Long Alcatraz Poems

"As other spirits sail on music, mine, oh my love, swim on your perfume." Charles Baudelaire

"Sometimes you find an old bottle from which the soul returns." 
Charles Baudelaire

"Smell is a Word. Perfume is Literature."

"There are...

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I have travelled through the cluttered corridors of my tired mind countless times. 
I have reached deep into the dark abyss of my captive soul and in that profoundly disturbing darkness, I went searching to...

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Recluse by dint of circumstance

Proud anonymous troglodytes 
forerunners of mine
confronted threats less horrific
than forty fifth commander in chief
of United States of America.

He/him (matted hair, ratty, scrawny, 
and tetchy ugly villain)   
scurried into dark...

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Who wrote the book of love
Why do fools fall in love
You Can't Hurry Love
You can if you're making it
Does Blondie's Sunday 
I Don't Know What Love Is
Ask someone who knows
Love Me Like A Hurrcane
And bow...

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The North Beach....

Strolling down the bustling sidewalks, along the embarcadero; tourist and visitors, from 
everywhere

A break from the recent rains; as the sun sheds down its warmth, to kiss our brows 

Just ahead Pier 39,...

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Heretic condemned to burn at stake
reprieve eleventh hour granted clemency
commuted death penalty
criminal sentenced solitary isolation
rat infested dungeon ultimate punishment
doled out after protracted proceedings
courtesy amazing graceful puffed dragon
unwittingly delivered merciful respite.

Cowled ascetic busied himself
exotic gaseous/ liquified...

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True Values (Rich)


I have seen America from sea to shining sea, but have never left its sandy shores.
I’m older now, but when younger, I longed to see and light up the world.
Now, I do not...

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ValentinesDay 
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FortyEighth 
 Valentines Saint Massacre Day was in Chicago the man played them a tune on 
his fiddle. The Aftermath The newspapers instantly picked...

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Artfully dodging explosive solutions
pretending shackles restrained prisoner 
lobbed pseudo Molotov cocktails 
kindly, loosely, and mutinously linkedin 
liberal short (make believe) chain
leashed faux abysmal isolated confinement
former courtly poet,
who consumed prison fare 
equalling bread and thin gruel
poetical,...

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It was on a Sunday morning in the village where I stay
Out walking with my dog, I heard some pensioners say
Did you hear about the earthquake, it was somewhere in our State
No magnitude has ever...

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Revisiting North Beach amid my mind; strolling down it's bustling streets....
Alongst the embarcadero; tourist as visitors from about her globe; a breakage 
Their recent rains while the sun shares his gentle warmth; this kiss, atop...

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IF EVER I HAD A COUNTRY : LXXIV

IF ever I had a country proud of its sacred Soul Patrie
And if ever by a long shot I was nominated - not spuriously elected - Chef Ministre...

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From sea to shining sea,
‘Merica ain’t never been nothin’ but
a prison for
angry black boys like me

Childish rage moved my hands,
hateful oppression reaction expression
made me feel iron containment

Understanding finally came,
when I began to reason as a...

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I conquered the
Mt. Everest ofdistrust and
pain that kept anchored me down like a sunken ship in the Atlantic
your verbal abuse kept me off the radar
as I hid away my shame
my dismay was my watery grave
...

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(For six days in mid-August, 1971, at Stanford 
University near San Francisco, a psychological 
experiment was conducted in which students 
took on the roles of prisoners and prison guards. 
The experiment had to be cut...

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Unshakeable groggy state
plagues mein kampf
impossible mission to awaken
this comatose zombie
drugged horror - by potent

self manufactured narcotic -
oppressive tantalizing
nightmares indistinguishable
when supposedly conscious,
eyes cannot differentiate

dusky "reality" from
twilit zoned lifelike slumbers
confused with medication
induced hallucinations ferrying
me to lands unknown

lack...

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Juny Bug was a lady who most people considered insane 
but according to her mother she was well,... right as rain 
off to the  shrink she went, needed help and needed it soon 
a...

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I am in a mess,
My life is in a mess,
 I have no skills, no romance to give,
And much less,
Less than you expect dear,
Don’t be in fear,
And don’t stare at me like if I came...

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Written By:  D. Collins 5/17/18


Pro football comes on at 10:00 in the morning.
Game two starts at 1 in California.
Then, around 4 head out to Venice Beach.
To feel the sunset and sand under your feet.


You...

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I see your bright colored plumes and your cocky arrogant beak 
you think you got a trumpet in my ear but oh ,you wait and see 
how beautiful the end result will be, once you...

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I haven't left my heart there,
My shock I can't disguise,
San Francisco wasn't what I expected,
Which has taken me by surprise.
Please don't get me wrong,
I'm happy that I've been,
Some of the sights I saw,
Were amazing to...

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The hour of night unfolds before me like an origami shadow 
and suddenly the stars outsource their light, the moon her glow 
That dark and endless sky before my eyes is holding me in silence...

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Around my mind a linger of her existence plies, I'm evoked
An expression of joy my face accommodates, simply on this note
A thought of you causes my heart to skip a beat, beautiful like jazz
Not the...

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"50 Words for Poe: Cicero"




On reflection 
she should have used 
Capone’s colt .38
which had been offered ...
at a price,
but the knife did 
the trick just the same
She used it more than twice

Straight through 
the Heart...

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I can't help but find it ridiculously absurd
when people call Biden a liar and a fraud
yet believe Trump is truthful with his word.
Cheering his fictitious claims, they applaud!

That man has spun so many webs of...

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