Long Tented Poems

The Lord is faithfull.!
Thesselonians ch 3 v 3-5

Jerimiah in the midst of the rebbelious people, had taken
Note of a sobdrly clad 'new group to his awareness' he made
Enquiry at the market stalls, and was told...

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Time's natural evolutionary purpose
and revolutionary EarthTribal meaning
is primordial eco-centric gratitude for being,
as compared to human nature's language 
of becoming some intent we are not yet.

Evolution of our human natural culture
explicates
explains
our cooperative vocational
ecological purpose.

From this exegetical...

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Who is the man in the mirror that stares back at me through eyes of blue that can scarce seen behind lenses reflecting bright light?
Those eyes appear so young and vibrant, though cast behind a...

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The shifting of many corporeal hands move across this dead cell,
A vacuums vortex, a psychic sponge, charging this battery of
Energy called the spirit board.
Paranormal phenomenon striking plate to enter realities plane
Of existence, for the ethereal...

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tread on! move on! in this life’s caravan,
unending trail of life from dusk to dawn!
pass skeletons in sand from days of yore,
sand has blown over, past footprints are gone

man with limp walks to meet destiny’s...

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Before that day splashed  everything with light
I  played in solitude with cuddly clouds
And watched them form changing figures, blight
The sky or bring the sobbing sludge of rain,
      ...

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Five ducklings feeding

The back of the camper bus
proudly sported the family 
seven yellow stickers ducks 
five little ducklings in a line
feeding on life presented to
the world growth sustenance
nourishment and meaning

For every fellow traveller
to ponder smile...

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Underneath the light of the full moon, a she-creature
Prowls through the thickets wild.
Stalking quietly waiting for the canvas city to
Slumber into a lazy sleep, ever closer silent sleek black
Paws sneak forward ready to draw its...

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The Evangelist

There comes a man, more cursed than not
Spiritually guided, or so he must be
To remind the children of things they forgot
Of the price of salvation and eternity
With the staff of moses he prods their...

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Quote from the original translation

Awake! for the morning in the bowl of night,
has flung the stone that puts the stars to flight,
Lo! the hunter of the East has caught
The Sultan’s Turret in a noose of...

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 I set out on a long journey by train 
That spans from end to end
Out through the window flashed past 
Assorted scenes one by one
Sky scrapers and mud hovels, 
Steaming cities and peaceful hamlets,

Row...

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No way to dodge fiat decreeing death sentence 
for this rambling man
cheesy alias con commit tented mouse élan
Who felt unready to kick the can
On account of violating ban

Against abominable illegal mandate
With no way to commute...

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I can feel the moisture progressing on the top of my forehead
Little light creases start to form here on my chin 
I'm looking at you and I can see that you are lovely
Beyond your red...

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Written: January 07, 2005, Contest Sponsored by: Anthony Biaanco 
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The boy...

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My people are shipwrecks,
they have faces long crushed by tanks.
Many are landlocked,
a few were too oceanic
they got broken by dry-docked hearts.
Most were blitzed by smokescreens.

The trees and industrial units
are so tightly packed,
that snow can only...

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Persephone’s Finger
By Sy Roth


It wormed its way to the surface.
Pointy finger tested the air, 
Wriggled in a sensuous Fatima dance 
Etch-a-Sketching the crepuscular sky above,
Shaming the heavens for what lies below,
Marking its inky darkness
While the...

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Dum de Dum
I play all day long, while strumming my black and grey tented guitar into a funky tune
A vibration of eagerness and excitement fills me, inside the pit of my stomach
My black painted smooth...

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Pile drivers have replaced gandy dancers
And Mayflower trucks the circus, open-cage parades
Horse drawn down Main Street U.S.A.,

But overnight canvas bosses still command
Roust abouts to raise big top sails,
Over decks of prairie dogs and tumbleweeds.

There are...

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MOMBASA

Full moon uneasiness
Veranda dining, seven course style,
One day after my thirty sixth birthday,
I dine alone, in a poem.
Waiting for the Moon to pass to wane 
and contemplate for Zanzibar, in vain. . .

MARATHON

Leawa Downs Marathon
Elevation...

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I open up the fridge and the light flickers.
The immistakable vaporous flatulence of leftover yesterdays slams (back) shut.
Beer cartons with warning labels and horrific mug shots, people gone missing riddle me this. 
Dead soldiers they...

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Torrential rain  

stabs at the ground as

I stand here still wearing shock 

like a soldier in

war torn uniform

So recent was


the surgery that


removed

your lifeless body from mine

leaving me newly

without you

My wound fresh


my mind dazed

from blood...

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Not for nothing
does the light prick my eyes,
a thirst for walking shoes
tightens ankle bones
that parachute out of an inner attic
landing awkwardly into the open throats
of sneakers
still clutching their tendons.

Out from under a dim tented roof
the...

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The golden sun of yesterday
played out in fields of gold 
inside the tarping memory of father, handling LIFE   
the joyful whistles that he fluted pruned alongside vines 
and mothers pumping heart of song...

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Reborn, a Christian fallacy
dreams that have haunted me
left handed, what a shame
someone has to bear the blame

a teddy bear that never speaks
guards the child from attic squeaks
goulish figures of a mothers glow
a fallen angel I...

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In Pacifica
I despise that portrait of me.
The likeness ends
with the name.
Yes, Jane Seymour, unbeheaded
Queen of England.
No, not of pinched thin lips
and sharp bird-beak nose.
Those hideous wimples
tented on over plucked foreheads
displaying protruding toad eyes....
I was not...

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