Long Sparred Poems

Three cousins played a “game’ of war
A map of Europe spread across the floor
No adults there to keep the score
As each of them wanted more and more

Three of four empires lay upon that map
As they...

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The strong gust of wind was cut off from its source; a frigid early spring blast that swept across a lofty mountain range, high above British Columbia.

It then encircled one of the lesser peaks and...

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With feet rooted into the bones of the Earth,
the old man squatted on his heels and began his work.
He lifted his saw and placed it on top of a block of hardwood.
And then he began...

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The last trailing tendril filaments
of moon beams nocturnally trace
fashion an illusory gilded chariot Ark,
whence upon celestial runners,
the approach of dawn's early light
illuminated terrestrial space
which nebulous solar city flanges
revisited since time millennial
hubbub of human race
nsync with...

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I stare at the world through slats in the blind
Which are partly obscuring the dazzle at times
There's nothing particular to spot there today
As even the birds seem to have all flown away

But once in a...

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Akin a tumbleweeds  
aimlessly blowing in the wind
umlaut punctuation 
courtesy of let herd Mother Nature 
nsync with markie mark, 

(or other faux nuke heads 
on silent auction 
ajudicating bidding chopping block) 
or getting sparred...

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Written: September 1st, 2023                              
Star-Crossed Lovers...

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A turning point with
advantage of 20/20 hindsight
identifies severe dislocation
birthing emotional plight
intervening years since psyche wrenched
by rather innocuous event at first sight

exaggerated haunting shadows
sparred illuminated by dim backlight,
now conviction hammered home startdate
coffin unwittingly nailed airtight
death of...

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Author's suggestion - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4jALL1_KdN8 - as you read
            Don't forget to continue to "23 Stones Part 2" 

I built this path, I laid these...

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My wife and I were born only a few months apart,
I was older than her...so you know from whence I start.

When I was turning 50 she gave me some grief,
I didn't feel old, yet she...

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the argument started like the lighting of a fuse
embers of an ongoing conflict spanning years &
the fact remains, at this age, neither of these family members need see each other any more unless they choose...

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By Kalyani Rajalingham

I have sought hungrily with heart and mind,
For beauty divine that eyes never touched,
Like a blind man devoid of dupes of illusion,
Whose sweet visions meet his heart’s expectancy,
 I have starved for beauty...

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And when I learned that you died
How can I describe
The empty
Empty
Empty

You were my boxer in the night
Sparred with you 
About every aspect of
Life

My secret tonic
Made everything
Feel alright
Got me through it all
All the frustrations
Disappointments of 
Life

And...

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pitty the pretty for making easy things seem so hard
feel sorry for the senorita left unceremoniously scarred
have empathy for the sister whose life is a symphony askew
have sympathy for the woman who believed the lies...

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Guess Who She Is?

Found her in some smooth flowing shower
Where each morning God gave her the power
To write awesome poems and oh so great
So in her shower she wanted to celebrate.

Soap was slowly getting into...

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He the heir of ding a-ling
Not to proclaim again 
The universe; below the belt of lonesome theme 
Nothing like Euripedes scale?
Warriors! Abide no more!
Let him hear! By anothers winter's tale!
Let him speak! 
Verbalize his own...

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In plain sight I hide, behind a flesh wall:
concealing my true identity, 
From my own flesh and blood
Willfully Forced from fatherhood
Through Adulterous Consummation:
A Daughter the result
Fearing grave consequence 
If her real "Dad" found out
Suffering as...

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We used to eat most dinners together.
Then we grew up and moved along.
Only gathering on holidays.
Some years later, most ate alone.

There are less of us every year.
Some are too ancient to travel.
Others have sparred with...

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Their one lone cow has broken down the fence;
we see her trundling down the dusty lane.
Milo's mind remembers 'bout the milking.

Dad's face, a fiery-red,  storms from the shed
where feisty kittens spat and sparred o'er...

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WHEN HE COMES CRYING

I fear the dead breakages memories
He was a shadow who rejected me
When mother was swiming alone
Shut up and shed tear

Clear your mind and pray
When done
Come again with a pleading heart
Maybe mother shall...

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