Long Spillage Poems

I saw a man die who took a stance
I saw he just wanted to give peace a chance

I saw the boycotts and the embargoes
I saw trafficking in human cargos

I saw hedge funds, junk bonds, oil...

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CAUTION: 
the contents of this coffee cup may be HOT 
please be careful not to burn yourself or others 
the contents may also be wet 
spillage may result in slipping hazards 
the shorting out of...

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Written: April 12, 2024

Rumi Quote: "I am an ark in the swift flood of time, and my companions, a fellowship. Who throws in with us sails into light"

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I've read several modern day prophets,
some green naturalists
others more ultra-violet spiritual,
a few indigenous,
the occasional zealot.
All diversely agree in predicting
we are not post-millennially
and trans-millennial here together
by accident.

Both you,
and us,
co-incidentally co-present,
hoping and praying for and against each...

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Pity my city
I pity my city there is no dignity in this city
There is no justice no freedom
Street children in a locked hall, shocking
County council overworking
The city must be clean so some humans are garbage
Some...

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Oooh now then. Oh just wow. A scarlet salivating sentinel sentiment is wafting air at that door. Blowing. Blowing is not bubbling so do not count powder puffs or smoke globules that radiate sideways. It...

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the combustion of combinations of created

An angle of a candle in a demi flux should not be mistaken for tooth floss, cherry pickers, or ironing boards. For the numerous numbers of numerals note noticeable nuances...

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Trying to figure you out is like living in the Ice Age,
My love for you is like a dream escapade.
Tears dropping are more constant than a Tsunami,
Us together is like a cat and mouse game.
Emotions...

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Second Home by Rob Barratt

An escape from the rat race. 
Life lived at a slower pace
An idyllic setting they won’t be letting
The cottage slumbers , 
Like the electricity meter numbers
It’s early March. 
The house is...

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The Godliness of Adoption is...
Or is it not?
 …A beautiful spring sprung floret of rose. A rose brought home from humanity's colorful garden of trust? Yet, it was not all that long ago when each...

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A  fertile wind  lures a petting call
from the bull who  will swim the Lough.
Immortality lurks within its perfume
of dynasty and a future king.

The scent of tomorrow makes love extinct
for our genes are...

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Second Home by Rob Barratt

An escape from the rat race. 
Life lived at a slower pace
An idyllic setting they won’t be letting
The cottage slumbers , 
Like the electricity meter numbers
It’s early March. 
The house is...

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Write !


Some madness banter of insanity
is pulling at my thoughts
spilling effulgent
in giant verbs and huge marching nouns
collecting snippets as it walks
stomping on flowers
and mushing liquid the paints of images
swirls captivated
with great toed boots

I can hear...

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"I did not but see her passing by, and yet I will love her until I die."
                  ...

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My mind changes like the weather 
Whether I have clouds or sunshine
I never feel allowed to invest ones mind
I better see how I can slow down time
Hyperbolic time chamber in my design
Subliminal messages that’ll nullify...

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Soldiers in the line of fire,
we're mic for hire,
we're for the cash or die
so all kneel to the poetic sire,

It's the black king from the goddess
plantin' cash seeds in the garden of loot,
It's the moment...

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Global warming is a warning.........

Mother earth is faltering due to global warming
Today man –made chemicals causing ozone depletion
Thousands of species becoming extinct due clearing of rain forest
Poisonous gases and spillage emitted daily from factories and...

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Yesterday,
Yes. May, 1956,
The liquid black gold formed the beginning of greatness
In Oloibiri and later in the entire Niger Delta communities.
Today, we are drinking from the rivers polluted by oil spillage,
Many of us regret being a...

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It feels like eons
      since you threw me to the wolves.
Still I bared my teeth
   and for every drop
      of life's blood that...

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Gladly the rag falls dead beside the kitchen sink,
Grey and brown with coffee grounds and spillage,
Dripping pensive ochre on the rim,
Sombrely it slipped over the brink
And stank of rape and pillage.
Handmaid of the sweat shop...

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In my hand the ink drips, commotional emotions at large , patches has failed. Nails and swords, pierce the hearing ear, fussed drops of lethal dose, push me to the edge, for adrenaline chokes my...

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In my hand the ink drips, commotional emotions at large , patches has failed. Nails and swords, pierce the hearing ear, fussed drops of lethal dose, push me to the edge, for adrenaline chokes my...

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In my hand the ink drips, commotional emotions at large , patches has failed. Nails and swords, pierce the hearing ear, fussed drops of lethal dose, push me to the edge, for adrenaline chokes my...

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Leaping over nettle bushes,to clear becks and streams
picking fruit from orchid trees, children in our element and dreams.
Building dens in rainy woods,our warmth and shelter clear
raindrops dripping from oak leafs,like a shedding tear.

Swaying cornfields upon...

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Uncomplicated me
I thought I was coloured blind
free thinking and kind
with an evolved mind
Loving and accepting 
of the ones I find

Yet my blindness 
Is that of privilege
I'm just a visitor
in the Global village
From my narrow thin...

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