Long Anton Poems

Greetings to those who would willingly seek admission to theater of the absurd. Zoltan Goliath and Otis Trench are masters of the avant-garde genre silent musicals for the imaginary stage, an art form sui generis....

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Tim’s father had been a refugee once he put down his fight and his gun

The story is that he embarked on the very last ship leaving East Prussia

Under siege tanks and bombs from above fireworks...

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Welcome, friends, into this day. 
I see we are wearing our Scientist hats today.

John Wheeler: We are the sun's way of thinking about itself.

Wow, that's truly cosmic, or kosmic; probably both.
I don't disagree,
although I do...

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A  is for Anton van Leeuwenhoek- in his simple  microscope made him well-known,
B is for Benjamin Franklin who invented  the electricity  from the flow of electrons.

C is for Curie, Marie -a...

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There was a young man named Anton,
who lived back in the seventies,
he wasn’t the type to fit in,
felt outcast from society.

Never got along with others,
and didn’t enjoy playing sports,
his parent’s said, “Just get out more.”
It...

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“If you are reading this note then I have
succeeded in trying to kill myself,
which means that I have killed the people who
did this to me, so my story I’ll tell.

“You’re wondering how I got to...

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It confused Anton, he found no more leads,
no more connections between the two deaths,
he doubted himself, were they connected?
He missed something and could not see it yet.

But then his chief came, raging and angry,
said that...

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The call came in just after 2:00pm,
Anton was doing office paperwork,
a big part of any detective’s job,
lucky he had never been bad with words.

The word was that a body had been found
by some children playing...

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...He taught himself to levitate,
even to solidify air,
and learned to use it as a shield,
he grew stronger without a care.

I guess it is bound to happen,
when power and resentment merge,
Anton decided to seek revenge
on all...

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The woodland's sights and scents add a piquancy to the affair

By the moonlight's inky, starry gaze, so fleeting to retain

To dawn's fragile light shadows benignly filtering through

The damp, earthy undergrowth a mossy bed convenient

An ample,...

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It isn’t the voice of Aristotle, Plato, Shakespeare or Anton Chekhov riding down red square. It isn’t the voice of Adolf Hitler rumbling underground or Dwight D. Eisenhower building construction in the town.

It is not...

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Me: Since Samhain I have been chatting with Satan on Skype..On this date he celebrates his fall from grace..

Satan: Thank you Ken..You look marvelous today..What is your routine? You haven't aged in years...Is it diet...

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A Day Late but not forgotten
By Franklin Price
08/19/2023

Nineteen months and a day ago, my Barbara left this life
She was my muse, my lover, was my darling and my wife.
I'm in a Louisiana motel room, writing...

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Prince in nawab's costumes
Shouted in the dark Proscenium,
-Who's there, bequeath thousand gold coins
among the poorest citizen of my domain
Did anyone find those words?
breath-Stop flare, somebody sneeze somewhere
a cat under any seat in this empty auditorium
couple...

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Disguised and cold and lonely but selfish and willing to continue on your own account for
your own good and the meals and dollars and careless thoughts are all wasted on you
because of my own cold...

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When love is not enough
The bird of love sits in a gilded cage, sometimes
it gets out and flies in search of mischief.
Anton, a young student from a middle-class family
sat in a crowded café drinking a...

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Medicine is my lawful wife, and literature is my mistress. When I get fed up with one, I spend the night with the other" 
Anton Chekhov

After a hectic stressful day
Some time for ourselves every day
Doing...

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"Come over here guys...
 What a spectacular performance!
 Were the judges as impressed?
 I think there's a very good chance..."

"My darling, that was FAB-U-LOUS!
 It had elegance. It had style."

"That was so so beautiful!
 It...

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Not much is known about the man named Anton Mogart.
His history is cloaked in darkness -
a darkness like his deeds.
He stole jewels and works of art.
Despite all this, his motives were not about his needs,
but...

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"Medicine is my lawful wife, and literature is my mistress. When I get fed up with one, I spend the night with the other"
 ~ Anton Chekhov

She brightens the skies with her twinkling eyes
As they...

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ROMANCE

She played Chopin
And played it wonderfully well.
She would be quite beautiful -
Young, vivacious - I could tell

From my window I could see her,
Though only her dark, flowing hair.
There was a violin on the piano.
Another musician...

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A Vibrant Night 

At night 
When the city is 
Lit with lights and literature 
Locals and visitors 
Ambiances and silhouettes  
Dances with the wet backdrop 
And the foreground 
Maybe a  new York playground...

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"Medicine is my lawful wife, and literature is my mistress. When I get fed up with one, I spend the night with the other"

Anton Chekhov

A doctor, a poet and a singer,
he was all three talents...

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I'm wondering where true love is
is it somewhere across the bridge 
Or is somewhere above the sky
Or is over the mountain ridge 
Or is it just deep down inside

Buried deep down within 
Way beneath my...

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Anton walked past the schoolyard
Where basketball, years ago, was the everyday norm.
But, all had changed in this poor boy’s life
To the point that things won’t be the same.
He, now, maintains this school
And accepts the insolence...

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