Long Porters Poems

                        
A rising sun burns like a solar flare
  from St....

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A Princess sat on her throne in despair whilst her father bellowed “is there a handsome prince out there?” 

“We have waited so long, as a matter of fact, I don’t care how he looks...

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Grow old along with me:
The best is yet to be!

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See! Ben Ezra stares Rubaiyat in the eye,
	In a debate so hot and ever fresh;
Their porters seem in the semels to lie!
	Are they also gone or...

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KISS OF CHEMO           

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I'll never forget the date, the nineteenth of November
It's etched firmly in my mind, and I'll always remember
It was the day that I had my spinal decompression surgery 
And hopefully it would put an end...

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But what of Aysin? She'd be here by three. 
What seemed to me the perfect metaphor 
(young Ankara was her, old "Stamboul", me) 
was not an easy drive - five hours, and more! 

It's midnight...

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(It was 1860 when the English poet Robert Browning
stumbled upon an interesting artefact as he walked
through the city of Florence.  It was a file of documents
from an old Italian criminal trial, and he would...

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April 18 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on 1Chronicles 26-29

Key Verse –1Chronicles 26: 12 Among these were the divisions of the porters, even among the chief men, having wards one against another, to minister...

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Flowers climb the branches
exhibit their full blossom
flowers visit drawing rooms 
They visit temples 
and then they vanish.
defying fixed shapes
rivers hasten to no destination.
carrying countless goals
roads get lost in a maze. 

Unceasingly
I stand
holding the selfsame earth.

Many...

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Migrant workers and street children
Tarek Hasan

I do not sleep on eyes
Early action is away on leave
I have the luxury of back pain.

I did not question my race today
Abroad my identity?
Most of the walls are stained...

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They stood there by the shadows
Two vagabonds should you call, 
One was a man of honour
The other a mongrel small; 

The winter sun was setting
Twilight had crawled overall, 
The north wind clamoured and howled
Dark clouds...

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FRED

Fred the farmer he bought a new tractor
The milk maid he wanted to attract her
He said you wanna ride 
So she jumped in beside 
Said tis slow can't it go any faster .

SAUL

In ancient times...

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 Let me tell you a story of my night journey;

After a hazardous trip from a far off state
With drooping spirits and waning energy
I alighted at the station to catch the night train
My heart besieged...

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There are gunshots firing.
Soldiers continuously dying.

Local people that have done no harm
Are suddenly filled with dreading alarm.

By the very end of the twinkling stars and the night,
The whole village has been set alight

Some have been...

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Picture yourself in a boat on a river
sailing along with the moon in your eyes
Following dreams found to make your heart quiver
with tangerine trees and marmalade skies

Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly
counting the words...

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Maybe it's because I'm a Londoner,
That's how the song goes.

I am proud of this city,
And it has been sung about in many a ditty.

Each day I get on bus 341,
And my journey through history has...

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We take care of the tenants in the buildings where we work everyday
but the owners can't seem to comprehend that we don't make enough pay
as porters, handymen, supers and those who man the front doors
we're...

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You can take an agency tour
Or a cruise to somewhere exotic.
You can cram onto buses and trains
Or sway on a camel hypnotic.
You can stand on your toes in a group
And try to see o’er the...

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From factory to home it’s not too far
They’ll soon see loved ones, sons and daughters
Or they’ll soon be out for a drink in the bar	
a few quick whiskeys or a few quiet porters.

Stopped on the...

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Johnny Sparrow

Johnny Sparrow, laid to rest,
Raven sits on his oaken chest,
In the tower by bed of straw
Smoking musket on the floor.

Johnny Sparrow, once a lord,
With velvet tunic, silver sword,
Heart broken by unfaithful wife
Took his musket,...

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(Supernova)...
              
              The Hills of Mississippi and the
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I
retired from education, sharing with (not scaring)
OUR YOUTH
oblivious of persistent prejudice, labor migrant past piercing 
the present
until i left America for South Africa, returning to Natal nativity,
COMPLEX TRUTH
missionary in Eastern Cape province, an elder of...

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There was a gibble gabble woman
In our neighborhood when I was a child.
She sung gossip the way 
Porters sling suitcases, trying to break people

Her tongue was fast, and mean, and she had no shame
We learned...

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Shed a tear for those deceased 
In COVID’s agony and pain,
Shed one for their bereaved 
Never to see loved ones again,
Then spare a thought for those
Who daily risked their lives
Doctors, nurses, ancillaries
All Parents lovers husbands...

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Since that shutdown thing
Things have been quite quiet here at work

Im a porter in a hospital
Moving people for transport and some other things now

My hospital has stayed the same,
But everyone is looking like surgeons and...

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