Long Adler Poems

 

"I am everywhere, I am nowhere, a shadow unchained and 
unleashed. The world made me this way, so let the world suffer."        

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As I lay here dying, I see the light at the end of the path, but I don't want,
Don't want to walk towards it.
As I lay here dying, I see my whole life flash into...

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when was it
the sadness?
did I tell you to forget it
or was it just like the burden
of a thinking man
that thinks before and after
he speaks
who has to open doors without
doorknobs
and when did I realize that everyone
was...

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In the classroom's tender, gentle embrace,
A symphony of virtues finds its place.
A teacher's heart, a radiant hue,
Infused with philosophies bright and true.

Arousing the mind with Rousseau's art,
She nurtures each soul, with a caring heart.
Montessori's embrace,...

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Born on a spring cyclone from Kansas' stormy rain,
awoken now in low growl, slowly reversing.,
down a low ramp, like a movie star rehearsing,
at new shore in sunshine with an exotic name.

Just like a kid in...

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ask the moon

two approaches
two dead ends.
love doesn't die it just slips into your
back pocket
shifting uneasily
like detached spiders legs
you must remind it
that there's no where left to
run.
bodyless memory
entity unto itself.

towards and away
connected at their ends
by the...

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i once had a girl who was
kind 
never mean
treated me so sweetly
best I ‘de ever seen
we skipped and jumped 
and sang with joy
shared ideas 
and played with toys
everything was hunkey dorey
till one day I told...

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20 years ago, I attempted this "sonnet" (c) Deo

Ebullient, animated anticipation
That delicious delay as I await the words
Precious and precise cascades of persuasion
In reference, refrain, in resonance of records
I have waited weeks, fattening into a...

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Across the moor
To Wicken Fen
Where brume swallows all
Into mire, of the life,
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“Love wishes to perpetuate itself. 
Love wishes for immortality”. -  Mortimer Adler


I feel my soul is carried away by the tide of time
from my being transiently rooted in the present
to the distant desolate island...

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it may not seem 
to the naked eye
that fire burns
in a stifled cry
that sparks arise 
that never fly 
that lips without
words
hungrily unpry
in the verdant valley
of unsure thighs
in surrender
of spasmodic cries
did we almost die
were we lovemaking
on...

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in the waterfall 
of random thoughts
spherical occurrences
linear streams
tentative transitions
blurry-edged scenes
where is it
from whence did it come
I am superimposed
juxtaposed
in it  
undone
frothing about
tossing it out
world in peril
running out of time
everywhere I look
there’s all the signs
daring dances
in...

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Quote: “The healing power of time is not a myth but a reality. Given enough time, most emotional pain eases and eventually disappears altogether.” – Allan J. Adler

Time, the alchemist of wounds,
When my heart is...

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The charming Lady Adler Irene;
Was strangely nowhere to be seen;
As revealed by this clear blanked out scene;  
Where those who knew her said she'd been,
Where oft she did appear.  


That splendid genius Sherlock...

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I have come 
to your 
sacred doorway
many times
with flowers
sweet words and
sultry rhymes
with entreaties 
and often a hunger
that would not
satiate
even after 
I had stripped
the vine 
of all its grapes
slipping through
tentative thresholds
that later opened
wide
finding my way
to that...

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I felt like a dwarf as I skipped through this forest.
Though there was a path, the trees were intimidating.
Nothing we find in the Midwest.
Pine, fir, red cedar, spruce, adler, mountain hemlock.

My partner was skipping between...

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I felt like a dwarf as I skipped through this forest.
Though there was a path, the trees were intimidating.
Nothing we find in the Midwest.
Pine, fir, red cedar, spruce, adler, mountain hemlock.

My partner was skipping between...

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remember

i cannot recreate you
no matter how i try
to resurrect your laughter
or the twinkle in your eye
nor the touch of pure elysium
beneath my fingertips
as i so lightly travel
along the wetness of your
lips
oh the tremble when i
kiss...

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Freudian Slip

Don't take this as a flippant quip
But you know what's showing?
Your Freudian Slip

You may think you're ultra hip
But your subconscious speaks 
Through the words that slip 

When you're flustered, try to get a grip
But...

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love
makes itself
anyway it wants
between syllables
when you’re not listening
or the accidental touch
when no one’s there
in the 
“one two three”
before the heavy lift
and the slosh of a
bleach bucket
as we cleanse 
the blackened breach
push pull
sweep sleep
in and out
without...

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(On reading Guy-Adler Dorelien's
poem, 'To Speak the truth')

'To speak the truth
Is to free a caged bird,'
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