Long Upturn Poems

Now we along one of hard rims are brought;
And a thin spray on the  brook is fixed, 
So shield to rims and water is begot.

As Flemings, Cadsand and Bruges bewixt,
Fearing the high waves pouncing...

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Rugby SCRUM* DANCE for Divorced and Dis-abused Wedding Guests

(Packs made up of eight « players » (see note below) may be formed indifferently : either segregate the sexes or mix them up. No sweat !...

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A Prophecy From Beyond

This night I strayed into a dream
It was unlike any other I’ve known
Nothing is an ever what it seem
To place a truth to believe what was shown

{There was blood dripping from the...

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By: Sashi Prabhu (zeauoxian)(written 29th march 2012)

(UNITING PEOPLE TO PROTECT THE PLANET)
(8.30 pm Saturday 31st march 2012)
The portent prophecy is teeming and bursting with dark fears,
Nature’s omens are crystal clear,
Horrendous and awful signs we see...

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Decades of a formula that only he knew about it and drew,
Cascades of his artwork came to a head in his last years,
Glissades of a swan in a lake that only a handful had seen,
Tirades...

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inherited
everlasting 
bountiful 

there is no
shining sun
because it is not 
the sun’s turn
to shine. 
instead these stars 
glisten
and sparkle
from heavens 
we stretch our arms
and faith
to touch
and shine down
on this earth,
this divine planet,
which houses the baby
who has...

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Soft, simple wind go on a path that is made clear,
Freshly lays anew for each breath that one appear,
The subtle ripple spreads on a course that favors,
Fills open space and need to flow o'er layers,
Trust...

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IN A NOWHERE LAND

I feel like a crazy, mad woman,
chafed and losing my patience.
Feeling so bad, ready to explode
or needing desperately to explore
and get lost to point of no return
or to find a nowhere land.

The...

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Would you change anything in your life,
Would you leave it alone,
Would you make a different choice,
On who you let come and go,

Would you change your child hood dream,
To let others be a star,
for them to...

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They thought i was disabled by choice, not by veracious right, 
They thought, ‘cos i objected to medicine’s lady, 
But my parents were both a malady, 
To medicine’s elegance and height. 

My parents were faith...

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13.2
“The body is strained by practices
The tongue tires of scripture
The mind numbs with meditation
Detached from all this,
I live as I am”


The matrix of in-form body consciousness 
Employs limited bandwidths of vibration
Perceiving with defective awareness
Interpreting in...

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I'm simply Sam, the simple stalker
Popping sweet tarts like a drug addict pops their pills
I worry too much and often think too into things
I know what's right for you, but have no idea what's good...

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nothing solidifies a movement
like the commercialization &
exploitation of its members---
watch them be plastered, 
nameless & stirring in the moment
as if next year will be different---
for this year’s 
“TIME magazine’s person of the year” is
“the protestor”---
and...

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Hive mind 
behind.
Recognize 
the sign.
A different train
to align.
Travel alone.
Taking time.
Beware,
riptide.
Changing clime.
Soon,
hunters blind,
won't hide,
what they want.
What you have,
inside.
Nothing sacred.
Secrets.
What's had,
confide.
Divulge 
what's missed.
No sanctum
clarified.
Transparency 
will be
verified.
One man
island,
rarified.
Forcing narrow,
they preach
the wide.
Actions
justified.
In turn,
hang
the spy.
Freedom
rescind.
It's all
a lie.
Clipped wings.
Our Eagle
no longer
can...

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Zealots are totally incapable of any emotion other than rage. It is an unalterable law that people who claim to care about the human race are utterly indifferent to the sufferings of individuals.
— Quentin Crisp

ZEALOTS

The...

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With acquired skills often very bold...
as a philosopher once foretold,
I write my essay on friendship, kind of brief,
not for my sake but for anyone without relief.
With the keenest mind I move this speedy hand,
to convince...

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Eyes, which are open wide at the beginning of our meet,
They soon start to take an upturn shape as I look in deep.
I soon dread what I vision in within the darkness that drips.
From every...

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Be the beauty that dwell to spread, 
For all to share colorful moments. 
Be the cheers that spring to yield, 
Good laughter to birth inner peace. 

Let crudeness not teach beauty's value, 
Like darkness preaches...

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Besieged souls fight up their way 
against a pile of bodies in lay. 
Hearts tremble in disarray 
as the horizon turns to gray. 

On the ground, the children scream 
as the quake shatters their dream....

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I will bleed folks, I will bleed... 
Blood doesn't always have to equate pain... 
It could mirror the relief that courses through; 
pregnant clouds after the rain... 

I will smile folks, I will smile...
I genuinely...

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Soft, subtle whispers of conscience within
They burn, upturn, compelling doublethink 
Redeem hermit, soul from possible sin

Senses five immerse us in outer din
Severing thus from God, our divine link 
Soft, subtle whispers of conscience within

Child’s soul...

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A course-correction knife was plunged too late.
A smile was still, upon her lips, that date.

Clueless, for most of life, the cherries, green.
Her shoulder-bluffs and high-peak cheeks are seen.

She stands five feet, barely a statue-bold.
Appears quite...

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Sunshine and Showers 


Gardener stands with a watering can, 
in hand. Sunshine and showers begin 
with a drizzle on forgotten flowers, 
refresh from the rain showers. 
Patience, time doth thy beauty does also grow,
 always...

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Dreams recollected, in state of waking
Our free will therein active, to discern
No memory of waking whilst dreaming

Our acts in waking state thus enabling
Life lessons we gradually so learn
Dreams recollected, in state of waking

Yoga affirms dream...

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Sadim touch, I must say. Is this upturn, yet, bad?
Didn't Midas' touch become, ultimately, sad...?

Not being greedy - is the moral of Midas,
Yet, isn't the Midas episode an eidos...?

What did the king not have, that...

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