Long Afflatus Poems

(Lights dim, single spotlight illuminates the speaker, dressed in simple attire. Voice starts trembling, building in intensity)

Can forgiveness mend, a childhood, 
fractured in the dark? 
Where the scars are a map, etched, 
not just in...

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The Gift of Afflatus

Often I had crossed her path.  She had been on my mind; a natural beauty some might say.  These thoughts of her came and went.  Did she think of...

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Let me……….Let me … Let me in….. Let me in, 
I want you, I miss you…… Mum!
Let me... Let me... Let me... Mum Lead me!
As something inside me is burning,
Let me be, let me! Be...

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Rocket Number 26, take off to the planet and contrive page 26,
It’s the missing page from my memoir,
This is my Page 26, story,
I for one Bryan, I have been through, travel tears and running on...

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Playing with Forms while Breaking the Norms

Debuncking it
Slam duncking it
Saying “the old is gold”
ain’t nothing but junking it
“new is true blue” is cool a way of funking it
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To argue that there is one better form
is...

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The cascading stream leaps skyward in spate of swirling ebullience 
over the dancing shadows of serenading trees swaying entranced. 
The crystalline drops of dainty dew draping the glinting grass tips, 
weave splendored lattice for me...

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Poesy requires skill and meter,
     and a bard of golden heart;
or he will tire and teeter.
“Ars longa, vita brevis.”

A bard must seek inspiration, 
     and write with...

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‘Tis a wondrous bit of structure,
 Literature is indeed
And from this, an insightful glimpse of culture 
Truly marvelous to read
Lest we negate such writings, these we overlook 
Nay, treasure these works of fine penmanship 
These...

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You are a divine creative inspiration to me, one that never ceases to amaze 
all encouragement is mine when you catalyse my poetry with your displays 
of guiding light, you are like a vaccine shot...

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He wears his frame with dignity.
Moves amongst the throng with confidence,
   with a buoyant outlook
      that defies everything malignant.
He magnifies his letters until
     they...

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" Poetry is a life-cherishing force. For poems are not words after all, 
but fires for the cold, ropes let down to the lost, something as necessary as
bread in the pockets of the hungry" -...

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The cascading stream leaping in swirling ebullience
Through dancing shadows of swaying trees entranced
The spectral dew drops draping the glinting grass tips
Weave lattice of splendor on the meadow bejeweled
The drizzling dust on moonbeam in blue satin...

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We wend through life with hopes of one true love,
          Quite rare, such fits, that match you like a glove ...
     A...

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The surging stream cascades in swirling ebullience
Through dancing shadows of swaying trees entranced
The spectral dew drops draping the glinted grass tips
Weave lattice of splendor on the meadow bejeweled
The drizzling dust on moonbeam in blue satin...

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The cascading stream leaps skyward in swirling ebullience, 
the dancing shadows of serenading trees sway entranced. 
The dainty dewdrops draping the glinting grass tips, 
weave splendored tapestry for me to lie on dreams. 

The drizzling...

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“ Poetry is a life cherishing force. For poems are not words after all, but firesfor the cold, rope let down to the lost, something as necessary as bread in the pockets of hungry “
...

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I write poetry with cadence of rhyme wafting in spree,
flying over pearl-laced waves of the rhythmic sea blue,
across the seamless sky like a bird free,
on the fleeting cloud the image of muse I see new.

Flying...

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Preposterous melody won't exist,
Inside a piano without the chord's beat
Aubade is formed when dolefulness emits
Nails the body to where she always sits;
Ordering her fingers to start a writ.

Corners her world with piano as a friend
Heaves...

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How will I know if I've done Your will?
How can I be sure of loyalty,
so, my entrusted bright love can feel
the movement of divine royalty?

Many messages come and on go,
show ways to interpret aren't enough,
and...

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I sit and reminisce about the "good ol' days"
The prelapsarian time before it all went sideways

The details of life were all that I saw
There was no rich, no poor, no petit bourgeois 

As an unbeknownst...

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In diaphanous sapphire night,
the drizzle of argentine moon dust,
the existential epithet of 
dulcet melodic descencion, 
adorns the pearl-laced waves 
of the rolling sensuous sea, 
spread seamlessly before me, 
beyond the baroque shore, 
where I saunter...

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or

A Poetic Tribute to You Know Whom

"Humility is a virtue in others."
-- the human ego
 
*   *   *
 
The paragon of bards whom I admire
anonymous hath opted to remain,
beseeching humbly mine...

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I stand there, poised, a statue,
holding my paintbrush to my temple;
waiting for the lightbulb of sentiment to wash over me.

Then, like a distant star shooting across the cosmos,
or an injection of adrenaline into an arrhythmic...

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to lose a muse is none but sorrow,
no fuse can chase away the fear-
words shall appear and be near tomorrow

my inspiration is my revelation,
creativity with epiphanies of light-
found insight in a flight of meditation

divinity in...

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How to express, where shall I start? 
No articulation could recreate this art.

You’re beginning to mean the world to me, 
I’m falling in love with you, can’t you see?

I’ve attempted to prevent my free fall...

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