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Poets Are As Poets Be.
Poetry
Becomes me,
Do i become it,
Of this we shall see,
No full blown words
I promise thee,
Simply what i
Wish you to see.
First,
One has to establish
Eccentricity,
Pursue simplicity,
Avoid duplicity,
Embrace intensity,
Reject pomposity,
Forget mendacity,
Decline voracity,
Ignore capacity
Circumvent complicity,
Eradicate elasticity,
And beware verbosity,
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Tulum.
Mayan temples rise
On finely chiselled stones
Down which,
Screams unheard,
The blood of it’s victims flowed
To waiting earth,
Or bowl,
Replenishing one,
– Nourishing the other.
Aiming at perfection
The wandering mind wonders
Aimlessly,
Along avenues
Of blossoming thoughts,
Over muddy fields
Of curiosity,
Towards unknown streets
Of mystery,
Stumbling down black alleyways
Of blind faith,
Arriving
At a large round square.
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Life.
Daily performances
of characters assumed,
or situations presumed,
responses exhumed,
desires consumed,
dreams resumed.
Shattered Dreams.
Shattered dreams,
reflected
in shattered mirrors,
eyes, pleading,
Help us,
We are trapped
between wanting
everything,
and having
nothing.
i cannot help you,
you say,
i am just the same.
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To Wit To Woo.
Charming is
as charming does.
When passing eyes
do meet;
Like birds,
Unspoken words do fly
Towards tomorrow.
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The Queen Bee.
Why
does she
pretend to be
A queen bee
for me to see,
whilst drinking coffee.
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Mist 1.
A mystic mist descends,
Enveloping us in cloaks of mystery,
In search of sorcery,
Looking for needles
in haystacks,
Ouch!
Mist 2.
A mystic mist descends,
slowly,
Enveloping us
in cloaks of mystery,
Shrouded in secrecy,
In search of sorcery,
Promising liberty,
Delivering f ****ery.
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Tears
Many
a branch has broken
and flower wilted,
For chasing dogs,
and lovers jilted,
A broken vase holds no tears,
For those who grieve,
Wine
Wine and cheese
doth please me so,
as words of comfort doth ease,
How easy the spirit lie,
When the revolutionary die.
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Crunching the Crunch.
Swimming in Recession,
Drowning in Depression.
Property for let or sale,
Two Suits go pass,
One on bail,
One to jail.
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Success
Images
of success
fill heads
with emptiness,
To win or lose is all,
But all is not all
it’s cracked up
to be.
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Poets
When poets die,
Unseen comets blaze forth
Signalling the birth of ‘other;
For every word let fly,
A muse do cry.
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Hope
Hope springs eternal,
It’s droplets quench the needy’s thirst.
Living in hope & hoping to live,
The faithful farmer
Sows and weeps.
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The Old Man
Ho, Ho, Ho,
Look dey,
Look dey,
Look de ole man,
Looking at de ho, ho, ho
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