Long Work on it Poems

Soliloquio del Individuo by Nicanor Parra, Translated by T. Wignesan


(Homage to Nicanor PARRA, 1914-2018, the Chilean ANTI-POET, winner of the "Cervantes Prize" (the highest literary honour for writers in Spanish), four times nominated for the...

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He was in his death bed, or on it,
when I asked the most beautiful man Earth could ever know
about his legacy.

This apparently futile pilgrimage toward,
on behalf of,
climate health?
Is that of which you are so curious?

Yes,...

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I was wondering when you will come, the year is almost done, and here I am in this place with little hope of joining the human race again. Here I am in this peculiar place...

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Last night, I stared out of the bedroom window
As I did, a few long years ago
I saw the fading image of a lost sad man
Wandering frantically in a twisted limbo
Subtlety I asked “why was he...

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I-95

“Ya got the horse race
 Ya got the dog race
 Ya got the human race —
 But this is a ratrace”
    ~ Bob Marley and the Wailers, “Ratrace” from the album Rastaman...

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How am I supposed to say no, when my body is screaming at me to let him do everything he wants, no questions, no hesitation? 
He touches me or kisses me and electric shocks roll...

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A modern day scenario of Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden.  It’s after dinner and Eve 
has washed the dishes while Adam's disappeared to the den…communication is minimal...the 
boys are off somewhere..everybody's...

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I was never the best at expressing my feelings but I'm trying to work on it
I've had highs and lows from love, I can only write a verse on it
I've seen the beauty of love...

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I know Kymber is fine she's in a better place, where angels go
 When I cry, it's all about me, how I miss her and I how I am feeling so
 Sad for myself because...

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He looked at the old man with tobacco stains on his shirt
Then asked if times were different when he was a kid
The old man smiled and said I’ll tell you a story
About the times we...

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I know that it was wrong
Boy, I’m not looking for a fight
You know we both have our problems
Our days turn into long - lonely nights

Yea – hey I’m guilty
And you’ve been around a time or...

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I want to write a poem about believing in God's words
Whether His word from the Bible or
something He said to you
If you don't believe Him, know this
you are in for a battle
and He is the...

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I'm at a new school. Its name is “The Michael Jackson School for Rock Stars.” The courses
here are Gay!

My first assignment is to learn to play the skin flute and sing like a rock star....

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Baby, look into my eyes 
Do you see my heart in them? 
Ur the one I adore, hope u can notice that. 
Can't lie about what am feeling, will be a fool to myself 
Love...

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Old Jake lived a mile or so below the falls.
He wasn’t  a hermit, or any other sect or sort.
He was just an old man; though always alone.
Well, except for the critters.
They were not remarkable,...

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'Oh' my Will..!


'Oh' - my Will - surmounting you,
is forever an uphill!
thy wreck my peace,
and let never a moment at ease!

Every pause that thy prop-up, 
and every turn do thy rake-up;
the Will not to do,...

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November plays
With rainy moods;
Overcast sky


Audience gathers
Teenagers align;
Protocol dictates


School talk moment
Share the writer's way;
Story persuasion


Curious faces
Sit and stare blankly;
Open box mystery


Play wit and urge
Thirteen-year olds;
"Do what you love..."


Pun with fun factor
Takeaway message;
"Love what you do..."


Exhort tomorrow's...

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Trying something new , If you think you see something or someone you recognise .
It is purely coincidental.


I met a romantic queen
and made love to her in a dream 
Her mum said . Put him...

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Puzzle pieces everywhere. 
I could have left him alone. 
Except I like to work on the puzzle together. 
We would sit on the rug in the living room. 
Turning the floor into a picture. 
A...

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Well, one could not call it a church for it was not white, pure, or religious nor could it be 
called a Police Department or Sheriff Department with the attached jail for it was not...

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I threw it in the garbage not long ago
It had not changed in many years
A collection of dreams and thoughts
Displayed on a board in calm tranquility
Not really a reflection of my troubled life
I had decorated...

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Life is like a kitchen.All people are not chefs from birth.But they start their cooking with small experiments. They savour the taste of  their effort and learn to cook tasty food.  Everyone has...

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I met her in the coffee shop
She hid me from a violent cop
She didn't care if I'd been hooking
She gave that cop a sober look and
Said, "She ran out that back door"
While underneath the check-out...

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Before any known thing was evident
God existed for all time never began
He rested on the seventh day made it holy
the Lord had created Adam the first man

But God created a garden in Eden
in a moment...

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POETRY LESS
Sitting at my computer with my silly hat on,
Not knowing what to write,
I really feel sad, down, really not bright,
My muse is no help at all tonight,
As I struggle to think with all my...

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