Long Assails Poems

Medieval Poems



Deor's Lament (Anglo Saxon poem, circa 10th century AD)
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Weland knew the agony of exile.
That indomitable smith was wracked by grief.
He endured countless troubles:
sorrows were his only companions
in his frozen...

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Part 1: FORE SIBERIAN FATE

silk wings wet -
angel on the lake.
starlight glitter
separates from

the golden wheat.
her docile hair,
prophecy of ice.

winter pink,
pinched cheeks.
ice skate scrapes -
flecks of flakes.

the snow queen
before her relentless
reign, a pretty thing.

her smile warms
the...

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So many people and the various sores
Intoxicated in such a way my eyes,
That wanted open to crying their doors.

But Virgil told : “What for you look this guise?
Why now your sight is so carefully brought
Down...

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 POTD 25 Nov 2020

Manage your Stress … a peeling faded poster boldly declares 
I do get it about advertising campaigns. 
Enough to know that,
‘strategically placed ads’ catching the eye, is huge. 
But this poster...

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Italian version. (continued from first part)
Tale è l’orror  che assale la mia mente
Di quanto ho visto e rivissuto prima
Da ridurla al silenzio più opprimente.
Pian piano poi risal verso la cima
Creando ancora immagini e illusioni
Senza...

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It caters to an arrogance of hate
when war becomes a method of despite.
Through vile contempt, he seeks to cultivate
a dogma that defines inhuman blight.
The devil’s plan has given due consent
to let annihilation be the goal.
Let...

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The Limerick, Pennsylvania Nuclear power plant siren wailed

yesterday at 1400 hours December the fourth
and probably broadcast further
east, west, south and north.

That shrill ear-piercing
emitted sound quite painful
despite measurable diminution
regarding my audiological ability,
which loss of hearing
linkedin to...

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Ancora in sogno vaga la mia mente
Nell’ignoto esplorando come Ulisse
Quando uno squarcio si apre immantinente.
Un uomo curvo col cappuccio nero
Che in tempi oscuri per la chiesa visse
Mi si rivolge in modo triste e altero.
“Per evitar...

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There stood the Good German. He is proud. There was also a man,
Behind the drab uniforms. The one who was plain, but whose,
Heart beat fervently and yearned for glory. When proud marches,
Passed his way, their...

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"Puzzle Stomped"



Pieces scattered
placed on a table 
with boundaries 

between 
the incarcerated margins 
there are strict conditions

Time drips 
its wet connection
each piece a stair fitted 

imperfectly
perfect 
towards upwards 

new mirror reflection
a cracked heart piercing
the tear with...

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The front rank hold stong,
from where does come the strength?
pushing forward, one step, another,
Keep pushing you red.
Swords, spears, axes, striking home,
black with enemy blood,
All weapons must be fed,
let Evil blood flow.
Yet blood shall still flow...

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Image of Love Fantasy by Giphy.

LUDix-Rym: Thine Art Loveth

HARK, whilst thee singeth melody,
gauged labyrinths midst harmony,
ransom subconscious, placed thee free,
persuade possessed, heed thy purged glee,
beg reposed heart thy beating plea.
Themes prune labor to a degree,
song...

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The Way barred, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s Le sens clos by T. Wignesan

Every man has to confront his own night
If he wants to continue on his journey.
But Death takes it upon itself to meet him...

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Mute
but immutable.
Unmoving, unmoveable;
timeless, yet tireless.
Solitary stalwart sentinel
surveils undulating horizon.

Aberrant, achromatic clouds
pock-mark the skies, as distant
rumblings herald his adversary's
latest gambit in their age-old conflict.

The wrath of a thousand crashing,
clashing, thrashing fists batter
against the beleaguered sentry.
Ceaselessly, remorselessly,
the...

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In the Dark I stand motionless
Staring across the moonlit landscape
We are together but I am alone
My thoughts consume me
The silence and isolation comforts me
My heart quickens as the music starts
A solitary howl piercing the night...

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Exemplifying genuine love*
Author of wondrous charity sublime
reached down to humankind with mercy
of passionate grace for redemption against sin’s wrath…
such is agape expressed by God: perfectly unconditional and limitless!

More than celestial caress
that pampers cherubim and angels
wafting...

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A I what does it mean?  Its true A i and it makes me ever so keen'
A I is inside of me its A I you just can't see..'
How can I tell you the...

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Inch past spiteful inch I crawl my way out of this hole.
Whilst this screech columned cylinder connected to 
my soul sustains a silent scream, residing incandescent in 
my chest. And fledgling veins support my effort...

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I chanced on him on my track to school
He was baronial and majestic as ever
Clothed in his outfit and elongated tunic
Clenching in his hand a printed work

The nugatory schoolboy in me promptly surfaced
As I proceeded...

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"But after that the kindness and love of God our Saviour toward man appeared." Titus 3:4 of the King James Bible

Kindness* beams with triumph glow 
Echoes love and not pride’s show
It shares gifts along grace-flow
Cheering...

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the dire mistress assails
she pursues a mans carmine sustenance
becalm her
with reality
with reason
in order to pacify her passion

If in need
desperately
become anointed, seek inner peace
join willingly with the angel
belong and recite with her
during her reaping song

hovering voraciously
over...

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I watch with fascination as 
lightning flashes in the sky.
We've been praying for a rainfall.
It has been extremely dry.

As the sound of deafening thunder
assails my astonished ears,
I realize this storm is stronger
than any that I've...

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Sinking feeling springs eternal...
courtesy sucker punched by vehicular travails

Truckload of banshees muffled
as more'n yours truly wails
he feels wheely tired
as one after another
significant snafu devilish

troublesome impish of the
poe pervert car -
tell driver unveils
scarier than Stephen
King's macabre...

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Rejoice not when her financial muscle dwindles
Gout her feet and hand joints assails
A kleptomaniac her little cash swindles
The love of her life from away sails 

Rendering her social, financial and metabolic status repulsive
When in your...

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The emptiness I feel
In the life I lead
Can’t fill and steal pains that deal
Blows I seldom need

In the air I breathe
In the lungs I possess and the stress
That assails the disbelief I loathe
In the witness...

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