Long Sweep up Poems

I must admit
You left me broken…
I am shattered shards,
Spread out on your hands…
Your sweaty palms of uncertainty at hand
But, we will land in a land of I-understand…

Make a stand and things won’t get out of...

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as the PROPHETS of profits, WE lead and WE’re fair
while WE’re living the life of the poor BILLIONAIRE
– silver yachts, pearly castles, cash (plenty to spare) –
with the world on OUR backs... ah! the burdens...

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“Barking Up the Wrong Tree” 

ghost gums
shed their bark 
the min-min 
makes good use of it
papyrus, soft enough to 
imprint and write
thoughts, like the 
ripening welts of 
green ants 
small bites sting
subcutaneous and 
meridional, 
terra...

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Babylonia : Part Two -
Noah’s walk


Pandas chew bamboo, while you film them in the nude;
Red Elephants are extinct (Apart from a view).
Fly up high, escape the zoo’s!
The latest attraction is a Man named Hu.


Hu Man?...

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...He’d push the tech until light years
took just days for men to travel,
wrote laws that stood the test of time,
so the species didn’t unravel.

Even wrote the curriculums
that adapted to student’s needs,
enough chaos to keep things...

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YOU ARE TOO GOOD FOR ME SO SET YOURSELF FREE

You ask me why?
Because sometimes the world makes me cry
You ask me how?
I don’t how I’ve lived until now
But this much is true
Perhaps it was to...

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It’s a quarter after seven, a cloud of silence immerse,
Six frightened souls, the situation a constant curse.
The candle burns dim, it’s almost out,
Dinner was scarce, not enough to go around.

The kids are edgy; the mother’s...

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The truth 
It will destroy you
An August day
While you sweep up
rose petals 
On our Sun drenched
porch
You look at me from
under heavy lashes
And say it's ok
You don't wish to be
without me
It's ok your always
want me
Your never...

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1. INCIPIENT
the smell of burning body helps me sleep at night
i'd rather ignite this spark in my stomach than shove bread down my throat
singe this hollow home
choke these lungs with bone dry soil so nothing...

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Smearing live cells, with those of the dead
As fires rage higher within,
Hold up a hand to cover your eyes
Lest your soul be scarred by sin.

We shovel the dead, two at a time
To their first installment...

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THIS IS A TYPE OF POETRY I CAME UP WITH 
                      AND METHINKS IT’S...

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I never believed in magic

never did,
life is hard
           that’s all it is

It’s tragic, but only to some
that try to imagine their kingdom come

the hidden rabbit...

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The day is winding down and destiny is running around; the day is winding down and everyone is moving up and down the town, the streets are crowded and the people are divided the trucks...

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“HYBRID POETRY”
                            

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“HYBRID POETRY”
                            

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Konkas draw a blanket over the flats,
but our state live like over fed fat cats
Zuma had another great opinion,
now we must dream of a Rand reunion

People crying, life’s an uncertain fate,
but they are building another...

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We always had been well assured,
That after everything we endured;
Prayers said;
Not dead;
Are sure and certain can be cured.

Jim Horn

My mind had been active again
lately. Wonder what keeps it going
and wish I was knowing where my
future...

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If the Dark Ages were to come again
and electricity would cease to exist,
pray tell what'd happen to us?
P'raps it be smart to start a list.

Well I certainty wouldn't be sharing
poetry across the web.
You can bet...

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4/21/02



Child support is not all about getting paid; it’s about supporting one another.
It’s the results of what comes out of laying up together, and what we made.

We hada baby, and that was alright in my...

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Taken from their hands,
was the land they never visited.
Taken from the mind,
is the life they couldn't grasp
Imaginations were whisked away,
dreams dashed,
souls shattered.
Each kid forced to grow up, and use a broom. 
Taught to sweep up,...

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A Woman’s Wake up Call 

So many regrets,
I wish to send, 
a mend, 
a fix or change.
Numerous decisions,
Not yet set,
Only just rearranged. 

A life time of broken hearts, 
Now presently one.
Preheating each mistake,
I’m left to...

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see the birds in circled
flight
gliding and drifting with the    wind
this way, that way, way up high together 

high     high touching the azure sky
lost inside white puffed up sailing...

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Have you ever been a stranger to your own mind,
 a pioneer of your own time?
 Did you waste a second pretending to be dead when you could have been living?
Tell me what it’s like...

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naïve & random assumptions

came crashing into the apartment in
the early morn & when ya did ya 
thought that anything that got smashed
would be easy to pick up or sweep up
or chances are (more likely) that...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Twenty-Seven

The near-full Moon at night lit the lake up majestic proud
More than the fissioning Sun at noon could make out contours loud
Scurrilous exhausts tore down Her lush flanks...

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