Long Visor Poems

The Game of Hockey 

By Government decree, lacrosse
Is Canada’s national sport,
But in the hearts and minds of Canadians,
Hockey rules supreme.
Hockey is a winter sport enjoyed by Canadians since 1875,
When the game was first played, on...

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Time for a road trip, my  dad, mom and us three kids all packed into our old station wagon. I guess it wasn't so old but it sure seemed that way at the time....

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To My Valentine

My heart opened like an opened window
like an opened square quivering treu love
from poor dull stare in blind eyes that care
something coming to me I am waiting for it fear fullly
as my head...

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Genesis resplendent to me – a garden of Eden resident atheist

Avast abundance of life forms
doth snapchat and buzzfeed
a motley fool of indiscriminate creed
resembled yours truly freed
from those scrambling greed
dully sending hotmail google
eyed hungrily ogling indeed
six...

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Autumnal hint faintly tinges air 
finding this mortal 
     bewitched by blare 
ring refulgent radiance, 

      which quiets viz cheer
ring, harkening murmuring analogous,
   ...

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A Fugitive
Bus Stop Overland Park, Kansas   7:35 PM

A furrowed brow and furtive eyes
that refuse to engage another,
striding quickly through the crowd
and putting people between him
and the police car.
He is hardly the drifter or...

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You're walking out the front entrance 
Leaving work behind you 
Forgetting the hustle of the day 
Looking forward to a quite drink 

Chilling out 
In your 
Soft 
Comfy 
Favourite 
Chair 

Staring into an open fire...

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I am twenty-one.
It’s a hot, summer day in 1963.
I’m in Lubbock, Texas, at Reese Air Force Base
And I’m climbing the ladder into a supersonic T-38 jet.
The parachute strapped to my back is cumbersome.
I can feel...

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Cont…”Bill Jump in my car it’s closer!”  Bill was just a step behind Brick as they hurdled 
over the tape barrier and raced to Brick’s car.
     “You got it pardner!...

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Old man, blank faced, gray, balding, bent back, 
suspenders holding up loose pants, a half filled 
plastic grocery bag hanging from one hand, a 
wooden cane companion in the other, limps his 
way slowly from...

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On the high seas the clipper moves yearning with storms force
Parting away the waves splashing magic in lashing waters blue
Medusas token head on the fore beam to forswear deep ill omen  
Seeking to capture...

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As the beams in departure
darkness, they crawl slowly
taking charge and ready to rule
that surrounded shell above all
slouching in their aging gray
fresh again after sloughing its light
as plants in shift of their breath
and creatures, they creep...

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Lord, lead me not into temptation
Away you, I'm not sure, teach me not 
This exercise in longing, I will forget
Your verse of homelessness, as your son 
Illuminate the distance between me, and you 
Forgive me,...

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CONFOUNDED    ( COLLABORATION )


by~ S.Jagathsimhan Nair

When tension grips and the head reels
In its ever accelerated twirl
When two rays dangle from two flayed poles,
And the dumb loss of a moment’s truth
Looks so conspicuous...

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Confounded

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When tension grips and the head reels
In its ever accelerated twirl
When two rays dangle from two flayed...

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I race around this track
To make the fastest lap
In powered muscle cars
You bet, I’m driving that
Wearing a fibre glassed rig
And a white cat suit
You can call me the stig 
The fastest thing on route




You’ve never...

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Remembering the Henry J

By Elton Camp

When we speak of an automotive blunder
Most know how Ford’s Edsel went under
But there was another mistake made before
Though few recall that little car anymore

Henry J. Kaiser’s company made a...

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Loving Jesus the Old Fashioned Way!
There’s something on my mind that I know is o.k.
It’s about loving Jesus the old fashioned way.

I know this probably sounds silly to most of you.
But has the love of...

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“That girl’s going nowhere; she’s got socks to clean!”
The Black Knight did answer, he really was mean.
“If you’ve come here to get her I’ll give you a kick,
And knock you over with my big pointy...

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Every shogun nation wanna be 
in war visor control
Commandeer the missile steering wheel,
be the king of the road

Likewise, imperial power lust eyes
wanna be the top wing of the hive
Taste all the money honey they see...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Twenty

Trillion pin-pricks of the sticky mists surround the mosque’s turret
Shrouding the pallid angular slabs of the Faithfuls outlet:
Even the muzzled pit-bulls marshaled out in the cold winced.
At the...

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Today.   Repost 
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Meeting Andy Gibb: Today is His Birthday

Some moments in life we just
cannot totally recall,
Like rapid moving waters one sees 
in a waterfall.
But meeting Andy, I will
cherish and remember.
His eyes, his smile, far...

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Footsteps heard from afar 
Caught in the glimpse of 
Strange shadows on walls,
the unknowable visor of 	
approaching men in uniform, 
wedged in the unbroken frames 
of those shadows;
Carrying their guns and arms,
They throw a basket...

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chill;
evening;
darkest moon;

slowly approaching;

shroud of darkness;
castle appearing;

from the mist the knight emerges;
gallant knight so young and brave;
armor of steel...sword of silver;
well put together is this knight;
massive steed so strong and powerful;
white as the snow...swift as the...

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Priest’s Palette
 
Looking in the mirror over the sun visor of our nine passenger 1959 Ford station wagon, which we really need with six children, Dad says he does not care for Ash Wednesday. ...

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