Long Toddling Poems

                             Brahman Nemesis

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Incomplete metamorphosis of distilled adolescent...

therefore he characterizes himself as an anomaly...any idea why?

Mortified, petrified, stultified, et cetera sheltered, 
and mortally wounded prepubescent,

I consider myself
analogously buttressed, cocooned,
garrisoned (for bing keeler), 
hardened, insulated,
where cell baited jumping frog
o'...

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Enjoy our parting day
the young girl child,
now full-grown wise Elder,
reminded me,
the brother she had taught to flex male muscle
without overbearing her Sister Gaia powers.

On this classic sun-baptizing fragrant May morning,
reflecting this same gently caressing day...

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Another day in dreamland

Wake up.  Watch the sun ease in the light
like the day before, goin back, and on some more.
Cuddle with the reasons why while I collect
my unconscious back from the sky.
Okay, get...

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Conflict
 
The priest ran
Scared to raise 
An ignorant army

On a darkling plain
Loading guns
With dummy

Faith. The froth
Rose arrogantly
In the test

Tube.  They heard
Eyes shut and saw
Ears plugged,

Contorted faces
Expecting the explosion
Any moment.

Slowly
Very slowly the froth
Spilled over

Leaving behind—would
The...

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To say today has been a strange day would be an understatement. It started off this morning when I went into the den where our eldest cat, Paint, was meowing up a storm. I petted...

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Like tipper tapping tiny feet toddling
I watched your mirriard of droplets 
stream down my car window
Night sky like the backdrop of a show
and the lightning strikes adding to the mood of the performance
where ordinarily it...

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*** OF AND ABOUT IT ALL ***

Life’s  so much a-coming or a-going,
With hours of waiting or flowing
From now to next
While we step about, hopefully blessed —
On a quest for things major or minor to...

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"Sailing On"
To live is to die but not before the ocean explored
We are the captains of our own lives, set sail young ones to the great beyond
Do not cast anchors in that which you know...

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One hot summer day,
Unable to bear the scorching heat,
I was lying on the floor
In front of the portable fan, and
I saw 
My neighbour's two year old boy
Toddling in with uncertain steps.
He had no cloths on,...

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Seven was my number,
When you first gave me that gift,
The tunnel you forever fixed in my heart,
I can make you remember,
 
At home from Jean’s where I’d gone to mother play,
You thoroughly dribbled a hot...

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That day is very much vivid in my memory, 

I was holding a baby who was weeping inconsolably, 

and I did not know how to make him smile, 

was sobbing myself! 

My father saw me...

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"Life as in a day". 

(1)	Coming into this world quietly at Dawn
	when a tiny little baby was born.
	With mother’s milk, extending the Life
	devouring foods mother provide.
	Slowly but boldly, crawling on all fours
	standing up and toddling...

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When bombs rained down a neighborhood
In Shiah, south Beirut one night
A brown haired boy tight clutched his toy,
A cuddly brown-furred bear, in fright.

And sobbing through the roaring din,
He whispered to his cuddly friend:
"Oh, Teddy, Teddy,...

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(Dedicated to the Victims of Nuclear Weapons)

Though in the later years I was born,
Yet history makes me forlorn,
Rocks me back in the past behind,
To the horrible event and tragic morn.

I see the roses with blighted...

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Incomplete metamorphosis of this stilled adolescent...
petrified, sheltered, and mortally wounded prepubescent

I consider myself
analogously buttressed, cocooned,
garrisoned, hardened, insulated,
where cell baited jumping frog
o' Montgomery County ne'er
went leaving larvae stage,

now no divine providential
power can assuage,
yours truly metaphorically locked
within...

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MAXIMILLIAN
I am about to take a trip into the lens of thought.
I am going to magnify the face to be.
Sometimes it may be pretty as ugly goes.
Otherwise, it is an ugly feature.

This journey I am...

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Second sight in some infants, short tenure belies
Unbiased newness unpicks societal manufacture
To passers by, lurking spiritual assets recognisable
Pervading expression classifies their clairvoyance

Such was toddling dandelion darling, Aubergine 
Unphased, observant, chillingly serene in nature
Cherubic smirk absorbed...

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Tiny, angel faced, fuzzy headed, little girls with baggy pants, bowed legs, toddling about.

A Wet Minnie Mouse towel hanging on a makeshift clothesline,
alongside others with college logos's and Elvis ;

Fifty something year old women in...

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Our small loop of a street
usually quiet
Today receives a loud grooming
with chain saws
and wood chippers
and diesel trucks slicing
and ruining silence
into anti-solitude.

This is my last day off
until summer school begins
in two sultry weeks.

Morning rain passed through
to...

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This is my humble dedication to our fellow poet Krish Radhakrishna, who recently mourns the loss of his dear mother. I came to know about this after reading his blog. My sincere prayers for his...

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"A Youth's Everything"
A first trial's bust seeks open arms to omnipresent consolation 
Attempts conclude in unconditional surrender but for an every time pleasantness
There breeds the encouragement to succumb to gravity
And often goes down the child,...

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Darkness in the horizon,
one Sun seems to be not enough;
distant cries of vultures dig out
carcasses of haunting days
from the grave of my memory.
Those mascara eyed women,
whom I once adored and gave my heart
without getting back...

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Yonder comes Donder and Cupid and Blitzen,
Bags full of toys for both rich and poor children.
Coming from far as the distant North Pole,
A huge task on hand,so many goodies to dole.
Look at poor Santa all...

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I was fumbling in the darkness.
Tsunami of night was consuming me.
Wading I walked slowly in faulty steps, 
Faltering my feet fell on unknown terrain.

Frustrated I looked around for a familiar sound.
No there is only louder...

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