
  
It is a cold day, no more sitting on the terrace
watching ships sailing by and dreaming of the old days.
With little to do, I watched on Netflix about the making of the Nazi...

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Autumn draws closer day by day
From far is heard 
The screeching of a lone bird
Voicing its dismay aloud
Over the impending fall
Here the moss scrawls 
Ugly pictures on the bark of trees 
Where black spiders weave...

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eli & oskar

fullända ett band mellan två individer
de går ut i natten
de har varandras sällskap skull och
kön, som belastning som kan förstöra så många
helt enkelt inte in i denna ekvation ---
hon ger honom med sin...

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Jy by die see 

In my drome sien ek ‘n duidelike beeld
Van jou en hoe jy wandel langs die see
en die aandwind huil alweer verveeld
net voor die eerste ster sy glimlag gee

Donker kaalvoet spore sink...

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I was a young adolescent,in love with Sig,
To me he was bigger than Big.
For him I had an insatiable crave'n.
Knew him so well,his sweet li'l maven.
Day after day,hour after hour.
I am weak and succumb to...

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I was a young adolescent,in love with Sig,
To me he was bigger than Big.
For him I had an insatiable crave'n.
Knew him so well,his sweet li'l maven.
Day after day,hour after hour.
I am weak and succumb to...

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Oh, beauty so soft and so clear
like a cloud in heaven's skies
as such beauty were ever too see
me in a loving way
my world would become clear,
like a crystal diamond.

My heart would skip beats
as I would...

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Hey there fella,
Listen up real fine
I'm gonna blast ya
With this slammin rhyme

You said I be trippin 
Cuz i can't show my love
Well you still be creepin
With that itsy package you shove 

Go back and give...

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Throw songs in dry sand
or fight  mount Washington.
Image a parrot’s tongue and
fingers leaf five at once:
that’s at least four lost
and there’s no saliva

at all

the corridor tiles a chair
wheels a common nut
to the local john
one...

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