Short Gulfs Poems

The moon is rolling
liquid light on sleeping gulfs
Fish eyes twitch in dreams......

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A gulf between us, but we relate, 
You're an official, I'm a shepherd, 
But we both have bodies, legs, 
But you can get better upon illness, 
‘Cos upon Pilate you do wait....

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Pulsar

Spinning heart of stellar suicide,
You flash on/off, on/off
A lighthouse now
Across black gulfs
Remains of yourself slowly falling away,
Shimmering smoke aglow with fading heat
You flash on/off, on/off -
A beacon for what unknown travelers?...

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The kind of love you deserve is the same
kind of love that the Sun has for the moon
That even as she floats in emptiness
Cold and abandoned
He would stretch himself across gulfs
And around planetary bodies
Touching her with his energy
And making her face light up as he comes...

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Somewhere there is my burning bush
Where I may come
Barefooted as I have always been
Over the rocks of Canterbury,
And there before your fire stand
Face to face
I, the image of you man
You, the blueprint I am scaled from
We two poles of sympathies,
Like gulfs beckoning
Jesus to walk where differences dare.
I pray that because of Jesus
I, like the self-ignited bush,
Shall not be ash blown into the air....

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Feet
Disseminated storms.
Nothing dismantled
Everything originated.
Lost blossoms,
Birds,trees,seasons.

Spindle body effused
Thunder and lightning.
Afreshed sky and earth.
Gulfs among mankind
Faded off.
World become a
Toy of kids.

Arms throbbed to hug
The dying earth.
Music effloresced
From the quivering.

Childhood devastated.
Youth wanted to mend.
But death, clowned.

Taught loneliness
In fame and furore.
REAL MUSIC TOO....

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And now -
imagine the sun
rising over
the gulfs broad reach
where waters run
the long length of sandy beaches
and the cry of a gull piercing 
the bright air,
sounding a morning
as if to plumb its measure.

Now - slowly begin
to feel the solitude,
the absence of dominion,
a vastness of scale that laps
the limits of all thought,
an alchemy of earth, air and water
until there is only
what is taken in,
becoming then, the beholder
of itself....

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No one would have believed in the early years of the 21st century that English lives were being culled by evil powers from the timeless worlds of hell. (No’ 10)

No one would have dreamed that they were being scrutinised by someone who treats us like we’re a disease that swarm and multiply in the inner cities.

Yet somewhere in the gulfs of hell, minds immeasurably more evil than ours regarded our lives with such disdain and slowly and surely drew their plans against us!...

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A bright, sunny day,
From a summit, I gaze below,
The clock strikes midday,
What a dazzling sight to behold!

The wind sharp and free,
Blows from miles away,
Rustling leaves in a lively spree,
A masterpiece on full display.

Fresh puffs of breath,
A newborn would testify,
Like bees in a blooming flower bed,
Nature’s wonders magnified.

Breathtaking gulfs, the sky, the seas,
A beauty beyond disguise,
How I shiver in a sudden breeze,
Do you own all we idolize?

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