Long Wet blanket Poems

Free advice to those* who would be King from the THIRUK-KURAL with notes
[*like presidents and prime ministers of declining (falling or fallen) nations]

K381: padaikudi kuulamaiccu nadpuaran aarum
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From now on
I will dance as if on fire -
And when I say on fire – I mean sporadic dancing is the only form I know.
I am told I dance like a white girl
I look...

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sigh ...
there is no shortage
of gloom and doom these days
we are in the midst of something unseen in our time
and the fear and hysteria is palpable
that said, I'm not taking the blue pill ... no...

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Painless metamorphosis,
wrapped in precious memories fading
No more chrysalis tears formed on the inside,
only blank stares
leading idle long flights to nowhere ... 
Vacant whims drifting on a placid smile outside

Strange faces have a distant feel of...

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Kisses good-bye;  waved out the door.
Sitting at the shore.  The water is still rolling.
You want to know how much longer I'll be here for.

We'll all be here till death is at the door....

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Well SALLY'S corpse is in the graveyard
But her ghost clings to me like an old wet
Blanket...maybe it's because I treated her
Like dirt when she was alive and shot her
When I caught her cheating on me...

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Well SALLY'S corpse is in the graveyard
But her ghost clings to me like an old wet
Blanket...maybe it's because I treated her
Like dirt when she was alive and shot her
When I caught her cheating on me...

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As the last thread of darkness bids
farewell, it took a swipe at their 
peaks,
A thick coat of mist casts a wet blanket
over their faces and swiftly leaves,
Then, out comes the glow of Dawn’s 
first golden...

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To make a summers restless night
 Open its sleepy eyes,
And makes the morning dance upon your windowsill.
 
It make the sweet smell of forever,
 Nestle in beside you.
It make the storms of your soul all...

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Two daughters they had – Happy and Sad.
They had other names, but this is what we neighbors noticed.
And it is what we called them.

Happy was always laughing, smiling, joking, playing.
She was upbeat, positive, excited about...

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The air is heavy—
like a warm, wet blanket wrapped around everything.
The sun?
Hiding behind a cloud,
like it doesn’t want to deal with the day.

The Brahmaputra flows—
slow, wide, calm.
It mirrors the dull sky,
grey and tired like it...

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The power I yearn to catch

A surplus beauty overflowing hearts
Dew settles, sprinkled gently a wet blanket

Star leather leads me into unknown territory
My senses are imprisoned and takes my breath
Through a crack in the window I...

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The power I yearn to catch

A surplus beauty overflowing hearts
Dew settles, sprinkled gently a wet blanket

Star leather leads me into unknown territory
My senses are imprisoned and takes my breath
Through a crack in the window I...

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It was a warm January 1st,
but now as evening falls,
it is raining and so cold.

We walk along silently,
I am lost in my thoughts,
we have not talked in blocks.

The city traffic, a loud hush,
lights of...

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An annual muster   
Of black and yellow honey-eaters 
Chattering and tweeting 
Brought in the dawn this morning 
Against the backdrop 
Of a grey wet blanket sky lightly sun lit 
Heavy with the promise...

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Insanity embedded onto you like a wet blanket on a cold night
Your breathe sharper than a daggers tip
Words seep into you like the kiss of a needle
Your mind an unraveling bundle of thread
Each nightmare you...

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It's not without reason that it rained that day.
Those winter clouds were paler than my dead
grandmother's face. The wet blanket, which
the morning air wrapped around my sleepless
back, bore no pearls. The ever cribbing qualm
that sings...

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The world is all white,
Distance veiled from sight,
Swirling vapours of mist
Just what I had wished

As I’m hidden from view
By this mist that I grew
Shielding my delicate soul
Till once more I am whole 

All that I...

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The mermaid and her Lover. 

The mermaid is so sad her head just above water, 
she had a raw sardine for her lunch, it was bland.
It didn´t used to be like this when she met...

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It’s morning and darkness dawns on the shadowy recesses of her soul.
Voices from afar, echo through the hollow emptiness,
Yet cannot penetrate her comprehension.
Sorrow has befriended her
And Fear has enveloped her in his immobilizing embrace.
A spark...

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When a Winter long dies and Spring arrives
And the sun grows close to the naked eye
You'll hear dulcet sounds of mourning dove cries
In dawn's wet blanket air that purifies
The world's dead plants turn from a...

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It was the first big rain today,
I woke to hear the comforting,
pit-pat, pit-pat, at my window.

After getting dressed,
we were ready to go get our coffee.
Stepping outside there's an instant smell of fresh pine.

The weather is...

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Why compare thee to a summer day?
What mean they with such a dull word?
Days of summer are usually gray
And hazy and overcast and blurred.

Do they mean to say you’re a kill joy,
A wet blanket, a...

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i'm not
a popsicle
i'm out of the
life cycle and
now one with
the universe

and now for the
world of sports
we take you to
the Himalayas
for the outdoor

wet blanket
covered
meditating
monk
championships

and on the
other side of
the world we
go to New 
York City 

for who...

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