Long Tiled Poems

“Son”...”say goodnight to grandpa”

Spurred by mother dearest 
as well as other politesse
drummed into her second born
fobbing blandishments as incentive
tumbled off fingers of prodigal son
tripped wordsmith to splutter forth
forthwith the following lines.

Back in the day 
quaint...

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Desharah  woke early morning 8 am.
She wanted to check out her new
House. But she waited for Sedanah 
To come out of her dreams. 
"WAKE UP SEDA."  They roomed
Together. That's what her mother 
Wanted....

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My auntie came to visit when I was three, but nearly four.
    I proudly and lovingly wore her name gifted to me, a sweet legacy.
       I...

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Date: December 2040

Damian is on the phone speaking 
With architects.  He made
Airline and hotel reservations.
 Soon Afterwards he went 
To Molly and caressed her away from
From a sweet dream. "Hey, baby girl."
He sat on...

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The Dance of Salome
Herod bellowed out the night's festive orders..
"Bring the torches, bring the tables..
more wine, that we may rejoice,  
for tonight we revel in kindred friendship."
Herod strolled onto the terrace, nearly stumbled in...

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“Blue Angels, Black Sheep, Monitors and The House of Random Penguins” 

The womb
is scooped like 
an over ripe melon
Time is the incorrigible felon,
the forgotten lost garden explored 
overturned and raked, 
neatly messed, 
in more ways...

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My umbilical scar is hollowed out
Now it's like a tiny wormhole on my belly 
Its a cherished remnant of the coil that nourished me into existence 
I still feel a little tug through my bell...

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Shallow-pitched tiled rooftops sparkle vividly
 When lavishly sprinkled with needle-shaped grains  
Of shattered mutton-fat nephrite; 
    There, clinging forlornly against the hanging grey   
  Smoke, tinged with barely...

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When todays yield where tomorrows have too
And forests now instead are skylines then,
At gatherings held to contemplate who
No longer walks amongst more lively men;
Where angels thought would be seen high above
Welcoming spirits with cause to...

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"Photographs escort us to hidden recesses of memory and bring before us rare moments lost in time"... By Poet

Flitting through the pages of an old album,
Picked up from an abandoned dusty box, 
I saw a...

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--- but as if patiently waiting

to be translated back into Earth again --- :

inscribed timeworn standing stone stelae

--- things in themselves ---

as if half-expecting that at any moment 

the next traveler will arrive there,

the one...

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Years ago my wife and I decided that we would like to keep tropical fish, so off to the local aquatic centre, on entering, 
my wife spied an Octopus and fell in love with this...

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Eastern Front Anger

The tiled oven exploded smoke and debris was strewn
everywhere in the room which had been untidy
before plasticine animals went up into flames
before authoritarian anger banged and exploded 
before I knew what anger and...

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Part One

                 Still the din dashes about in his dreams
now louder in the spacedout quiet:
an occasional auto-rickshaw backfiring revving
spluttering...

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I worked today and I didn’t think about you at all
I was happy when I came home
Ha! Home that’s a joke isn’t it, yeah . . . 
I’ve never been home, never been, for never...

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It makes a very large batch.
And when I finish, there will be
Enough for my family, my friends, and quite possibly
Everyone who lives on our street.

On my tiled kitchen counter
I have gathered..according to the recipe,
The butter,...

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The chapel wall ornate brass findings are long gone as no more
Years of dust and debris lie upon, the now no longer used pews
Pieces from the stain glass windows, broken upon the tiled floor
In this...

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Part Two

Do you remember your run-up to the crease
      your Lindwall-delivery dragging the clasping flannel round hobbled boots
your anger
           ...

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Cloistered within the restroom stall
eavesdropping on my peers
soft whispers echo off tiled walls
revealing secrets, hidden tears

Somehow this restroom has become
a sordid confessional booth
a place of refuge, safe for some
to air their inner truth

Co-workers cluster, confiding...

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The heavens brush by her fingertips
as she reaches for the sky
but her feet stay nailed to the ground
when she stretches past those pearly gates
catching a shooting star in one hand
while grabbing Orion’s belt with her...

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How do I acquire a place where I can forgive?
How can I stop blaming myself for my mistakes? 
I can't recall the version of "Intrinsic", but it's conflictive,
None can quash them If you can't forgive...

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Stripped like a slave I have no freedom
No rights inside this enclosed life
Its starring me in the eyes what do I do with this knife
Dropping it as it crashes to the cold tiled floor
I fall...

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When I  was a young boy

                    I used to watch with awe

   ...

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strong does the wind blow.  
against it, she walks towards me;  
two guitars I hold.

Four parakeets
Living in a little cage
Singing for freedom

Why do you seek us?
Earthlings, you are so far away.
You will find,...

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This is a fun little story....
 
While in Germany.....with USARGE...I got an assignment....go to this city...we met four 
Special Forces Operatives and helped them get on the right train....that's all....and we did 
just that....fifteen mintues work...
 
Baby... We...

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