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    A Letter to CyprusMarch 18th, 2013
    'Am I not my brother's keeper!'

Force Fed

Must shield my mind if I am to survive the encounter Shoo away the first that emperor fellow learn the worth of the second Is he a good man? Too strong his mind Caution Luke! I am your father That’s not good he’ll try to force his opinions on me I was better off as … Continue reading

Out of Joint

foggy in the lobby bloody mess amazed at the maze patrons stealing names gate-crashing reservations no-one checking id’s flooding in the main hall trending now where’s the caviar, as advertised in there somewhere behind the whiskers under the pile and up the creek one paddle in a corner faux poets on time infant rhymes for … Continue reading

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To no Avail

fact the holy grail that’s out of range to help the climate change deniers clearly understand that ‘fact’ actually fails to avail itself of it’s dna remaining visible compliant and available to all individually therefore not entirely out of sight for they* to whom it’s out of range if they have a brain that’s trained … Continue reading

H-E-R-O #8 John van Fleet

The Honeyed Frontier

Silly man you are aren’t you! Chasing dreams of milk and honey overflowing yonder under dresses Send in the spies test those defences will they crumble at the sound of the horn? A sword drawn at the entry to paradise – glory beckons Subdue plunge deeper inland push on plunder her taste the honeyed frontier … Continue reading

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Strawberry Elephants

Mitch Lang deciphers the intricacies of poetic thought. And effect. Playdough I could say, He didn’t understand a thing About my poem! But what gives me the right? I may be the one to write, Those lines, But he is the interpreter. I may know what they Meant for me, But once I decide To … Continue reading

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Part-time Lover

This conversation is several months old. Question: Did this relationship survive?  ************ Oliver Why so glum, Jules? Has your love nest been demolished? Are you out in the cold again? Something is gnawing away at you.  Julia No, no. Love nest is still intact, I’m still nice and warm. But you’re right, there is something … Continue reading

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Hollywood Poker

“I’ll be back,” he says. You’re dead And he ain’t bluffing Your clothes, give them to me Really! Charles Bronson disagrees smiles and posts the big blind Death Wish 1, 2, 3, 4 of a kind What about Tom? Seductive cute in Risky Business, swinging He came of age as a Top Gun killer poker … Continue reading

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Drake’s Prayer

Martin Drake relaxed in a warm bath of soothing salts and caressing bubbles, to candle light and Garfunkel’s guitar. A large snifter of Hennessy Paradis Extra enhances the moment, as he ruminates over the comforts of home and his life thus far. Just beyond his retreat, the children sleep, and Denise sits cosy on the … Continue reading

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Russia from my House

A picture is worth a thousand words! Indeed. Russian Artist Andrei Budaev, the master of political parody, invites us to count the words. Vladimir Putin has dominated Europe and Russia’s political stage like no other since Stalin. Pooti Poot is everywhere, and nowhere. What the American right in blatant mischaracterization attempted to pin on Obama, namely, leading … Continue reading

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Laughing At Illusions

Roller-blading old school on water fountains, spouting nothing but familiar hoods and goods, nobody wants, haunted by the chance to find nirvana, torn, sworn to secrecy, defeated no-show witness in her own trial, for a vial of reality, on second avenue, or was it first, rehearsal in reverse down the middle of a hill tilted … Continue reading

Unhitched

She gave Hitchens the blame. Him with his blasphemous books and radical leftist friends. She said my curiosity let the devil in, and now the cat is dead.  She threw everything she could find, me dodging and weaving along the trail to the bedroom, where she raged and hurled pillows before throwing herself on the bed … Continue reading

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The Final Nail

***** Kenny got shot dodging bullets he thought weren’t real but failed to put him down, proud scowling from his death-bed, fed on fear of pink slips and “no toys for Xmas kids, Daddy’s in recovery,” six feet deep in hospital sheets, tripping at God-Speed, fleeing devils that exist only in the mind firing broadsides, … Continue reading

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