Long Snorts Poems

Yet at this very moment the cathedral was crumbling
down upon the cries of foresaken refugees, 
the monastery's walls wobbling from war's wreckage, 
and as the black bursts billowed into sun drenched brutality
with the bodies of...

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As dawn unfolds today beyond my fractured windowpane,
a breeze beguiles the ashen drapes. Like snakes they slip aside,
revealing wanton worlds that race and run aground, insane,
immersed in scenes obscene that savants strive to mask and...

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flirting with fire blowin it up in the most earnest desire
 her perfume was led to basement blues remove those shoes
 bask in the news then you will se a falsified game of reality
 in...

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"Nightstar"

As amber rays wane with their task done,
The melting of the rainbow, pleasing Mr. Sun,
Setting colours free across a canvas, blue,
To paint a new marvel, a mix of every hue,
It's a grand display at the...

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I walk the roads of countryside
To get back home at night
I keep my feet on well worn path
The full moon is my light

I move along with hurried pace
My heart beats like a drum
A fear inside...

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Tension personified:that's me.
Apart, my world soon would fall:
Family, friends, work, life.
Was that the grim reaper's call?

I was feeling so down on luck
that sadness would look at me, & smile.
Why can't my miseries just leave,
leave me...

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tight thoughts toil,
as threads in head uncoil
ideas plaited, intent's tug
escort through dilate pupils.
umbrella lashes shady look
was all it took-
inception outspooked
at artful spirit's raid, 
inkling's snapline birth
twine in tensile mind, 
sprinkling notion's seeds.
Small things become divine.

...

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Leong's watching TikTok on her laptop (as always) and she asks Lisa (an NYC girl) “Are you familiar with the the “downtown girl” aesthetic?”
Lisa’s dismissive, “Yeah, it just looks like Urban Outfitters grunge to me.”
Leong...

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Loving life hid beneath rim of cool ceramic bowl
Tree frog claimed proud place, toilet's homely hole
Enamoured by his simple palace making stance
I bend to peer at his green grip toe stick, entranced

My ordinary admonished by...

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*Image of Child Sad Suffering provided by Pixabay.

Not Of This Earth
Poetic Form: Narrative

Asymmetric mistrals warp speckled vaporous pallidness toward rhythmless voids. Obviates an evacuating azure as a midday star pivots to a twilight qualm. Numinous...

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She walks gingerly back to the pride, 
sensing something’s not right,
Dropping her kill upon the grass, 
greeting party’s nowhere in sight,
My cubs my beautiful cubs, calls them, 
but only silence echoes back,
Smelling the air desperately,...

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I’m just bunny, 
with a hop so funny, 
who’s hungry and needing a carrot-
so I flop and plop down on my seat 
and bugging me is a purple ferret.
Wanting to know what I wish, 
he...

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Hey blokes…do you really know what life is…?
Like living in the ghetto…any memories of Soweto…?
Maybe you can’t…make me a chant…
Yes…I know…because I grow…
In the streets…where my feet…
Would meet…the dead…and the underfed…
Where food variety was scarcity…like...

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When the night wind changes course
sending breezes from the north,
when farmer's fields lie brown and fallow
and empty ropes swing from the gallows,
when children's faces are drawn and gaunt
and earth-bound spirits wail and haunt,
when eagles scan...

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Ashes,
Black, gritty, sooty signs
Painted on the foreheads
Of humanity parading about.
My thumb would be black
For several days following
The signing of so many foreheads,
The dark soot engrained
Within my right thumb print.

Ash Wednesday is a magnet
That draws people,...

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Tis' the age of twitter
and sharing social status
Often quite bitter 
that tech apparatus
                      ...

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Watching the TV coverage
Of the great government shut down 
Of 2018-2019 

I am reminded of a movie
As I fall asleep
Listening to the TV
 
Blather on and on
About what it all means
 
Mr. Natural pops up
And...

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My husband’s eyes are tearing up! Yes, it’s that time of year!
The doggie moss just keeps creeping, everywhere my dear.
Wherever does it come from? It seems to keep eluding me, for sure.
As it constantly creeps...

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1..A rusty door-nail leaks a drying crust.
2..The taint of copper pennies.
3.Salt licking the scars of the unhealed.
4..A sunset burning dry corn.
5.Eyes bruised by anger.
6.Lips cut by stinging words.
7.Money burning holes in red letter days.
8.A fledglings...

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8 cups of shredded cabbage
5 cups of chopped kale
4 cups of shredded cooked pork (pork roast)
15 peeled and parboiled potatoes( cooked about 20 minutes in salted water)
1 one quart can of peeled tomatoes(drained)
10 slices of...

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Ah, ‘Love’! a lover’s repeated mantra!
I see me mutter it, just now, very now.
Sigh I high, a busy, burning furnace,
scrolling lines with aching, grieving woes;
she, a charmed worm, wriggles, snorts,
while floating on a fluffy, velvety...

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I never thought it’s something I’d live to see……I’m not sure whether to be happy or sad
But today it finally happened to me…I turned into my dad.

We are supposed to welcome the good traits…we inherit...

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out on the street faces to meet
tricks for a screw a parting few
the mixmaster or the tumbleweed
a careless deed

heroin took my next of kin
let me be the first to begin again
She works on the dock...

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Froth
           by Odin Roark

Come
Be my operator
Me your camera

Medium shot
Lower Manhattan sidewalk café
He in Armani suit accented with Ferragamo tie
She with Jimmy Choo and Prada outfit
Both...

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(not really, but just wanted
to get your attention.)

Thus "NOT FAKE," but
poetic quasi true anecdote
infused fictionalized
by this ole goat
with prevarication
to enliven of no note
characteristic, and certainly
not worth quote

ting - for any future
reference material, imp poet
tent to...

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