Long Unrecognised Poems

Headlights messaged through midnight windows 
Curtainless glass unable to subdue the urgency 
Car obtained in street nearby was theirs temporarily
Three hour drive to ship leaving island next morning

Two sixteen year old girls barely registered surprise...

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ON EVIL DOINGS

I blame all of it, the evil doings, on boredom. 
It is a widely unrecognised source of wickedness. 
Unfortunately, it certainly is.
The absence of purpose is not a lack of things to do,...

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The reading of Villon poems at West Berlin’s Free University, Winter Semester 1957-58
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"Seeds"



Blue reaches reflections
touching ripples 
tears in time ephemeral
caresses fragrant Green my canopy

opens the light
inside me 

cracked eggshell 
golden-yoked sunshine
pale turquoise kintsugi
splintered paths inside my mind

in the smallness
of me 
something 
quietly blooms 

ragged yet refined
a gecko...

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These secret silent stillnessess,
wistful wispy whisperings
which enter through the windows in my heart,
I try to softly touch them 
and they recede, far, so far away,
I try to gently hold them
they slip beyond my grasp,
and so,...

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“Nothingness” 

Words 
lines drawn 
unending

dusk 
to
dawn

characters recognised
transcribed
in the mind 

where voices unheard
plant meaning
wild ivy grows 

and snakelike
moves 
outside the lines

electric 
we become strange
symphonies sublime;

engraved in time
most rocks crumble
dissolve, 

life has no need
for unnecessary 
rhyme

beginning of...

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Life is possibility
there are broad horizons out there for us all if only we will look 
If children don’t succeed they try again or try something else – 
life is about finding who we are,...

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“Hyacintho Caelum” 



salvus me
per poetica
Hyacintho Caelum
advenit
sicut turbo
in pluvia

red life reigns
poetry awakens
opening 
gifts again

a gain

Life 
mysterious 
calls us all forward
metronome time
constantly calling 

the call 
it never changes

the poets’ Majesty
pleasure through 
the wrecking balls
dropping white and 
black...

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In the suspended time 

In the suspended time between Christmas and New Year’s Eve,
I think of you. 
Time has passed, much time, and you have said in 
Clear words of silence, that you wish me...

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If love could be measured
..then science would have done it.

There would be a formula, an equation, Einstein would have published a paper.. but there is no measure. 
Love is too fine, too vast, too varied,...

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Cages of Angels



Have you hungered enough
As you lay bereft of sleep
The changing seconds in dead red digital light
Stare you blankly into thoughts
Seeping from your pours like tears

Afraid to close your eyes
Shutter your lids into another...

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Degradation of the soul is my lifeline. Burning flames suck out the sublime traits, of overlords stretching to take their turn in front of the lingering hatred of conformity. Your pitying powers of guilt spread...

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In solitudes of silence,
     under darkness of a night,
Hidden thoughts of yesteryear
     flex their weary wings for flight.
Through the haze of memory
     and...

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t's evident that you are trying all avenues to return to work and health and appreciate your difficulties and shared your complete frustration. If you are not sure what to do then you get help...

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And I lay myself down upon the lifeless patch to somehow contemplate
Looking at the darken Heaven before me… my darkness awaits
My personality has redefine me in an unrecognised absolution
Of my world, of The Ancients… who...

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Are not humans so amazing uniquely on their own
Especially the modest who make themselves less shown
For others to pass by them so they can all be seen
Check out all those people and where have they...

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These are photographs of my village
Taken over a hundred years ago
The streets look just the same
As those I used to know
When Fifty or more years later 
That village was my family home
And i wandered them...

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Destiny, an unseen lamp, hidden somewhere,
someone lighted for you when you had arrived.
You don’t perceive, it sheds a beam of glare,
and the ordained light travels unfaded,
illumines your pathway during the time allotted,
you get for the...

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people come, they go
pattern of lives loose-woven
and unrecognised

fate is just chance, some
random coincidence of
persons and events

if pattern there is
you and I could not see it
too close and too faint

life at rainbow’s end
where primary colours blend
all...

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Wheel Of Life 
On yonder mountain a remarkable sight
Stumbled upon by chance
In shrouded mist, shapes start to unfold

Strange mechanism, a wheel is seen
Sitting there in crossed leg pose 
A being unrecognised by myself
Asked a question...

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First class brains
Streets populated with them
Flaunting certificates--useless
Plus innate knowledge practical,
But unrecognised
 
Tightfisted bourgeois;
Alienated job opportunities
Reserved for own kids born and unborn
Capitalism overblown;nauseous
Grab and keep philosophy elevated
Who do you know?Who don't you know?
Keys to haven
 
You...

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“Objects of Affection” 

Objects of affection
drop like white marbles
from the sky 
we love to look 
to our heaven
for all kinds
of angels

all’s fair in 
love and war
when faith 
and belief 
in a stronger
unified existence
that type of...

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Good ideas go unrecognised 
they hear your words and roll their eyes
some will mock laugh and cry
seeing squarely blind to wide

failed perspective 
blind too the big context
opinions subjective 
forget their disrespect 

Some people only follow...

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Tasked to continue smooth function of cult compound 
Sixteen svelte helpers of mindless vibrant physiche
Hurl their determination found in daily frequency 
Milking cows, picking fruit, darning gowns

Draped swathes of cotton smother love worthy curves
Bunches clutched...

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A name on the tip of a tongue.
A father caught in traffic, who never made the party.
A mongrel fighting a lion,
whose only reason for living was the one for which he was dying.

Were you here...

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