Long Thudded Poems

Les Protecteurs – Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal’s “The Protectors” by T. Wignesan

(Note: Oodgeroo never claimed to write poetry à la manière des poètes occidentaux; she said - without mincing words – her lines were sheer...

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What a long day, so sore are my feet.
I feel so worn out, oh am I beat.
     I see you've returned home
     and you think you're all...

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The most awaited result got announced, but 
Internet hadn't landed the soil of my country then.
Televisions were tabled in few pocketed places,
Still they worked, minute and achromatic.

With huge audience circled, signal was word alien,
Viewers would...

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The most awaited result got publicized, but
Internet hadn't landed the soil of my country.
Televisions were tabled in few pocketed places,
Still they worked, minute and achromatic.

With huge audience circling, signal was word alien,
Viewers would holler in...

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Edward Kenway was a pirate
He sailed the Spanish Main
He plundered British merchant ships
And the Galleons of Spain

Once he was a farmer
He walked behind the plough
But now he ploughed the oceans deep
He was a pirate now

He...

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Young Eyes
The ten year old child sat by the water. They saw what was happening and it wasn't good. Affecting them greatly, bringing nightmares and nasty flashbacks. Things their young mind struggled to comprehend. Seeing...

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She stared at me with disbelief and wonder; I could feel her sanity slipping away with each breath she took as her heart thudded within her chest her eyes watered, her legs shook below the...

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His ribcage rushed to fill a new birthed space.
The night had been a barrel of dark dreams,
yet despite this other demanding cosmos of himself,
the daylight brought hope.

Riding unhindered by personal perspective
he relaxed as the bus...

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Three o’clock in the afternoon: 
the sun should have been 
scorching the asphalts 
and the shingles on roofs, but 

spurts of red electric spark
ran across the sky.  Blackness 
smothered any hint of light. 
Molten...

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The sky, clear with a brilliant full moon
And a wind sprang up from nowhere, 
pouncing on and howling about the house,
as she lay in bed, and stared at the square space
of the window, waiting for...

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'What is special in this world?
I'm tired of it!'
 I often say within
'Beautiful and full of merriment'
I never realized.

I got a phone call from a friend 
to meet
 at club, zealous 
to have the zest...

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Without a break they launched into their next song, one that sang about war in the sky and described old flying machines that didn’t exist anymore. Angie waved her hands around like a devil and...

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A dark cloud dashed in and shrouded the dozing moon;
A gusty wind thudded the door closed; clock struck noon; 	
A jackal howled from the thicket, behind my room;
And flapped in a gross looking bat right...

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