Long Tasmanian devil Poems

I have travelled through the cluttered corridors of my tired mind countless times. 
I have reached deep into the dark abyss of my captive soul and in that profoundly disturbing darkness, I went searching to...

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Come here Beautiful,
Allow me to take my time and admire your bodacious body 
Or better yet what I see in front of me
Is one of God’s finest pieces of art 
Relax and unwind, don’t be...

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I
There is a revelation in nature
How does a beast nurse it's future 
generation?
Be it a vulture, wild boar, or Tasmanian Devil
Who teaches nature to sit, hungry for a day, on eggs, 
As reptiles sndcserpents do,...

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The New Ocean House, back in sixty-eight,
Worked as a busboy, left that night late.
A very dark night, dark of the moon.
Might have been May, may have been June.

I climbed on my bike, started its thunder.
Sped...

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Pups, imps, joeys, wiggling tailed marsupials, hunting in parties of five.
Deadly facial cancer has killed lots of us, it’s a wonder I am still alive.
I screech when I eat, carrion, my utmost favorite food, road...

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I travelled into my thoughts
To somewhere I've never been
The horrors that awaited me
Took me to our human extreme

I cried when I looked through
The windows of our past
And marvelled at what she gave us
I was left...

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Tasmanian Devil like, is how my brain does behave
But calm and peace are all that I crave

Not seeking material riches, just want internal stillness
Can be tiring intermittently fighting an invisible illness

Hard sometimes when sitting down...

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They had gathered at a spooky castle,
The moon was full and bright,
Located on the Scottish moor
The party started late at night.

The werewolf was there 
With his hair done out with gell,
Lochy arrived in his scale-mobile,
His...

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The howling could be coyote or wolf
The screaming is Tasmanian devil or banshee
Wait, is there such a thing?
I meant bobcat
It is evening now
Time for the nocturnal creatures to come out in full force

The puma, lynx...

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I
Some words remain prophetic through time
Giving and yielding fruit
Like Jeremiah (29:11); Ezekiel on my heart
Of wickedness that will shock even me
Unless someone  heals My heart of stone
Isaiah knew too I am fearfully, wonderfully made
Like...

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