Long Splicing Poems

Spiritual Mahjong
Your Move Lord

Is there a God?
A benevolent entity.
An eternal presence presiding over me.
A creator, watching and observing.
All knowing.
Is my end determined and conclusive before it begins, before I begin?
If so, then to what purpose...

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“The Splice of Life”



When colour 
was to be 
washed out
of the world 

the evil ones 
didn’t care

the Actor led 
with his 
Dementors 
either side of him

Laundry, 

they resolved 
to be the best 
pristine method 
for...

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You think your life's so rushed?
You've never been literally flushed,
or frozen and really crushed.
I've been through all a thousand times,
maybe more if you read between the lines.
My names 'Rob' and i'm a raindrop,
how my journey...

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She headed up the stairs                    
as John closed the front door,
heading out for the evening run.
She...

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Contrary to popular myth, Einstein did NOT reject the existence of Time, but he did reject the differences of its elements, stating that "the distinction between past, present and future is only a stubbornly persistent...

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A cosmic clash of epic force
Split Tiamet like brittle thread
Nibiru hugged its distant course
Propelling moons to gnaw and shred

Kingu marveled at what was formed
Asteroids shed from that vast orb
The watery giant was transformed
Leveling as third...

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He's a disgrace to the Red Duster someone said:
                    
      ...

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I’ve heard it said . . . our future is in peril and deadly danger
Those close to us are listening, to the whispers of a stranger
The Word of God lies hidden, in the depths of...

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Neither the clang of swords, nor the rattle of guns
Nor the devastating drop of bombs nor bomber’s motion
But a hush-hush research in quiet laboratory in a far corner
Producing mass-killing virus to infect and spread afar
To...

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The Saint John River rolls along 
Under skies of baby blue, 
Touching lives of country folk 
Just the way it used to do 
Before the war to better times, 
When steamboats churned and church bells...

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Image if one will, a field where paper roses grow,
Each color an emotion, it's variations symbolic to 
Feeling felt, and yet expressed.
Compositions of love letters, shaped into delicate
Blossoms, growing or dieing within the fragile human
Heart.
A...

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I stoked every fire echoing into the mouth of arthritis?
A rhyming balm develops epileptic quasar fear?
If so, will he enter arbitration “Sold Out”?
Sleep wills She to cocoon beside you, Artemis?
Resplendent fallow flowers ecstasy coriander?
Do we...

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Rosy rains still keep dapping on me, rippling into me, trickling in me  
My sentiment and sentimentality set into sediment like descending haze
Settled, stagnated, then crystalized into concrete and constant gaze
Gaze from adrift to...

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Craving to flush my vast worries downstream
Memory filters the sludge from the cream
Clutching too tightly to that curdling knot
Such a rancid batch is far from supreme
The only constant is change it would seem
Life springs anew...

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FEAR THE SQUEAK

Once when I can got angry. Just plain ticked off,
And when waiting the chance to speak.
For when I am steaming,
It was so demeaning,
When my turn to argue, my voice SQUEAKED!

Was it because I'm...

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The ritual, started with the influence of scarecrows
They taunt, they slyly work their way through a spell
Their eyes glow, they have razor teeth waiting for flesh
Human flesh is their delicacy, eating straight through hell
Yellow is...

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You feel your body falling in blackness.
You snatch your shoulder to the right.
The nausea stops.
The bottomless pit is hell.
Do not enter the midnight.

Up in the window, stands a coyote.
His teeth are bared in detestation.
He howls...

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If only I could be ElaineScisorsHands, 
under tonight's half moon;
on the precise sec past midnight
I'd creep into deep shadows
and slice evil in two.
SLASH! SLASH!
Black cats and black rats and
even blindass black bats, 
would go cross-eyed...

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HEY MONSANTO  

     Hey Monsanto how much did you pay
     mother nature to look the other way?
     Did you stuff her purse...

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The bruises and burns 

From her cooking and washing pots and pans 

Her former hands, so dainty and soft 

Have now become coarse and calloused 



Scars from knives on her hands and her thighs 

Cuts...

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When daddy brought the sweet corn in for dinner
Mama already had water boiling in the pot.
I could hardly wait to taste those buttered kernels
From the Golden Bantam ears that Daddy brought.

Much later in my life,...

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Words are Going Missing


Words are going missing……and no one seems to care!!
Red lined!!  Redacted!!!  Clandestinely subtracted!!

Their meanings have been undermined
to alter documents - long signed

cater to the lunacy
that altered words will set us...

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~ You’re the Mender of My Fences… 
Time has a way of rusting out the wires
or rotting the posts off below the ground
and then the horses would go a strayin'
any place that the fence had...

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Built to take the abusive raqueteering
punishment unleashed upon me
by human beings

Towering around those agile people
so quick of foot and strong of arm
with blood sweat, and testosterone raging

Black rubber ball scuffs pure white painted walls
a dash...

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I think love is the greatest thing – 
and few will disagree; and no
need for gene splicing, genome
sequencing in a lab to propagate – 
just good old fashioned love
produces love: with gentle strokes
of kindness; encouraging...

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