Short Naves Poems

Gentling time barnacles claiming pews some fifty fathoms down 
chancel aisles naves resting ghostly new congregation comedown

almost heard by those above

Muffled a tolling bell below 
faithful call not so long ago

Gods churning black oceans will not cease
god please grant to them heavenly peace...

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Among such smog-soaked folk
As curdle-coil in cloud-spun smoke

Along the grain-cut naves
Which, God-heavy, lie stiff as staves

On sad-strung ouds, yet creep
In concrete-crumbled static sleep

Over cambered cities.
Whose peaks and troughs ebb with pities;

A ring-road tidal flow
With human crest now sunk below......

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Muffled tolling bell below 
calling faithful long ago

Gods churning black oceans will not cease
god please grant to them heavenly peace

Drowned the dead our lost tsunami friends 

Chancel aisles and naves now a ghostly new congregation comedown
gentle overtime now a barnacles business pews fifty fathoms down 

Almost remembered by those above
but not forgotten below

(Dedicated to the Tsunami dead past ((and future))...

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The Crime of the Clock
David J Walker

Only now do I know
 	The name of my youth 
Printed on tablets of stone
A suspicious truth 
Laced in vermouth
the creative slaves 
And the innocent naves
Dine alone 
In the booth 
Of their own design 

Only now do I know
	The lateness of the hour
And the power 
Of the clocks opine 
A chime of the truth
Or so says the sooth 
Each tick and its tock 
Responds to the clock 
Alerting the sleuth
To its crime...

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Black churning death coming from the sea
No distinction twixt them you or me

Drowned the dead the lost tsunami friends
Not figuring so quick and sharp their ends

Unheard by those above
Muffled heard a tolling bell
A greeting in depths far below

Gentled by time a seas barnacle claimed pews many fathoms down 
Chancel aisles and naves perceived there filled ghostly a new congregation

God please grant them heavenly peace
God please grant them  peace...

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Brine muffled resonance given to the huge ancient tolling bells
till the fearsome proud gargoyles stare but now outface just fish

Gentled by time a seas barnacle claimed pews some fifty fathoms down 
chancel aisles and naves perceived there filled a ghostly congregation

Faithful now the drowned the dead the lost tsunami friends
they lie in the sea we know not where 

God please grant them heavenly peace
God please grant them  peace



Inspired by Claude Debussy’s piece...

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A brine muffled resonance given to the huge ancient tolling bells
Still the fearsome proud gargoyles stare but now outface just fish

Gentled by time a seas barnacle claimed pews some fifty fathoms down 
Chancel aisles and naves perceived there filled a ghostly congregation

Faithful now the drowned the dead the lost tsunami friends
They lie in the sea we know not where 

God please grant them heavenly peace
God please grant them  peace



Inspired by Claude Debussy’s piece...

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