Long Tedium Poems

Spawned from the loins that 
Perpetuated the loyal serfs mongrel
Seed:-
These peoples of a conditioned and
"Resigned-To-it-all" breed.
Born into the enveloping tedium
Of interlocking days...Interwoven
With interlocking days -
Victims of stark circumstance
And vague promises unmade.
Gregariously living out their lives
When...

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Crocheting needles waved her fingers from a self-disclosed mind

Texture and pattern set lines like predictive text and autocorrect

Wool over her eyes would know how to stitch up her soul-scape

No matter whether blanket or poncho woollen...

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Yesterday, my professor, with a kind disposition,
Told me that my inability to get the work done, was sometimes not depression at all, but
rather
a lazy refusal to press in to the tedium of scholarship.

A time ago,...

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It's been a little more and two score

Since I revisited all of my most
treaured ghostly line from my
poetic past

Dipped and dabbed my nib in ink
like a knife through endless scraps
of paper wondering if I had...

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A Father Clock chimes from a wall in the dining room, refreshing the idle couple that waited.
It was not as if they were reminded of some pressing appointment or some devoted chores that was delegated.
The...

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Where there once was heart and soul, now all had turned to brutal shadows of depravity – by poet

    
Where there once was joy
   Now all had turned to pain
Where...

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In the padded cell of my confinement I think and feel and slide

Down a slope of reason and emotion dressed in gloves and mask

I am rebel but in times of these I learnt to follow...

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The day has begun, you are constantly on the run, the day to day consumes your mind, blurry vision.
Tedium of routine sucks your soul; you sink you sink you fret you think, Sweet whispers.
What is...

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I stroll through life, a passenger in my own body, without aim or purpose
My feet touch the ground but there’s no feeling, I’m numb to my senses only my consciousness remains
I’m lost on my journey,...

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We heard her before we saw her not because she was loud but because she was close,  

she anchored herself making her presence felt; we paid the cashier and were about to leave 
with...

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Densest fog hovers over the mountains,
Blue ridges reformed, now steely,
Gray as the moment just before dawn,
When silence bleeds her dreams
Through the still, cool light
Graceful as the sigh, 
Wistful as the music’s rhythm
Sustenance for fires,
Breathed from...

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With hair ablaze, a jester unconfined,
I scoffed at the mundane, its life declined.
My wardrobe, a riot, a rhapsody bold,
Mismatched socks my standard, stories untold.

In classrooms of tedium, rules I'd defy,
Grasping forbidden knowledge, 'neath watchful sky.
Craving...

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" Mom's Rime "

Sailing across an ocean deep...
those colours so all a'glitter~
I've found time is mine all away...
if I so choose to fritter~

Thus now does tedium seep...
of task so many and long~
'Tis plentiful then this...

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A ventured stroll away from talk
taking in all superfluous detail
allowing it to fill my corrupted senses
an escape from the tedium
it invites me to escape from the routine.
To open new ways of perceiving
at what has been...

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Drowning 
 
Cold creation has bequeathed him progress
Useless and torn from his children
A mockery becomes less than human
 
Casual use his habitual life buoy
Disconnection from his own culture
Less than a man in his borrowed suit
...

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Covid 19 leaves restless kiddies with parents’ imagination at home

So why not create fantasy in the lounge for a resilient pleasure dome

Grannies’ chest of drawers comes alive as a goal with lace for a net

No...

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My Shattered Mind
By Kevin Robey
March 9, 2013

No inspiration, but I’m like stone
Stuck in my resolve in being alone
This anxiety is gripping me, killing me
Cutting the air until I no longer see

I write this down, no...

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You are the music to my lyrics
The shade of rose beneath my blush
The heavenly light awakening my hope
The gentle touch that caresses my soul

You are the whisper kissing the silence
The embrace that creates a perfect...

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SURVIVAL
is feeling there is no point in getting up in the morning
showering getting dressed, what is the bloody point
but know that you have to.

is suppressing that nagging tickly cough, just in case.
Cannot go coughing and...

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The world has changed a lot since then
Has changed
In a strange disheveled way
It was a September when fall
Was not a season juicy with fruit
Nor Eden's
Sword intimated brutes.
After plane and cargo
In the frantic fiery billow
Throwing smoke...

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So did your cloak and dagger swaggering self-flatter quite sufficiently?
Did you believe your baseless propaganda mantra would diminish me? 
Or that the instagrammed aggression of your engineered passivity would finish me?
There are no lies remain...

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I’m going to each of my suitemates' rooms. One at a time, methodically. I pause, for dramatic purpose, until I have their full attention. Once I have it, I rushingly, excitedly, breathlessly say, “I’M getting...

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When the day is done
And you are at ease
Just recharge your mind 
Do as you please
Just relax
Your heart is pounding
From a fast paced track
Slow the pace down
Just relax

From the helter skelter living
To the treadmill pounding
There...

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So this is a poem written by my Granddad, Kelvin Leaf in 1955. He has written quiet a few and what an honor it was for me to have him read them all to me......

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A fetid fruit of tedious listless life 
Ye seldom troubled at the dawn of time,  
But under today’s skies ye prevail rife
And plague many poor souls in pink of prime.

If thy hoary hist’ry offers...

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