Long Undercurrent Poems

Was this a bold  endeavour or worst-case high risk plot?
 In one sense I was caught between two poles apart  concerns.
One must never underestimate indeed trivialise a devilish 
difficult decision.
A decision that may...

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"Candy Girl" - 2



He had been watching her from the far end of the Ice Bar, where he was sitting propped up on an ice ledge which was cushioned in plush Reindeer hide and Yak...

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(One poet's vision of what being indwelled by Christ's heart might look like)        

What makes me feel loved isn't easy to say, 
And not because the heart of...

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I've spent a great deal of time riding alone this last week. Many of the roads we have been on do not have a shoulder making it impossible to ride side by side. There have...

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The faded afterglow of a life passing through mid-age is also wrapped with an expected pattern of probable uncertainties. The moments that can ignite true spark, are not numerous, neither are those absent. The known...

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Love has us immeresed,
in an endless fathom.
Like tears that fall to the sea.
A symbol of loves' fleeting-
Phantom- 
bemused unto the deep.

Our understanding, 
a shifting current,
carrying us to some far shore-
Between summit and sands,
of the Isle...

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I wade into the stream of your words
Gently…letting the flow wash over me
Feeling its coolness make me tingle
My soul is coming to life
Experiencing every ripple
Wash against my body
Feeling the undercurrent tug at me
Inviting me in...

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For many days, I am yearning with my pastime longing to bargain for a mountain
Even though I am not knowledgeable about that marchant, for a dealer of that, then.
I long , I wish I could...

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Elusive pursuit endeavoring to craft a great poem

I (analogous to a rolling stone)
confess, no deliberate intent, yet often wonder
what spurs me to nudge, goad, coax, et cetera
semblance of reasonable poetic rhyme
despite modesty regarding
ably linkedin words...

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Brilliant, grandiloquent, magnificent, trenchant...

Writing prompts burst asunder
deafening soundcloud roared
with apocalyptic thunder
'course only audible to yours truly,
I did dumbfoundedly wonder...

At o'clock tick tocking wee hours brisk
December seventeenth
two thousand nineteen
simultaneous blinding fiery kindling
quickening xing risk
within winkin blinkin...

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The R&R's of  marvin, 1st rule you will go to sunday school and every sunday n' for goodness sake don't say I gotta headache.  growing up in poppa marvin's world was a daily...

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Love is an untamed force. When we try to control it, it destroys us. When we try to imprison it, it enslaves us. When we try to understand it, it leaves us feeling lost and...

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Why do I write poetry?
I am sure some people here wonder just why I do! 
For my poems were once described as ‘simple’
And to others they are a pile of old pooh

I have learned so...

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IMAGINATION

Closed eyes; under a locked prism of unavailable light 
subjects our third eye to mind's internal creation; 
imagined images viewed by non-existent senses
on an opague three dimensional screen.

In an algorithm of shedded particle waves
Insight quickly...

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I confess, no deliberate intent, yet often wonder
what spurs me to nudge, goad, coax, et cetera
despite modesty regarding
ably linkedin words for others to ponder
more often than not experiencing nonresponder.

Without lofty literary ambitions,
more so stream of...

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I once rode a hurricane 
from Trinidad to Budapest.
Almost drowned five times
grabbing onto driftwood that floated by to stay alive.
Prayed and prayed for a ship to passby.
Finally landed in a place of many temples 
A monk had given...

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The twisting and turning snatches of light are back on the wall
I can't decypher them - they don't have messages within 
There's more to be known from snatches of caught words than prepared words
The truth...

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This plague is real-for sure
where it came from
(CHINA)-is undeniable...
but was the little devil
birthed by a bigger devil
did it slip away from a Wuhan lab
or explode from a wet market bat...

truth is a rose-
evil is a...

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No more invisible speechless, deaf and blind child
With neglected pleasures being addicted to denial
Floating through time, gravitating towards a warm arm
With an appetite for the emptiness that promises no harm

No more uncontrollable eruptions of emotional...

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A Perfect Family Storm

A perfect storm is brewing, against my family seas
Calm waters now are tossing to and fro.
It started with a rumble; grey clouds formed overhead
No sure from which direction it will blow.

Strong waves...

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Let us be….

Let us be cast by winds 
holding on to nothing but each other’s company  
swaying this way and that, 
displaying our fragile brittle states,
seasonal winds lashing us up and down,
sun baking our...

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Since I was a child
An unspoken question 
Has echoed in the hollow 
Of my body 
Carved by sorrow – 

Where were you?

When your chubby baby boy
Climbed out of his crib and
Crawled into the cold bathroom
Where...

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Where doth it begin, this wave that cometh over me
that leaves me at times in great overwhelm
unable to respond
frozen in time and space

It seems as though one day the seas of my mind are calm
all...

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FROM SUNSET TO SUNRISE

Her clinging mermaid-figure, auburn hair - french braid-chaste.
Pearl’s arms circumnavigate his nautical-neck. Strong arms gird her waist.
His hands, like the current, draw her in. She inhales with fingers laced.
Like the sublime shoreline,...

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I cannot win this battle. 
You pull at the loose treads until I unravel.

You point your fingers, calling me absurd things,
While claiming you’re king.

But you’re not the one who built this castle.
So, stop trying to...

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