Long Sprints Poems

An anticlimactic sexual event...

with Barb Black née Beebee
to help set the ghost
of little Willy Brandt free
(a non German, but germane fellow  
courtesy Craigslist classified
personals of mine invitee
she replied, I took liberty
to Google her first...

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When we fight in silence, like titans abound by egos
An eager poet overcome by words.
A beautiful model delicate as raindrops
When the silence in the room is as thick as our nostalgia
Wanting to hold each other but...

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After a short illness keeping me off Soup, and a 50-year refrain from Prose Poetry, I was inspired by a Thomas Merton talk about Rilke to find the courage for this form again.

Shoe Dreams

Is there...

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Decided...
 
Scene 1 (years earlier)

Years of indecision 
Ended in an instant 
My life in third revision 
Starting in the present 

Touching everything I've owned 
Importing their very essence 
Of each and every feeling they borne...

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Don't ask your heart,
Don't blame it,
Don't chastise your heart,
Don't scorch it,
Make yourself assured
You grasped a true love,
That would never short,
Because I made it as hard love.

I will fill each hole of your heart
To have it...

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EVOL UT I ON ... NO 1 TU LOVE
(The Eden Agenda III)


I have loved most everyone, yet so few have loved me back.

So much good I have done, but suspicions aroused, they attack.
How I so...

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Twelve is the number of months we journey through;
time sprints by, it's true

Eleven sounds for the first line - I reckoned
five for the second

Ten is the count of either fingers or toes;
do cool things with...

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A yip
And a yap
And I am
Out the door fast
With a dog in front
That really needs to go
He sprints outside
And I follow in his stead
Only staying in the yard
So I’ll only close
The door to the house
Outside,...

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Abigail’s Spring  

Beneath the shelter of winter’s barren arbor
My winter abused heart
Watches the day’s light linger in the sky resisting darkness -
Begging to play a little longer every day –
Pushing twilight away at arm’s...

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Hannah Crockroft has cerebral palsy from her birth, 
And having CP myself, she’s kind of special to me, 
Because CP is not derided anymore, much, as alien, 
But is called brain damage, not your own...

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The world flaunts her stunning self,
gorgeous curves and all,
and the wide-eyed onlooker gapes at her,
drooling, intoxicated with love,
nose upturned slightly, drinking in
the fragrant smells emanating from 
her direction,
roses and flowers, a blend,
sweet, with a slight...

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Back to normal

The festivities are over, and the morning news 
is about the war in Ukraine, we are told how successful 
their army is shooting down 13 drones and killing a Russian in a boat.
Regarding...

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My dear,
There's nowhere I'd rather be,
Than by your side,
As you grow old with me.

I know we fight and carry on,
We wield our swords for all to see,
But darling I do love you so,
Settle in and...

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Jordan was born with mild Cerebral Palsy,
But took part in the 2012 Paras at just 16,
Because he was born on 12th of October,
1996, and Rio was is second Paralympics.

“Even if you don’t like school, I...

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silver strains of stardust spiral onto the moon
rubbing her eyes lulu awakes in a sugar bloom
within the dimness of the moons silhouette
she hears a familiar laugh she'll never forget
a sudden flaming flash riding a tiny...

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Argentina's son, a lineage to immigrants
shaped by boyhood aspirations 
diminutive left foot striker
taunted "dwarf" in childhood 
his growth hormone deficiency 
              ...

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Chain mail is polished and armour it glints,
As bravely for fighting, each soldier now sprints.
Wanting to put a swift end to this battle,
No longer to herd his men like they are cattle.
Our warrior stands with...

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tear-filled eyes
sweaty palms
a horse voice
weakened limbs
a quickened heartbeat

how could I speak?


"others" have called poetry the medicinal god/goddess of the 21st century 
- but not me. 


lately 
poetry hasn't been feeding me
lately 
poetry hasn't been the...

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An orange cat slithers into
the middle of her empty lap
out of thin air, like orange juice
poured into a little tumbler out of
an enormous jug, holding more, 
more, more of the same. 

Cats have scared her...

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Kare Adenegan

I love the city of Coventry ‘cos it’s disability friendly, 
Since it houses Great Britain’s national disabled college, 
As Hereward resides there with insight, policies bendy, 
Towards its students who mainstream don’t admonish. 

Kare...

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She is a diamond
Cut into precision with patience
Whose maker needs no appreciation
For they themselves are the lapidary and the raymond.

She remains in a haste
And sprints towards nothingness 
Just like some smoke
Feeling bored, grey and weightless.

She...

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It was all heat and sweat. Controlled
anger and subdued agony.
Driving themselves beyond known limits.
Pushing bone, sinew, and muscle.
Expanding capability, while honing ability.
Intimacy with a few acres of dry,
chalk-lined practice field. Controlled
fury.The last three weeks of...

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She held a face up and it was price beyond and her presence eases everything around
God knows, 
I consider it a blessing knowing her and a triple blessing now dating her
Her heart is precious and...

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With friend in tow, we take a stroll
Slight change of scenery
To bid farewell to summer's spell
And its fading greenery
My carefree friend took one last spin
Through weeds now turning gold
Then chased a squirrel hiding brown pearls
To...

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She’s a Savage Killer

She slides between unformed
Dark stealthy
Yellow blaze eyes
Implacable as they read
Deaths demise
By strangled throats
In needle merciless teeth

Blood is drawn
Cold in her domain
Demanding respect
She is the savage killer
Perfect

Only a slow guttural prowl
For the scent...

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