Long Smouldered Poems

Living With A Myth

How dares one to speak of disability and live with it to tell the story narrate 
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Made in Neonazia

Life wrote you and I this poem on a sunny day of watching
penguin’s colonies bathing on the beaches near Cape Town 
A splendid display of harmony of sun ocean and tourist attraction
warm sand...

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CHAPTER 3c continued 


Till he happened to encounter 
A much stronger river hunter
Hideous Jurassic lizard
Pulled him down with no returning
 
Other crocodiles converging
Made straight lines like silver arrows
Churned and twisted in the water
Then the other three turned...

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Chapter 12d (The Fireflower cont.)

As they held their breath and waited 
For a flame to catch the fire flowers 
Finally a smoky ribbon
Drifted upwards from the petals
 
Gradually the flowers smouldered
And a filmy smoke ascended
With an aromatic odour
As...

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Eastern Front Anger

The tiled oven exploded smoke and debris was strewn
everywhere in the room which had been untidy
before plasticine animals went up into flames
before authoritarian anger banged and exploded 
before I knew what anger and...

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When times are good friendship blossoms
It fragrances all about
The sweet perfume of love
Let’s all about know
That no ill-will can see the light of day

Animosity can however set in quickly
Like a fast blowing wind
The sand castle...

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Brendan ain’t ‘Able’

The teacher preached that we are all ‘different but similar and 
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(Up-Tempo Shuffle)


VERSE A

Each war of personalities
Within your crowded soul
Reaps a gasp of mystery
Anticipated - anticipated ...

But just a flash of golden-green
One sweetened liquored gaze
I'm on a slope that's slippery
Intoxicated - intoxicated - oh


CHORUS 1

I drink...

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Why did we anyway?

Never thought id write a poem for you
Walking from the guest house in the pouring rain
Just to get to share a drink
You wouldn’t have walked if you hadn’t wanted to
You could have...

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Fumbling for my lighter I saw you: 
unlit cigarette awaiting illumination. 
I smiled - appealing for enlightenment, 
and you came to my rescue, igniting 
my interest with a spark of ardour. 

You struck the match...

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Dear Ezra, 
Violets are blue, roses are red, 
i hate you and wish you were dead. 

You have spilt my blood and called me 
Names, 
But you have always though it was a game, 
Ive...

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DELINEATION OF BEAUTY

Mary, you might not be the mother of Jesus 
but you murder other beauty cos you're gorgeous.
Just like Annabella, your hair resonates
with the book character & beautifies my sonnets.
Your lashes slashes the aches...

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All of a sudden, the town sort of changed,
As though the years had heaped all their dust in one go,
Reshaping the atmosphere and structure,
Erecting a darker, more feral architecture.

I sat on a bench in the...

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Towns lay in ashes as soldiers marched to the sound of defeat

Clowns mocked surrender and wiped mascara off sooty cheeks

Frowns disguised shrapnel of eyeshadows in languishing tears

Gowns shredded doubts and hope when a bugle blessed...

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When the repellant acid rain came,
the silica image gloomed darkly
into sobbing disintegration

Embers of flickering hope
smouldered deep in the heart of despair
Passion dying to be re-ignited,
only sparked
a saline immolated tearful incineration

Distance was a skeleton key,
overcoming temporal...

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a carvery the sadistical it plough the salt on pewter it swords poles, rods, 
it makes that satic it means a Conan, it twilight it scourges, it raid the emcamp it ask not
a baby humanity...

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I watched her perched on a chair
a picture of loveliness
She unaware
as she ate a peach
and juice ran from the corner of her lips
down her chin
I walked over and licked
to take a sip.

She looked up at...

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Insanity was at its peak again
Humanity degraded. . . debased
Lives of fellow beings became toys
They massacred thousands
For the Holy war
They smouldered while laughing
Matchetes and cultlass were freely used
Heads roll on the street
Part of body littered...

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"One day, . . . I saw the sunset forty-four times! . . . You know—one loves the sunset, when one is so sad."
 Quote from The Little Prince 
by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

Sky, mirror of...

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and then there was nothing …


a distant echo of vacant abnegation

of purpose meaning delusion 

yet a sense of unease flooded 

nonchalant meditation

a void with no abyss 

refused to make way to Nirvana


sandalwood marched like an...

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Blue
twinges
of lament
cast gaunt shadow
o’er my dreadful  pang
as a grim mist segued
into dark claustrophobic
cantons where rabid zeal of hearts
once smouldered from magma’s deep red vein
Yet I cling to golden dawn recall
of lazy strolls in lush...

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Serenading you with my sincerity
assembling praises in your name
your one glance falls in place 
a thousand emotions it resurrects.

Dawn is the new dusk
you pretend and wave it off
but the beauty in it 
like an elephant...

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I walked through a fire
It scorched and it licked
But my heart remains soft now
All the charcoal bits flicked

What remains is just sadness
At the thought of all loss
Though the flames served a purpose
Burned away all the...

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What recently smouldered
now grips to my shoulders
a prickled and frosty forepain,
a pre-emptive breath
while selectively deaf
to the gut contradicting the brain.

No plural demise
from oceanic eyes
could drown my heart ablaze,
my will shall not bend
while I share with...

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i hate a night as this
minutes turning as the fan
slow and back again
metronomic 
lives slipped past each other
spotlights on dark water
arc light dimming
tenebrous
murmured civilities
faucalized voices
whispers in a wine glass
monosyllabic
days years months
rusting like old coins 
forgotten...

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