Long Slates Poems

It's been four years since I've seen so much as an insignificant mountain creek. Been overburdened with comfort, now frantic with nature withdrawals, having to settle for photos found on Google Images: emerald pine trees,...

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It's been four years since I've seen so much as an insignificant mountain creek. I've been overburdened with comfort, now frantic with nature withdrawals and having to settle for photos found on Google Images: emerald...

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do you live in an empire like i, that
denies its adults the right to use drugs 
that it can’t control & in the same breath,
fills its children full of “medications” 
deemed appropriate by psycho****ingmaniacs 
who...

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When the school reopened in June,
And we settled in our new desks and benches.

Gone are the days
When we queued up in book depot,
And got our new books and notes.

Gone are the days
When we wanted two...

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...He attitude was amusing to me
so I just laid back and watched he dress,
she seemed so damn angry with herself
over a night of athletic sex,
never have I seen a person so vexed.
She just stormed angrily...

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This is a poem about the University city of Cambridge in the UK , although I have only been there a few times , I decided to write a poem about it. Lord Bryon one...

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An infinity of night for us to burn in our love.
You, my love, a beauty within a silver spotlight.
I shall drown in your beautiful eyes forever,
never to leave the reflection of all my desires,
the queen...

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...This happened when we were undergrads,
but then in his graduate studies
when he was working towards a career
that was entwined with biology,
he was working with a group that sought
to raise up the national IQ,
and then Charlie,...

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Upon the day when I was new
You held me at your breast,
And from that day love did accrue
For both I do attest.

You brought me to a place unknown
With slates of painted wood,
Where cheerful circus themes...

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gone r the days
when the school reopened in june
& v settled in our new desks & benches.

gone r the days
when v queued up in book depot
& got our new books & notes.

gone r the days
when...

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Twilight downs the sun as dreams appear on the screen of sleep

Slips into the subconscious realm and trips a few fuses in slumber

Adapts and clears clutter and narrates and alters the story in kind

Strips and...

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BEFORE THE COCKCROW 

late at night, struggling with my heavy eyes
On my delicate eye lids it lands , the natural sleep
It is dark, quiet , a little dry
The moment a pin drop sounds loud like...

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the street taught me how to name myself ,
how to make life miserable to people with arms and weapons around my neck and hands. 
how to call a knife a spade and 
a spade; a...

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Dear People,
         All units of space and time, in this place, it’s time, to unite in oasis as the one true human race!-Arrive. Together, Awaken in stasis;...

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Daily Poetry #37, March 6, 2017
Word: Paper

Just like my swirling mind, a blank sheet of paper,
Sits in front of me, the smooth waves intimidating me. 
There's not a single mark yet, as my imagination hasn't...

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They sit gossiping 
around on chairs
Under shady walnut
Sh! Sh! Backbiting! 
Abusing! Loud laughing…
having fun!
A proud young man 
newly appointed
Abused his pupils in 
anger
When I in innocence 
interrupted him
And reminded of his 
class,
For the poor pupils...

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I.
The Nazarene child
was a rose gold jewel,
set against an astral backdrop
that blazed through harvest’s chafe
with the intensity of a
supernova in tumult

II.
Before his advent,
we were salt
with no zest,
trampled upon
by the feet of men,

III.
Upon our
first encounter,
the beloved...

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Dawn comes upon me lingering 
at the edge of a new day.  
Watching it pull shadows from their beds, 
stumbling out on wobbly legs, 
tall as trees walking; slates seen 
between peach coloured hues...

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We have to believe in something completely intangible.
Something unseen, heard and only fathomed.
Greater than ourselves, more important than agendas.
The one true anomaly that heals.

It is in this that we are comforted
Our, "It's ok", the cliches...

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give it away
give it all
all for what
all for nothing
nothing you bet
nothing yil get
get out there quick
get lost in a ditch
ditch ya wife
ditch ya dog
dog won’t miss ya
dog'll piss ya
ya think yiv got it down
ya haven’t...

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                             Abandoned Love


Wild, natural, without care you...

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Mama Africa,
How long shall you suffer and cry?
How long shall your heart bleed in anguish, struggle and try?
Forged with the brilliancy of a well-cut jewel,
Today, you rust, your tears overflowing and can't even be wiped...

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Tromsø

Your shiny streets, subdued footsteps, silent, snow -softened cars.
Plumply-padded pavements. Shuddering snow slips from the roof slopes above. 
Words softly spoken – hushed - heated words make slush. 
People stay indoors, behind the swish of...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Twelve

As one solstice surrenders its last gasp of warmth to winter
The Lady of the Lake’s icy grip tightened over her
Still yon Dreamer of the Deep blew smoky wisps...

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