Long Unhurried Poems

Their human ma and pa were spark out in reclining chairs
But Rum and Raisin watched the TV with enraptured stares
The western had just ended with the credits rolling past
And Raisin said, “That gunslinger was super...

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She stirs first..restless..looking longingly over..senses awakened.
Their feet shuffle slowly under warm covers. The moonlight shines thru the window catching her face. .illuminating it…her tousled hair frames her face.
She looks up, hopefully for his eyes to...

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I was a knowledgeable color expert, with a degree in enthralling color theory,
And was proficient with color related software, like evening sun grown weary.

With cognizance of color psychology, and emotional effects of different hues,
I created...

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1  LONELINESS

(Message of hope dedicated to all those that have been through such an excruciating experience.)


Loneliness:
Painful
Agonizing
Merciless 
Unbearable solitude,
When you are present, Time immobile remains,
And
Each second an eternity of intolerable 
Suffering becomes. 

At such moments,
We...

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There Were The Echoes Of Her Touch

In my lost and wandering days
Old black shoes and eyes cold gray
Wind whispering in dawn silence
Could world ever stop its violence.
There were the echoes of her touch
What the hell,...

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Aurora stood at the gravesite close to Robert’s casket on the bier
 “Look at her, why I’ve yet to see a tear”
The lady whispered to the other so Aurora could hear
“Her dress is disrespectful; it’s...

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Echo from the lace-veiled night, whisper of a secret spring,
Gets lost in the recesses of my thought, hidden and undefeated.
There, where the dream embraces the dark eternity,
A soul wanders between dream and oblivion, seeking the...

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Solitude:
Distressful 
Afflictive
Merciless
Unbearable solitude,
When you are present, Time immobile remains,
And
Each second an eternity of intolerable
Suffering becomes.

At such moments,
We implore Time to advance,
To accelerate its pace,
To hurry up

For

The next second
The next minute
The next hour
The next day to...

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People say my poetry is mostly doom and gloom
But I’m a funny person and I’ll prove it to you soon
My wit and sharp ripostes are a constant delight
Let’s see if I can tell this story...

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I can imagine people shouting and laughing, and see others running toward somewhere.  I am in the throes of not doing anything important today, not up, not down.
Frantically doing what they can to enjoy...

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There is a withered garden many people do not see,
They walk passing around it, very busily.
Past parched grasses, withered blooms 
Shades of tan and palest gray, all colorless and dried.
Water’s not been shared or granted,...

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ask yourself this:

do I, a romantic fool, dare
pretend to write of your perfect shape?
oh yes, I do … I must!
for your unadorned contours are
overwhelmingly staggering to
the naked eye, and if observed by the
average person this...

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This is karst country
New Market is a mountaintop
She sits on a limestone hill
And sloping down to a sudden drop
We come to Middle Quarters still
As water in the bulrush 
On the wide chest of a broad...

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I-95

“Ya got the horse race
 Ya got the dog race
 Ya got the human race —
 But this is a ratrace”
    ~ Bob Marley and the Wailers, “Ratrace” from the album Rastaman...

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EATING    OUT

Seated uneasily at the edge tables,  café males alone, silent  -
Focused on eating, heads moving, looking around to defend,
Guarding their plates against enemies and, finished, quickly  leaving.
Am I...

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Beneath the celestial dome, where stars dance in silence,
My soul, a nocturnal wanderer, seeks your shadow in hordes,
Among thousands of the night's dark shades, and the beat of wings,
You are my shining labyrinth, the kite...

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One of the advantages of growing old…one of the things I most adore
is how time slows down allowing me to enjoy the wonders around me a little more.

Yes, once I entered this unhurried state…perhaps the...

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The call to the East,
a low deep murmur,
a tune of sombre dulcet tones plays out - non-invasive,
A surreal hum through the air 
as the crescent moon hangs low
A spiritual beacon for the faithful,
Prayers, as the...

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I walk outside, under the darkening sky,
and contemplate this tumultuous past.
This rain has seen all that I have, all that's gone by,
witnessed me rise, watched me fall, and all so fast.

Rain has seen me on...

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Under the shadow of the ancient moon and whispering stars,
Through the valley of thoughts where our secrets sway,
Thus begins the translucent tale, hidden beneath the veil of the evening,
A saga of longing, woven into the...

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In a clearing, in the deep, dark wood, 
there appeared a pile of rocks.
Atop of which, eyeing this motley crew,
sat none other than Mr Fox.

"What have we here?" He said with a sneer,
"A Crow playing...

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To be grateful is to recognize the love of God in everything He has given us–and He has given us everything. –Thomas Merton, writer and poet



In a still, small voice
The Father called to me
Awakening my...

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Lawyer Wainwright harrumphed and rose to his feet
To defend his client in front of the jury,
In what all thought would be an impossible feat,
But approached the jury in a manner unhurried.

He began, his eyes bright,...

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I pray that we be ever connected
Now and always, no time excepted
Unbroken awareness, divine entwined
Love enabled, with ego declined

I pray that we be ever connected
Now and always, no time excepted
As a non-doer, yet doing with...

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Remember the halcyon days gone by,
When we were kids, you and I.
Long hot summers and days in the park,
Playing on swings until it got dark.

Remember the bands that played on the stand,
The ice cream man,...

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