Long Winnows Poems

Step out with me,
if you would be so kind,
on this melting island of ice.

Full-heated summer sun
feels good on backs and shoulders
and faces turned down and in to hunt,
to fish.
We start each day with gratitude
for warmth...

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Everything that is created
disguises a hidden purpose....
A calligrapher writes out his lines
not just for the exquisiteness of the script
but to also convey a meaning.
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Messiah’s portent
His advent, descent, ascent
Returns to cement

Apostates conspire
To douse the prophet's hellfire
But reap God's backfire

Curse your weighted scale
Your oppression leaves a trail
God's scale will prevail

Salvation has highs
Persecutions brutalize
Faith to exercise

Human worth erodes
Divine judgment at crossroads
Man's...

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Soul consciousness


The most valuable thing is soul
Without its presence no life can sustain
person to person approach is apart
As air roams freely from command

Revolves brain to place it in mind or space 
Not conclusion of findings...

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"Signal! Raise the alarm bells,
For rebels sink below the swells!
Watchmen! Let the rebels know,
Sin creates the Undertow."

Against the Enemy's death throes,
The Justifier, winnows!
"I will shakedown your whole world,
And sin and shame will be hurled!"

Just then...

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It creeps in like a careless whisper,
in cold nights and sleepy days.
It likes busy streets and hides in lonely places.
It rages a soft war, mind blowing to drive great warriors crazy.
It itches, pierces, tickles, oozes,...

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I used to teach A for Andromeda, a play
As back as in late sixties.
I desire to buy the star Andromeda
Of the Andromeda galaxy
From the cosmologist Fred Hoyle.
Let she be my ruling star
For my sweetie Charmer...

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A needle in a haystack I am
Lost, beyond the boundary of my being.
It is a tiny universe you say
Finite from infinite end to infinite end
And still no bigger than the one
Whose voice wrote the words...

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These woods are like a mother
                             ...

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During 
your 
   twirling 
soliloquy
&
    throbbing 
zeal 
   for
     endless
dalliance 
    beckon 
me 

will 
  come 
   ...

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Short of help, but still of staff
the headache from the neck does last
the evenness of time in cache
lies dormant, so disbursed, abashed!

Though waiting, justice is enmassed
to some fond hill, its wearied bast
has tempered not the...

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Jealousy is the rage of a man,
Whose passion unyielding as the grave
Burns like flames of blazing fire, whose fan
In his hand winnows success from death's plan.
Love goes awry for his fugitive slave.

The king's enemy the...

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"The end is near," the short-wave said.
"Before midnight, all will be dead."
I aim to leave my baggage here.
For my warted nose should I fear?

April fifteen and taxes due
Can I afford to be so lax
As to...

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I find myself in a dark silent vacuum,
A place where nothing could be
Seen, heard or felt.
My soul grieves in agony,
My sole feels no lifewithin,
My heart feels a pain-stained hollow,
I wondered off by myself,
  ...

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Wind winnows in every supernatural tree
Is being there man kind’s destiny?
Words twine their beauty is simplicity 
Forces at work have mesmerizing majesty

It starts by a simple word phrase
Yet if magic can make thought real this...

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Revered indoctrination, filling space
as bridal hold seems documented trace
and grace consoled, invigorating base
examines its contention to invade.

As vagrant apathy winnows enfold
and channels it suggestion to bring scold,
how sweetness lies within this verse, my mold
to love...

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