Long Toiling Poems

He just appeared to me, like wispily curling 
Chimney smoke, 
One grim and early morning in the very midst of 
Decembers briefest days, on the highest slope,
Toiling through my daily round; where, slowly 
Driving up...

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In London Town, a girl was born
Who lost the crown, but won the scorn 
Of Lady Margaret's deep disdain
For something proud, she cannot reign

Her daughter's name was Mary Grace
An angel with a beaming face
Who blessed...

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Moods oscillate in cadences of peaks and valleys
Music to fractious emotions on greasy dance floors
Mistimed cues of flares smouldering relationships

Angst of redundancy seethes from within as lava
Anger is camouflaged with the cloak of reticence
Ardour suffocated...

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I have always wanted something wonderful out of life
But my mother said there is always a price
It has nothing to do with land, money or property 
Someone has always been there for me and I...

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I remember waking up to the melodious sound of my mother singing happy birthday,
the aroma of bacon and pancakes wandering through the hall, invading my nostrils,
my sister having no regard for my annual celebration and...

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we came from different worlds
cowboy boots and motorcycle
she carried pen and paper as did i
hers was to communicate with the world
mine was the labor in poems
i walked the high iron
she taught the deaf to speak
a...

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Written 28 April 2024

“Genius begins great works. Labour alone finishes them.”
          Joseph Joubert

             ...

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There are moments when troubles enter our life’s
And we can do nothing to avoid them
But the one's we can
They look convoluted unless we demystify
But we think they are byzantine
As we think the mysteries in them...

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Pssst!

Hey you!

Yes, you.
Quick message
on the down low
so maybe not quick enough.

We need to keep us
under the WWW algorithmic
pulsing predative patterns
for suppression,
lack of positive impression,
unproductive repression,
anti-sensual depression,
lack of marketable massive expression.

Why is lack of public health
a...

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What once was a peaceful delightful place 
Joyful and friendly creatures in God’s grace
A stunning morning a soulful sunrise
A village heaven has gifted a prize
The most grandiose of rainbow arches
The villagers spirited because March is
The...

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Abounding in gratitude 
my heart bursts out delightful praises
worshipfully testifying ---
 “God has blessed me this 2021.” 

January’s thanksgiving glow 
greeted me with peace and hope
to surmount quarantine hurdles, propping my zest---
declaring “Thus saith the...

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growing up too soon

	you said: is there anything more excruciating than lagging behind
						being passed by
	a hasbeen
				still knocking on portals
twitching toes twirling thumbs
         in fidgety drawn-curtained waiting rooms

and...

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Figurines


Lace up your shoes
Wear your black hoodie 
And your Timberland’s, too
You’ll never know what ‘ll happen to you 
Or where you’ll end up
On your way home 

Your ancestors have walked this land
In shackles and in...

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He was a man of few words, except for what had to be heard or said,
Loving, caring and gentle this simplest of souls, proud in respect,
And reverence always bowing his head to a higher powers...

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Lost in the solitude of time they journey through the forest in their mind, searching for a path that would lead them out of the dark; the woods were so thick that they had to...

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Bartender Oh Bartender
(a stout rendition of O Captain! My Captain!
Perfect rhythmic rhyme with tonic 
when the doth ale).

Mine eyes espy the glory per the ending 
of another work day beckon Baileys Irish Creme
with Absolut certainty...

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I wish if I could understand your crazy game. It is driving the world insane. I which If I could understand this crazy game, from we made eye contact life is not the same. Thousands...

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I dwelt on a forest green, productive farm, in fruitfulness of golden autumn,
Where ragged scarecrows waved gladly, beneath turquoise skies, and plum.

Ours was the latest generation of farmers, like hued skies of late afternoon,
In their...

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The room was dank and dreary
The past hung in the air
There was a scent of mildew
A smell of history was there
The paint was old and faded
With stains all dark and brown
The wallpaper too was dated
And...

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A Farmer’s Plight
The field is ready
The work is done
Toiling in the soil
Under the sun.
 We wait now for the monsoon rain
To end our hunger and our pain.
Loans, in part will be paid
When we harvest our...

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A father of six he was in his early forties,
struck by cancer
toiling to provide for his children
with
no property
no land
no animals, but a loyal old donkey
that uncomplainingly was carrying from a distance
the heavy loads of wood...

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Moods oscillate in cadences of peaks and valleys
Music to fractious emotions on greasy dance floors
Mistimed cues of flares smouldering relationships

Angst of redundancy seethes from within as lava
Anger is camouflaged with the cloak of reticence
Ardour suffocated...

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I don’t have asbestos fingers and my blisters come from the garden
Toiling the soil and growing fine ingredients for such gourmet cuisine
Like ‘throw it all in the one pan dishes’ and crystal ball cooking galore
Never...

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Do you, like me, worry about the way the world is turning to
Do you wish things were different
Do you dream of life being perfect
Do you hope of someday, bringing changes to make it as such

Why,...

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Around 29AD, a saviour claimed eternity as a light of future hope,
Recorded or foretold, accepted or rejected, he left a message that stretched,
Across the pages of all mankind, throughout all time, resurrected but neglected,
Simple message...

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