Long Aspires Poems

Veronica Franco translations

Veronica Franco (1546-1591) was a Venetian courtesan who wrote literary-quality poetry and prose.

Capitolo 19: A Courtesan's Love Lyric (I) 
by Veronica Franco
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

"I resolved to make a virtue of...

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DEADLY VOYAGE:
This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES 
Intro:
The road is slippery, 
And we got to tread cauteously, 
So we don't miss our step, basical
This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES 
This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES.... 
Chorus:
Hajei....hajei....hajei....
Perception is troubling everyone,
Everyone is being...

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A poet of a thousand words
The pen garnished by the flame
Like a sea no desire knows
And love becomes the same
As poet to my love for thee
I confess between the lace
Of time and every sorrow made
I...

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A Mutual Enemy
By Reg Rhodes



My friend and I have a dangerous and mutual enemy. It is called alcohol, and 
it is killing her. 

Masquerading as her best friend, the alcohol is cunning.  Repeatedly, it...

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Serrated swathes of overwhelming savage gusts without compassion,
directionless dilatory daydreamer that  I am  ostensibly vulnerable,
to the serendipitous intrusion at a wispy sapphire cloud flaccid noon,
the minimal load  burdensome midpoint idle tranquil saunter,
meteorological...

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Bully me you, I exemplified archetypal scapegoat

Even as an old curmudgeon, aye pucker
and raspily suction, albeit toothless mouth
drawing reminiscent guffaws affecting 
(think feeble attempt 
impersonating plumber plunging - 
unclogging backed up toilet), 
flushed with satisfaction,
now...

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Bully me you, I exemplified archetypal scapegoat...

who suffered cuts by a thousand knives.

Even as old (dish) married 
(spooning) curmudgeon, 
who receives social security disability 
linkedin with social anxiety)
chose the fork less traveled 
aye pucker with...

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And, if it was the last time…

When do we ever think it will be,
The last smile, the last touch, the last kiss
The last time we whisper in an ear,
The last time we smile into another’s...

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The Gift of ‘Not’ Knowing

I have toyed with the thought of free-will as a curse
(Hell reserved for bad choices, but Grace earned a joke?)
Is there madness or peace for those gifted by God
(or by dust...

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Strong, in some ways –
Reflecting the old times, the old days,
Like a moment inspired by light,
Suggesting the beauty of a smile,
Echoing truth in every movement,
Exposing the wonder of a heart…

Who is laughing, dancing like leaves
Of...

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“One can never consent to creep
When one feels an Impulse to soar”, once held by Helen.
When I desire to win Bharat Ratna, I don't want to accept failure without participating
But the politics, class discernment &...

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Written: August 08, 2023, For Pick-A-Title, Vol 38 - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
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Life is too short, and the time we waste in yawning never can be regained. Quote By Stendhal


In the Yawning Gulf...

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A Woman Made of Dew
Arabic Poem By: Falah Al-Shabender*
Translated into English By
Inaam Al-Hashimi (Gold_N_Silk)
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From the vastness of my heart,
My thought, the embers of my blood, 
And the child in me, 
That is a child bigger...

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The Kung Poo Master, he literally, lives the ancient art of Kung Poo.
He senses and knows, before you do, that’s there’s going to be a poo.
Living with depths of concentration: that we can truly, only...

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 INSPIRED BY “SCENTED LEAVES” CONTEST SPONSPORED BY KIM RODRIGUES


Aromatic avenues with the scent of your perfume
Lingering on each leaf you grace with your presence
Those delicate feet treading the petalled pathways of his heart
Enticing a...

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I write like bakers bake
my rhymes make earth shake
Going into contest with me was your biggest mistake
I control the earths plates, tectonics, your rhymes are bollocks
I cause land slides and earthquakes
I don't hate but I...

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Deliberately inching its way toward break of day,
The morning sun begins to emblazon the barley field.
Relaxing and watching the orb find its way,
The lady of the house waits for night to yield.
Like every morning, she...

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Carlos Bousono’s poem : Recordando a pastora imperio

                         for Damaso Alonso

(Poem...

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Gentle as the sunlight,
Reflecting hope over snow covered ground,
Softening the heart and soul…
	With a soothing whisper,
The kiss of kindness, blissful – healing,
	Wistful memories, silent dreams
All the blessings, the many things…
That make up a lifetime, timeless...

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Bully me you, I exemplified archetypal scapegoat

Even as old (dish) married 
(spooning) curmudgeon, 
who receives social security disability 
linkedin with social anxiety)
chose the fork less traveled 
aye pucker with sunken cheeks,
(especially without dentures)
and raspily suction...

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Ezekiel 11:19 “And I will give them one heart, and I will put a new spirit within you; and I will take the stony heart out of their flesh, and will give them an heart...

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I wanna tell you a story about a little girl
A beautiful sweet little girl
who enjoys living in her 
own world of recluse 
hopscotching to the beat of 
her own drum
She's a dreamer and boy let...

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i could stare at your very photogenic (albeit invisible) countenance all day (or mice elf Stuart Little as a poor substitute), all week, the entire month, this remaining year, at least one additional decade, boot...

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(a salvation for my then junior high school youngest daughter afflicted with cognitive dissonance, who over the intervening years (mor'n half dozen Earth orbitz  ago), I dashed off this poem witnessed nothing short of...

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Falling, falling, falling
Always calling – softly, breathless,
On wings of flakes, so quiet,
Silence drifting, hallucinating,
Dreaming of the moments,
When heartfelt prayers are answered…

Falling, falling, falling,
Drifting in from the winds,
Soothing away the trembling ache,
Broken whispers of light,
Blessing away...

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