Long Whirr Poems

Quietly, the memory of my grandfather manifested itself,
In the colors and shimmers of the Holy Spirit, 
I saw his human face,
The familiar lines, the flesh,
The pair of oceanic eyes, slowly blinking 
Smiling,
Like a heavenly beam
Splashing...

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Splat

Explosions do not always signify combustion but often combustion arrives after many years of layering the layers and tightly packing. Thus meaning that a fried piece of fat could slip and burst out of the...

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(after Edgar Allan Poe's "The Angel of the Odd")

It was a tidy day and I sat, replete, under vellux blankets.
Sadly, my tea was weak, the bottle of cinnamon whiskey
tantalizingly low, and my feet swelling above...

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The signs started in December
When she started waking up in tears each night
She was a normal girl with dark brown hair and darker brown eyes
She had plenty of friends and a loving family with just...

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I'm the roving reporter on the move again
(despite having a cold I had to take the children to gymnastics and because I'm disorganised I'm crossing several lanes of traffic on foot whilst they are in...

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As the summer sunlight hits
the surface of the lake
I am transfixed by a million kaleidoscopic
sparkles making  the water look like
a silver-blue satin sheet
complete
with thousands of winking diamonds
upon it strewn
like some cosmic boon
an ethereal treasure
a...

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As the day dusked yesterday,
The deflowered sun shone down 
with those eyes of a goldfish

'KATH’, got a light; 'EER’ lit a room;
And ‘AH’ illumined the night

No sound of a thing in your presence.
No bullet whirr,...

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I've never understood how things work

gears turn and cranks crank

circuits connecting and forming a link

all of this stuff is out of my reach

its all so confusing, fuses and plugs 

that plug into sockets 

and HUDS...

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They say Cabernet Sauvignon pairs nicely with steak
Pinotage, they reckon, for cheese
Tempranillo is the choice for Mexican grub
But, I'm somewhat easier to please

I've tried a fair few "Reds", on a weekend night
While chilling to some...

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I wander down the forest trails
the farmer collecting the last bales
golden brown they shine in the sun
the whirr of wings as birds escape the guns

The various gleaming colours of leaves
as spiraling down they twist and...

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Dawn shyly appears above the sea's horizon.
She's wearing several subtle shades of pink.
Much softer hues than that of rainbow red,
a bold color that inspires poets to spill ink.
A pair of white doves fly across the...

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28th jan2012
By Sashi Prabhu(zeauoxian)
These wooden meant to for all season,
Blue painted motored boats beacon,
Us to calm green sea waters,
To sail on and that’s all that matters.

The calm green waters dolphin rides,
Deep inside when the tide...

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Those wooden meant to for all season,
Blue painted motored boats beacon,
Us to calm green sea waters,
To sail on and that’s all that matters.

The calm green waters dolphin rides,
Deep inside when the tide subsides.
Eight pals and...

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Microlight


When they appeared, we were like, “What …the?” motorcycles
dangling from multi-coloured wings, animated comic book scene
blond wisps racing at leisure in deliberate mid-morning breeze
rainbow spectrum gone haywire, in the azure June sky
they were flaunting metallics,...

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Limited is lower mind’s cognition
Yet it chooses not to, with heart confer
Pitiful’s become, our soul’s condition
Ego’s ignorance, casts on love a slur
Navigating life, like an amateur 
When head melds with heart, erect is our stance
Surrendering,...

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30,000 insect species per mile, 
half of them in my space 
whirr of wings, 
none of whch make me smile 

Hot fetid air 
decay of leaves 
humidity overwhelms me 
i cannot breathe 

Dense impenetrable green,...

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You are a woman, with numerous names –
Whore,
Harlot, 
Courtesan,
Street Walker,
Concubine,
Lady of the night,
Prostitute,
a sex worker???

Bird of prey -
eyed by predator pimps, 
numerous numb nights 
spent in bleak brothels,
flocked like cattle in filthy sheds,
Time-etched face -
worn-out...

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Morning Fishing

Hungry mosquitoes buzz around the brush
Early morning brings the fishermen to the lake
They burp and pass wind, kings in their kingdom
The smell of cigars and cigarettes lace the thick
watery smell of the lake

They are...

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Wings of irridescent hue
A body shining 'lectric blue
Multi-facet eyes that see
a world that's strange to you and me

Those compound eyes that give it sight
can see in ultra-violet light
They cannot see in yellow/red
but blue and shorter...

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This irridescent dragonfly, 
skimming across the pond 
Whirr of wings 
The joy it brings 
My heart so fond 

This liquid green, 
the lillies so still 
Gentle flow from the mill, 
such calm I had not...

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This irridescent dragonfly, 
skimming across the pond 
Whirr of wings 
The joy it brings 
My heart so fond 

This liquid green, 
the lillies so still 
Gentle flow from the mill, 
such calm I had not...

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Whirr! Clank! Buzz! Clunk!
The gears of my brain seize up,
No longer meshing.
No inspirations, no images appear.
No lofty thoughts, ideas
Tumbling over each other waiting
To be brought to life.
No stream of poetic impulses flourishes,
No silver verbs or...

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all movements sweep
              perpetual motion
   the moon swims towards me, then away
    we orbit this moment, nearer...

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Translation of the Aranjuez lyrics from the Spanish original sung by Andrea Bocelli

Your lovely presence still lingers at Aranjuez

Aranjuez,
A place fused through in dreams of love
Where the whirr of fountains
In crystal
Make believe the waters chatter...

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I wish I had a twentieth of the confidence of
My muse name of Trixie sent down from above
If you want a picture, it is okay with her
She is always in pose position; self-confidence a whirr.

She...

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