Long Wizen Poems

A New Light, Bright Rays That Are Sent To Heal

New light, brighter rays bequeathed to heal
those deep aching fears, terrors of the night,
those wicked world uses to sweet joy kill
in its evil nature uses to...

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What mountain’s top holds truth’s last stand,
 its vista viewed as life’s specific grandeur;
 promised above earth’s horizon,
 soon home to you, this present era’s raconteur;
 prized perch upon and soon so manned,
 spirits to...

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We make our way through the debris
To the second floor of the military shelter…
Slowly and cautiously,
For Death here lies-
But only half-asleep.
The torrid wind wrings the unstuck wallpaper,
Forcing it to sing the hymn
Of the great Amarna...

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Of Life Unknown

Those nights simply vanishes along
A memory of her only remains now in dreams
In exchange, is of lonesomeness whence love begone
Alike some thoughts, taking upon stolen wings

Somehow time amazes me much still
Little by little,...

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I Looked To Heaven That Christmas Night

What shall I do, cast far away my pen
Should wizen Cheshire cat stop its grin
Mighty Amazon stop its massive flow
I paint my Christmas scene devoid of snow
Nay, surrender poets...

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Some years had passed while Balgar learn the druid ways
now full of knowledge and ready to help those in need
He set off on his travels following his instincts as he went 
first he came across...

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While my spirit is feeble for managing, my soul can. 
Each birth and death occurred throughout one's lifespan.
Undoubtedly, pride and ego inspirations are useless. 
I've isolated myself from the remainder of the universe.
 
They have irreversibly...

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"Temptation would not shift, had to make one last parting gift" ~The Poet~

Seeping like spilled golden honey smothering the horizon, 
As age old marshmallow clouds surrender to flames and wizen.
The molten ball of fire, sinks...

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Beautiful lace-gowned maiden dark of hair
Waits patiently for him. Please do not stare.
He will be out of the house at his usual time.
Taking her arm in a gentleman’s gesture sublime.

They will start at the pink...

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Co-Exist, Neither Of Us Fear The Knife

I saw the crescent moon in dappling sky
Gentle wind danced about and moaned
Earth spoke quite clear and told the crescent moon
Let all liars that lie now be stoned
Does not...

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“Each new day is ‘Day One’ for the rest of your life!”
When you say it like that, does your future seem dire?
Just how bad was it really (the fight with your wife)?
Tempers burn through the...

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She’s coming! Mom said this in a sing-songy way.  
She knew that my twin and I were fascinated with Florence, 
she was like our new toy.  We had been afraid of her for...

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Goodbye Europe 

Driving along I saw at a distance what looked
like two dark shadows holding up a smaller wizen shadow,
and I thought without Africa, Europe would have been a more miserable place. 
We stole their...

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Goodbye Europe 

Driving along I saw at a distance what looked
like two dark shadows holding up a smaller wizen shadow,
and I thought without Africa, Europe would have been a more miserable place. 
We stole their...

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Two pair of Eyes, assigned as leads,
by the puissant heart! As per the role had needs.
The play comprised a script of emotion,
and the pair showed utmost devotion.

Though rebellion ushered, but still they quelled,
Unaware of what...

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I dreamt your illusion
                    {In voyeuristic colours.}

Bedded down the rust
of wizen memories
    ...

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Our situation can determine who we are I believe
And the power of socialism is naive
We are forever so basic in life to accordingly achieve
Have you a known other to relief?

Everyone has always come so far
I...

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Feel the summer wind,
Rolling through the sky. 
I’m missing a friend, 
who’s said goodbye. 
Though the storm is ending, 
remnants remain. 
Wounds that need tending, 
for a mind still pains. 
The cartoons play behind, 
background...

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Witches in my gardens, blessing them.  
Using their notoriously generous green thumbs to help repot the plants snatched out by gray wind yesterday.
Witches, welcome!  So grateful you have arrived!
    ...

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Motorbike 
My motorbike has been on the terrace during the winter
 I cleaned it and tried to start it, alas, the battery was
flat so I tried to kick start it but gave up got to...

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Expressive perceptions,
There’ll be no objections;
Under a tempest of words,
If the storm moves towards.

The dispassionate flowers,
Dies in heavy rain showers,
Except for the exquisite carnation,
Inside the home foundation.

In touch with vanity,
In need of quantity;
Conspiring with frivolity,
Filled gently...

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The persnickety wizen witches were on their way to West Perth.
To witness for themselves their prophetic cousin’s friend’s birth.
They made jokes as they flew, cackling along the scenic way.
Leesha said if the newborn neonate is...

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The Hummock
There is a hill behind the houses rounded and soft
I call it a -mother hill- and it welcome you and softly
Murmur, how do you do and leave you alone to sit
On a boulder and...

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The Hummock
There is a hill behind the houses rounded and soft
I call it a -mother hill- and it welcome you and softly
Murmur, how do you do and leave you alone to sit
On a boulder and...

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I used to love the morning,
When silence echoed against the rising sun,
Whose light is but a vivid warning,
That when it sets, the dark will be later done.

I used to see the sky,
And find hope upon...

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