January Epic Poems

"A Rational Intelligence necessarily precedes empathy." 
-- Elementary Logic for lovers of fauna,
not flora
(or even fungi)  

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There sits behind deep forests hidden,
A sight to behold, place of all sins ridden,
Where the great rivers give life and churn,
A thousand diamonds and the...

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I went past them tonight. There was like ten
Or maybe twelve. Few girls, but mostly boys
It's dark outside, but mild enough for men
To go out...

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The appearance of his old friend brought new thoughts of his mother and, Nordgrend, the town in which  they spent the last few years....

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I-nspiring 
R-egards 
E-mploy 
N-ame's 
E-pic 

P-oem 
I-n 
E-ssential 
L-ines 
A-bout 
G-ood 
O-pus 

Topic: Birthday of Irene Pielago (January 21) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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M-y 
E-pic 
L-ines 

C-onvey 
R-ight 
I-dea's 
S-ensible 

S-tatement 
A-pplying 
R-emarkable 
T-opic's 
E-ssence 

Topic: Birthday of Mel Cris Sarte (January 08) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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Even now, Pigeons stool surprised 
     while ensconced in dovecote
whose twittering translated as coo coo not bright
asper Icarus aiming for mythic...

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Yet at this very moment the cathedral was crumbling
down upon the cries of foresaken refugees, 
the monastery's walls wobbling from war's wreckage, 
and as the...

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Trekking The Unwary 

The beauty of this day, or is it the night
Cynical her way,  Alaskans weathers her blight
The touch of her nature, the...

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I am not a sanctuary
do not come to me for sanctuary, 
I am a supernova,  the Saturn V rocket
prepared to penetrate the highest blue...

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A Fairy Tale

This skinny lonely wolf reduced to eating worms
Expulsed from his arguing with the leader wolf how best
To catch caribous
Nose to the ground it...

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They asked me to throw my life to the wind -
     to not desire anything.
They said do not seek a better...

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Now that December has descended
with it's roots of ice and skies of snow
our timber fortress is a sanctuary of ethnographic enlightenment
and embassy that entreats the...

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I do not fear you, Blue hellion of Satan! From deep within the reaches of his evil den, your master has sent your frozen azure...

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A robin's song is heard nearby, 
so faint and sweet is the sound.
Showing now it’s winter’s end.
For the baby birds will flap their wings
and cry...

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