Long Thronging Poems

     by how many badbyes can you measure the length of your day

                 first comes...

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It may be in the evening,
When you are sitting home alone,
And you have time watching the sun goes down,
Sinking slowly over the ocean blue,
As the clock ticks loudly on the shelf, 
You listen to children...

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Botched Artwork Saves Town

Sometime last year, in late August 2015, something unusual went viral..
It was an ancient picture on the wall, vastly unlike its original art..

A piece of botched artwork, unfinished, and yet all over...

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Within timeless scales of Earth,
a humane life is no more
yet no less
than one short ZeroSum Zone,
sometimes cooperative with Earth's climate changes
and sometimes competitive
against Earth's pace
of healthy climate therapeutic race.

Each of us is a sojourner
on this...

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I too have come to a blank wall to tell
In sorrow's thronging pangs my sad farewell.
I too toll my heart with memory's bell
The mortal flesh is a fake citadel ...
     ...

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A field afire
papery petals glow like ruby votive candles
a collection of cupped solar flames
vowed to shine despite the dew before dawn
evaporating any doubt the sun would rise
the mist would lift 
consoling one in darkness

Rising up...

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O April
how I’ve longed for your return
to breathe new life 
into this gnarled body..
for these roots to be unfettered 
from the grasping earthen frost - 
the past season of fanged nor’easters gnashed 
me bare -...

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ALONG THE ROAD OF LIFE  I  CARRY WITH ME  MEMORIES


Recollected childhood trips seem an intensely hot affair.
We took a bus, tight-filled with sweaty people’s feet
For hours;  but then at the end,...

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I was motherless, I was fatherless,
Homeless, penniless, hopeless.
Worthless.
And yet there was this man.

He showed me kindness, gave me shelter, shielded me from the jackals of the streets.
He was not clad in shining armour, nor did...

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I alight from my ebony ford
Porched beneath the shady mammoth tree 
One hand holding mommy
The other some grocery
As she leads me through
The mini pansy garden
Up the the rickety wooden planks
To our home in mid air

Small...

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UPON THE SEASHORE
Off the blue Nantucket
music of laguid hours,emerges
from the labyrinth,delicate
snail-horn perceptions of beauty,
thronging this world of sensible
things.Stirred by majesty,soft
flowing surging impressions
where sea meets sky.Infinite
purples,fragments of rainbow
gleam in the spindrift,sensuous 
lively,lovely,many-hued restless
gossamer,abysm of time in...

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A Poets Endaemonism
 
A word
An infatuation
Idle in the onlookers eye
More space than is bearable
In which thoughts edge their brink
With an abyssal climate
Of lost heart, warmth and heat
A silence that has no one left to cry
...

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In the mazy thicket of thoughts I search
With the fork of foresight on cloudy march
I pick meaningless pebbles from eerie plane
Meaning hisses at the futile chase of fussy lane

All doorsteps lintel-ling and leading to the...

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We're now into early evening knowing our knowing
As I watch her glide across the cool marble floor
Graceful steps with her summery dress flowing
It's so easy to fall in love with she whom I adore

Moments later...

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I have come to the tree green with leaves
Amidst the brash blustering of winter and thawing
The prophet once the old green decieves
But he did not hear else but cold crow cawing 
I am come to...

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THE BLIND BEGGAR

The blind man stood there begging as he had done before,
But something then was different with the coming of the Lord.
He’d heard about this person who healed the sick and lame,
And he was...

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On a winters Morn, in a January storm
The sea delivers it's power and might
Not a bucket and spade in sight
Capable of crushing everything in it's path
Respect is due if you want to last
Indiscriminate with our...

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All windows of my home are having the mosquito net
Though the mosquito menace will be bearable
More mosquitoes throng outside when daylight is set
Mosquitoes thronging in night will not be considerable 

A lizard used to come...

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I recall a time at the University
Boys and girls thronging about the LT
Impatiently waiting for Mr/Mrs/Miss Lecturer
The lecture hour slowly drawing nearer
Officious students so busy showing off
You, indifferent to the pageantry and puff,
Exhibiting calm at...

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Lost in the wilderness 
For so many years
Suffering the loneliness 
With no one to dry his tears.
His sanity depending 
Upon his beautiful memories
Climbing mountains never ending 
Alone with the valley's streams and tree's.

He is escaping...

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Transitory Mirror

Dark pools look back
These eyes
Now slow mark their lines
Crows feet emotions
With sun kind smiles
Older now
As they stare

Their sparkle sheen
Hides the so many things
Times have come
Gone into an Iris of thought
The lookouts of my soul
Wonder...

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She’s still; an interlude in solitude.
Twilight mournful, his voice ghostly distant,
introspection.., meditation imbued,
she sits alone, bitter-sweet existent.

Lamentations she weeps in glissando.
Cacophony!  Consciously in discord,
love reminisce, arpeggio tempo,
she sits alone, remembrance, two-edged sword.

Bethought bliss, wedded...

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Big Father


I try to figure out, read these lines and try to get up
comprehending the lie that you care for me
appreciating the fact that you've been there for me
though I'm not just little as you...

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Pink flamingos prance with Hooper cranes
high above a vaulted mall ceiling,
a China-blue sky paints fluff upon stucco clouds.

I hold your hand playing hide and seek,
intimate inmates in our open cage,
we are concealed inside a crowd...

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LEISURE FROM LISTFULNESS
A long & dreary time,exquisite
delight has passed.A perverse
unaccountable feeling.A moment’s
reflection,a store of recollections
a painful task to concentrate upon.
Questions come thronging my pen,
difficult to convey,a matter of doubtful
expediency,leisure from listfulness,
dreamy,beautiful,inconsistent,reflective.
Passion and affections a mute...

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