Best Cantor Poems

Saddle up and ride the ranch
and get to Texas, fast as you can
Where open land past Dallas grand
will let you conquer it freely
Raise your stallions,...

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Georg Cantor. Chasing infinity. I must!

He was a very lonely man
Tortured by desire to understand
The world and the God’s mind 
Like a fearless seasoned sailor...

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The world persuades us to go faster
never to settle for an average speed
but eventually faster puts us off the road
proving nothing good comes from greed

The...

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Twilight fell onto my 
  windowsill

Demon fire in full 
  retreat

The stars above
  glowing pulls on a rug

Woven deep into the blackness
...

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"The Flood Contained Electric"

walls of glass 
sheathe this heart
a conservatory
for the lacking 
of menagerie
the walls aren’t
bricked up 
comme dans une
la orangerie
clearly seen 
straight through
X-ray vision
dancing...

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The periwinkle petals closed
As daylight turned to dark--
And nighttime fell like dampened silk,
To hush the meadowlark.

While the Talmud--and the holy words;
The violins, and song--
Fell silent...

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The Lord draws'
A long line of divinity
     By proclamation
    And by design
      ...

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by Michaelw1two

 The bard, the muse, the low versifier,
 each the times bemoan;
 stressed by compassion's grasp,
 ingrained word sown life disowns;
 individualist rare, previews...

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So many years of traveling back and forth to the
North Pole, where the weather's blustery
and the winds are extremely cold,
Santa always prevails as the Postal...

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When he had control of the remote I could get out of sorts
I preferred the dramas and he wanted only sports.

But on one type of...

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Resumption of daily/nightly constitutional

I accompany my dark shadow...
(many hours before edge of night,
where twilight zone evokes night gallery),
and resumed walking a circuit
around perimeter of parking...

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The shoelaces untie,
they've been caught by the kitten's eye.

She touches, hesitantly, with her paw,
the lace that rests long on the slope, raw,

to the cool breeze...

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Mrs. Campbell rewarded me 
with time in the closet 
with her fur coat. 

Mrs. Cantor helped me to speak
when the words wouldn't come, 
and laughed...

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Cantor, cantor, cantor,
Allen Ginsberg was a 
Cantor, and the song 
he sang to you and me
was one that really mattered....

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I sit, listening to the whisper in my breath,
shaping my expressions is safer than meth.
A voice among others, I am poet progenitor.
Do you see what...

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