Long Addenda Poems

ADDENDA
READING ALOUD Reading a poem silently ( as  compared to aloud)is the difference between staring at sheet music and playing the music on an instrument.Recitation  equates poetry to the experience of viewing a painting or...

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There once existed, upon this lovely earth.
A people, happy~ not possessed with dearth.
Depravity, destruction of cities, murder by injection,
Became a way of our lives!
Then~ an evil being and his unkind, infected mind!
With full knowledge, arrogant,...

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                          A Story from My Heart



 
Kelly was a Red...

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Beatrice:  Tu miri a la funestia de l'austeria 
                    commistion de l'invidia e d'acerbe
 ...

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Dearest cherished oceans of the deepest blue.....
No, oh, no....I may not even visit you!

I cry to God's awesome skies,
To awaken people to all the lies.

Seagulls.....see me wave to them!
Walking back to my car to return
to...

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What does autumn sunshine gloriously reveal?
When the sun sets too swiftly in the west keel
When a breeze said, "Sweetheart, I admire you."
Now moan the dying chords of the gloomy view?

The cold that begets each blurred...

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                  ……Chicken Salad and Dandeloins……

             ...

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We see all around us duality,
endless pairs of opposites in motion,
attachment to which, joy fatality,
so still attention in meditation,
ending needless thought flow agitation.
Abiding thus in thought rested stillness,
boundaries blur; we entwine with oneness.
Delusion ends, as...

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Operative phrase ‘the last one’, a thought
Lower mind contracts, whilst higher has fun
Let us spiral not, in narrow thought slots 

There is no doing, which needs to be done
Happy child at play, has no agenda
Each...

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I realize

I have real eyes

That see real lies—

     ~Nearsighted
          (rule of law)

     ~Farsighted
     ...

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A Simple Poet Ponders..

Along a lane of glowing orange
trees, I leisurely sauntered.
Reminiscing of my lovers in the past
Then,suddenly, a strong wind blew them 
all away in a one, refreshing gasp!

Instead, I pondered my virtues and...

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A handsome stud passes me on the street
He winks, I blush, he stares at my cute feet!
                 ...

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Across
The vale,voices
In Easter Day worship,
Complemented a soul being
Mended.

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A wood of snowdrops in the dawn,
yellow daffodils light the morn,
the scent of new mown grass,
Spring,Spring,here at last;
Bare branches greening up ,in bud,
busy birds line  nesting ...

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         Midnight storns, trees like toys, fall.
           
         Cars,...

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AFTER STYLE OF SAMUEL BECKETT ADDENDA 23(first posted Aug 2017)
to go or stay
or runaway
avoid delay

of my being here
of my being there
of leaving now
wondering how

of roundabout
of hereabouts
of this residence
a missing presence

in this empty house
in this empty...

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TO BE OR NOT
to go or stay
or runaway
avoid delay

of my being here
of my being there
of leaving now
wondering how

of roundabout
of hereabouts
of this residence
a missing presence

in this empty house
in this empty mind
in making decisions
to just unwind

of being...

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