Long Sultana Poems

SS SULTANA

Boiler, or bomb, the Sultana sank on April 27, eighteen sixty five 
Taking down with her, a good rounded off number of 1,800 lives

Carrying Union soldiers, who were ex-prisoners of war, up north
From Vicksburg...

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A tale of two twins ...


Kit:	That sure was a mean swing, Dottie. You knocked it out of the park. You’re the Sultana of Swat. I love the way you ‘round the bases doing your cute...

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In a royal antibacterial waste machine one must wait for the willing vibrancy of the whistling seal. Dressed neatly in a three piece suit he sits on a rock and calls to the breezes on...

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Puddin  Day
Christmas Begins

they come on a Saturday 
in November, the Puddin People,
brothers, sisters, nieces arrive.
family with their arms full of parcels 
sacks bulging with ingredients
and of course the maestro to orchestrate.

bags of raisins: sultana,...

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If you ask me, who are my favorite
Teachers at school –well, I’d say there are six;
All of them are good friends too, you know –they’re
Like a box of assorted chocolates!

Miss Latifa is Black American,
She’s the...

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A wishful tale of man's potential taken (with great liberty) from the story of Samuel Bellamy

A frigid blast of the nor'westerly breeze,
the coldest wind upon these seas
ripples the leathery skin of his cheeks 
as he...

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(Dedicated to my Beautiful Little Queen Fiancée Sultana Yeasmin)


Who knows the moon is brightest only with beloved
Who knows the sun is ever peaceful light only with beloved
Who knows the leaves of grasses are the mat...

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It is warm and moist this morning
The ginger is in full bloom now
The beauty of the white blooms 
Against the waxy green foldiage  is outstanding

It is such a contrast to what lies under ground
The...

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(Dedicated to my Beautiful “Little Queen Fiancée” SULTANA YEASMIN and to her auspicious birthday on 18th July)

S- 
Shining the abode 
In a shrabon night you came
Night-queens spread the scent

U-
Undulated light
Under the crescent moon’s folk
Laughed all...

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Tiny tips of green thrusting their way through the cold earth
You look and scratch your head and wonder, what did i plant there
Its cold, the tiny bulbs shiver as though close to death
Being a friendly...

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In the invited place she got precious gift as new guest
After derived back to home it made her unhappy fest
The temple deity was floating on her sight without mist
To forget she exorcised with betel leaf...

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(Dedicated to my Beautiful Little Queen Fiancée Sultana Yeasmin)

In the starry lap of mangrove
I sought you with a queen crown
Cordial arms of maple tree
Invited you to my heart

Where I'll go dawn to dust,
Where I'll go...

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AS thy noble corona dilates,
Shucks back its great circle, let
Thy golden mean drip power
Onto the beast whose blameless flesh
Screams humped over,
Lathered like the Levin cracked sky
From whose seed was born
An infant God

Remind me Oh! Sultana
Whose...

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A hand hangs down like a bunch of keys,
Like a tassel on a curtain tie,
Or a hand of bananas on a tree.

Fingers touch and pry,
Feel and prod,
Point and scratch;
And hands can open, shut them,
Lay on...

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