Long Armful Poems

Morning has come, new day is here
Predicaments of all sorts are what lie ahead…
Morning has come, I don’t have fear
Sentiments aren’t manifesting into utter dread…

Morning has come, I have become numb
I lie on the sofa,...

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A MESSAGE TO EINSTEIN
Originally Composed in Persian Language by:
M. H. Shahryar (1904- 1988)
Translated into English by:
 Abdullah Bageri Hamidi

Einstein! An unspecified greeting! Well, pardon;
Running in the twilight of moonlight, fair;
With the curl of the wavering...

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4/4/21

(Chorus)
These days
Difficult to explain
It's not charades
Been truly feeling strange
Close and far from grass blades
Seeking a way out the maze
Not sure if my soul can be saved
Or if I'll burn in flames
(Chorus)

(Verse 1)
Hearts of gold 
Hearts...

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CHAPTER 6 (e, continued)

Though without communication 
Spoken in symbolic language 
Their gorilla hosts perceived it
And made ready for the parting
 
In a solemn mood of sadness
All the hominids assembled
In the clearing in the jungle 
Where they had repulsed the...

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She here elbowed past me stomping, pausing not (although me whomping
With her wildly swinging handbag – five kilograms, if not more).
Cackling brusquely in a lather, that I should her baggage gather,
She then made a beeline...

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I've written the lyrics to two lullabies for my daughter, Shereen. I even made 
up the tunes, and I'd sing to her when she was a baby to put her to sleep. She 
still remembers...

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NOT MY NIGERIA


Not my Nigeria that is dead among them.
Not my Nigeria that is downtrodden,
Not my Nigeria that those helpless children
Are littered here and there like grains.
Not my Nigeria that I saw with a broken
Lips...

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Burden of proof lies squarely on the accused’s name;

The filer can exaggerate and overstate any imagined claim.

In Minnesota, Judges are forced to approve nearly every filing,

Driven by social movements and organizations beguiling.

Oft approved ex parte,...

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The Snowflake

Sit quietly
And pretend 
There's a roaring fire 
In the fireplace

The snow
Silently builds 
Against the north side
Of the house. 

Smell 
The smoke? 
Listen
To the wind howl?

And maybe 
In the cold night
Hear a barn door
Banging away?...

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Friday night arrives,
leaves me gasping for breath 
as I try to compose myself 
and answer the door.
Six foot two and dark brown hair 
with doe brown eyes, 
cleanly shaved and
the rest of him hidden
behind an...

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My hands are elephant hide.
I mean old, weathered, rough, 
a shady glen of crevices with ink stain valleys.
They are the window to my soul tonight.
They sleep off bumps and bruises from
me moving too fast, as...

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for Aidan in row 5

At the edge of the sky, there is a crimson slash 
seen through the leafy scrolling of trees that soldier 
the perimeter of the lake. Overhead there is only 
gray, as...

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Evergreen flavored mantras
did nothing to purge bitter bile from my lips
nor slake the smoldering thirst for a Rosary remedy.
Tick-tock petals unfurled one by one
as your poppy shed its last sepal 
releasing a scarlet sigh across...

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Whenever I'm troubled by my modern day folly of living by the bill of exchange.
I run to my stacked sandstone campfire with an armful of deadwood arrange.
With a strike of a match and a breath...

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Late summer is a challenge for me.
Every year I’m overwhelmed with desire,
when passing fruit stands, vegetable stands,
and even farm wagons on front lawns,
overflowing with fresh produce.

I salivate in the car and especially the grocery store,
when...

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the dialogue and the time have flowed, 
then the night came and rolled over the pavement 
with opening its huge and dark wings 
embracing armful fallen leaves in her breast, 
and goes leaving a romantic...

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The dawn of an early night hoping life can be right for the fight of life at night from the beginning to the end of all sins to comprehend the measure for life to tend...

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On this peaceful solitude I stand
A barren golden area trampled by me
Miles and miles and miles I’ve walked
Empty-handed, broken-hearted, mind-numbed 
Relentless destiny, you’ve fooled me
I’ve found nothing to fill my hands’ void
Hearts are hobos and...

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Inside an old library of things uncountable
clippings, extracts, jottings, and snippets.

‘things’ 
nothing can be
excluded

yes the air is musty, thickly clothed,
muffled and club fingered, 
incidentals are listed 
on the cuff of the half-remembered. 

Mind dust wafts...

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In Spring there’s friendship that’s lasted through the Winter,
all those cold nights of salted drops and quilts of snow.
The obsidian plague of midnights, melancholic drapes,
but all the while the candlelight of friendship did glow.

you’d think...

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Inside a library of things uncountable,
clippings, extracts, jottings, and snippets
gather words out of nothing.
Mind dust wafts.

A woman approaches with an armful
of my early, roughly cobbled poems.
behind her, unwritten books
begin to fall off bookless shelve.
“Don’t worry”...

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Oh! How I despise dawn’s blushing optimism
and dried hydrangea blooms sepia skinned and papery thin.
Humdrum hands beat doldrums drum.

Why won’t the summer solstice light this darkness?
A gnawing hollow where my heart should be.
Where cinder clouds...

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there is not time forever

cold took my hand as delicately 
as fine Irish lace
at my cuff
following the twist and curls
of nerve.
thoughts traced sparking bursts
sensations once felt 
again overwhelming, wait
ahead in a soft gauze of tomorrows.

begins...

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We'll have to choose, dear,
 we shall choose not between the colors of the sky or 
the earth,
religion and God,

We must pick it up, dear; we must
pick
not the stars of the night, nor the flowers...

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The intended was upended
by upshots unexpected.
Star burrts of ramifications
shot into the air
despite all efforts to stop them.
It was like trying to control
an armful of crazy cats 
frightened by a dog.
Cries and scratches flew
as intended harmony
became...

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