Long Soothsayer Poems

“Beloved Femme Fatale”


Musk and Neroli satin skin spoons
Naked feet ‘neath The Pillars of Petra
She towers majestic above you, colours your grey skies
You are worshipping her on your knees
What does it matter, anymore? Before your eyes,...

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He was left to face life hurdles
He feels left out by life 
He keeps calling her name out loud 
He didn't hear her call

What does life have to say 
Life gave no apology 
She didn't...

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I always said tether to the void
Not any idealistic reason or choice
Now suspended I know why I’ve been devoid
Because how can one speak with an inside voice
Where no one can hear you outside yourself
Dawn of...

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I'm not sure how it all began, 
When this soothsayer became heroic to some.
As he molded a story of greatness,
Against what our nation has now become.

Those that listened were mesmerized by his fable,
As he wove...

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"The Queen's Slippers - Part 2"




There goes my heart
with bags packed
no turning back
or final wave
seated hooded next to huntsman
innocent, gauche, temperamental
There will come a time
to save,
but save oneself
on this dark road,
one must -
There will come...

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Words. Have you ever wondered 
where they come from? 
No, I don't mean their etymology, 
rather where in the brain do they spring from? 
Thoughts come, and then go, leaving no traces of their passing;...

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I walked down the stage with moisture in my faces and a subtle smile on which everyone could rely. I held on to the uncompromising truth that could not be denied from my youth. ...

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You are such a beautiful headache;
 so hard to get rid of.
My body wishes you would leave,
 but there's no cure to ward you off

Yet,your face is like a drug;
 one look, & my troubles...

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             Your judgments have me grinning.
Don't pretend you were immune 
from the Avarice of Pride.

Which you delved past cover packet 
into the gutworm...

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At the beginning of my shift at Like Home Inclusive Care,  I always check in on Miss Rosa first. I usually check her vitals and get her ready for her breakfast.
She was one of...

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Brutus Iulius Trois page 02

Where Trojans are there will be Troy
In Hesperia  the elder cousins the new Dardanoi 
the sons of Silvanus Dardanus shall inherit
and Lavinia's bloodline shall dwindle down  
caught by a...

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El Presidente don’t Tennessee 
nothing bad coming,
tho’ the global orbitals
saw viral things very differently

Happy talk tongue taters
do eerily 
Idaho ear mash liquor please

Delaware drunk on denial,
so Iowa unaware
that the body litmus test
is gonna crimson cost...

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Ravaged Raven

On returning from work, I always pass near the cemetery
And always find no life moving there, almost same scenery. 
But today was a different day. I stopped my car at the gate
The cawing began,...

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*readers  think of this epic as classic Latin badly translated into English.

Brutus Iulius Trois  page 1

Only the oldest among us all
can truthfully tell the tale
of the way the world was
after noble Troy fell
Priam's...

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What Fallen Apple Dare One Take Sweet Bite

What value an oracle that denies
Time and Fate both join to join, to create
rich dessert with man's miserable lies
and dish it all up on a dirty plate.

What steady...

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Like little iron-particles getting fast attracted to,
Any bit magnet: rough or rude or smooth or old or new; 
So too I got bewitched and swayed by any new action,
That in any way or form gave...

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Maradona, ice palace princess was more formidable than we knew
Her reputation was startlingly modest, said the soothsayer, Lou.
She led the dragon brigade in January, stated snowy owl, a friend.
Her army annihilated the enemy, I mean...

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Year 1488
Daring to hide it in verses and score,
Ursula Shipton predicted her scrolls would not be understood until years after her body’s release.
Read aloud by an educated nephew, almost five decades after they were protected...

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November 20th 2011,
betalbatim beach.
By Sashi Prabhu(zeauoxian).

Throttled pain and it’s come again,
All the doors kept ajar and my joys are drained.
Why it strikes me , I care to know,
The peace is gone and the pain seems...

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Oh, Ravi Varma, you are a legend! 
When I look at this Indian postage stamp 
(brought out in your honour),
a miniature of your self-portrait 
with the inset of your painting 
of the legendary Damayanti 
with...

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She was born six years after Post World War One.
It was the first morning of May that she beat the blazing sun.

She was a beautiful honey color, with light brown eyes, and cold black hair.
However,...

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“Beware the ides of March”.  
Thus the Soothsayer portends Calpurnia’s dreams 
Made real, blood staining Roman streets.

“Stay in touch”.
Parting words, soft spoken with questioning 
Gaze. What portent is this? Are my dreams
To shape my...

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Why worry...?

Within the same breath
yukon catastrophize and
make mountain range
out of molehill mental material
impossible to scale
even with best Sherpa as guide.

Take advice from expert
what if...worse case scenario
time and again no fiasco
never makes cerebral showdown

most horrendous debacle
defies...

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A chronological anthology
Of legends, folk lore and mythology
There’s no one called Eric
Or Ethel or Derek
For which I shall make no apology

Samson just got himself sheared
Delilah had cut off his beard
She cut off his hair
Then headed...

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Grinding to a halt his jaws clenching and crunching

Tim had tried all treatments under the sun like 

pills and the couch hypnosis even osteo-cranial touches

But his resentments would not abate his vision collapsed

‘an eye for...

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