Long Sweepings Poems

Haunted...
glowing foot falls on the dusted wooden planks cross the bridge
following them 
I swing around enormous trees 
skirt quickly...trying to catch up

were we holding hands as we walked
...did we hold hands?
I can't recall
but the muster...

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Nor Usman’s treasure-chest you own, Nor Ali’s empty bowl,
With spirits of such great forbears, What kinship has your soul?
The honoured of their times, they lived, For theirs was true iman,
You live disgraced, as having left...

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Now I have discovered baloney and waffle listed under a words in relationship to 
nonsense. What other kinds of food can I find listed in reference to nonsense?   
Drivel lists foolishness, poppycock, idiocy,...

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In blessed calm I rest
pink and pale and soft and light

The sun rises and I break open... smile at it
a seed bursting to life
I stretch my roots out beneath the surface 
spread wide and long...

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Heed then the touch of certainty
That mellows in uncertainty


There is a strange reason why change
Fabricates an odd feeling strange


Embrace the conflict that confronts
As soul and mind and heart bear brunt


Seek to run away from harsh...

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Often
the rain has something to say to me,
but this rainy day
it is hyperactively neurotic.
Each of my shoes are waterlogged
by a squelching sky-fall.

Then again there is the soggy dribble
when the flood falters
and it plugs the dripping...

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He has always lived here.
Scarred in his tenement jail and
locked within the dreams of
forgotten children.

He has always walked here.
In lane and yard, he strolls and
sings his mournful song by the
nicotine sun.

He has always watched here.
A...

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