Long Automobiles Poems

“Son”...”say goodnight to grandpa”

Spurred by mother dearest 
as well as other politesse
drummed into her second born
fobbing blandishments as incentive
tumbled off fingers of prodigal son
tripped wordsmith to splutter forth
forthwith the following lines.

Back in the day 
quaint...

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Soliloquio del Individuo by Nicanor Parra, Translated by T. Wignesan


(Homage to Nicanor PARRA, 1914-2018, the Chilean ANTI-POET, winner of the "Cervantes Prize" (the highest literary honour for writers in Spanish), four times nominated for the...

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Friday May 13th, 2022

An excerpt taken from a lengthy tome,
written courtesy a favorite poet of mine.

Paraskevidekatriaphobia  struck within a blink,
I swear yours truly never took a drink,
nevertheless he witnessed
and falsely accused of being a...

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A notice appeared in the paper recently with the names and faces of eight men who have a combined wealth of $426 billion. According to Oxfam International, in 2015 this would have equaled the amount...

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We, the generation of '50,
Time-travelers with stardust in our hair, with memories planted in pockets,
Rooted in decades embraced by change, souls adorned with the dawn of the post-war world.
We spun on the carousel of the...

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(Lights dim, a single spotlight illuminates Judy Garland, center stage. She wears a faded housecoat, her eyes holding a lifetime of stories. She speaks directly to the audience, her voice a smoky whisper)

Judy: 
They christened...

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having arrived at this juncture
of learning the man made structure
of creations, gods, demons and time
and various situations not quite so sublime
where nothing under the sun appears to be new
let us take a moment to focus...

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Things were not going anything close to my way that day.  So, I decided
to take a walk through a lovely park among the green grass and trees.
No sooner than I sat under an old...

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Stolen golden treasure chest
Dead man lying on his chest
Discarded like garbage
Because we act like we all savage
Eaten by vultures
As greed transcends cultures
Lying gypsies 
False omens like eclipses
Fake prophecies
They packed their bags for those ill fated...

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A torment of pain transcended the eons of my ethnicity, engraving on the white pyramids of Chichen-Itza my life. Walking the pebbled courtyards and confronting the descendants of my own slaughtered and sacrificed families these...

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Trespassers will be shot


I Survive not as a man but as a human being
I' am level but bent elements of life cast in a mutant haze
to come close to satisfaction my only compromise
brought up in...

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Q:  How will the US's government use surveillance systems to start
      spying on believers and the rest of the non believing world also?

A:  It will through the surveillance...

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By way of Amtrak we journeyed slowly but surely from Sacramento to Chicago.  We departed Monday morning July 21st at the scheduled time of 11:09 am.  From that moment on, one could feel...

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Linton Bosick rode, on the look-out for strays,
in the year eighteen hundred ninety-eight,
he had a job in fair Santa Monica
working the ranch of Big Eldon McCray.

He made his way above a dry ravine
that rambled straight...

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To MOM; March 11,1979
This is the story of an animal trainer,
Whose mettle and courage, couldn't be plainer. 
A search'd reveal if you'd care to explore, 
None greater exists than El Eleanor.
She's faced the very meanest...

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BOTTLE DANCE

Across my land, abysses gnaw at automobiles,
From the foot of the mountain, 
To the shores of the oil fountain.
Certificated youths drinking piss to mellow their brains,
Clutching at wheels, dodging bumps into fog lights.
“Stupid, ing...

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There are times when the demon in us stealthily it appears...
How else I get to explain why I did what I did when life is so dear...

How can I explain away my flaunting of a...

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What a city I murmur to myself looking at its map.
We approached the city known as Dis,
with its vast army and its burdened citizens.
At last we reached the moats
dug deep around the dismal city.
What destroys...

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Say bye-bye to these:
    "Hold, please." (Hold what?)
    Typewriter Repairman Ads
    "Dial this number..." (What's 'dial?')  
    Down-time... Offline
   ...

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He was a cowboy problem child
rescued by a mendicant sage brush sorcerer
resulting in his remembering everything
flawlessly insolently permanantly
birth death life things in space have a beer
owner of his own head at last
thanks to whiskey tainted...

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Somewhere on the hardwood 
Play grounders said you were good 
Talent agent brought you indoors 
They were really fir sure 
In between the flashing lights 
Gleaming and bright 
Loud noises 
Drowning out sociable voices 
You...

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Day Sounds

On one recorded morning in June of ‘08, my ears tuned in to the sound of the mild banging of a hammer from somewhere close by.  I heard the leaves in the trees,...

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On the edge 
of the evacuation zone
Miyuki holds her daughter 
tip-toeing in pink sneakers 
her small hands fragile 
blossoms opening
to the man with the beeping wand 

They were outside in the karesansui 
washing and raking...

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Dog fronted automobiles are seventh state in a placed race to hold a fantastic gold baton. Hamburgers and egg jiggling. How rather jolly says the gentleman stood by the train. His fine twisted moustache and...

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OH Let it all become known far and wide all over the cities, towns and country sides, "You are braver than you believe Stronger than you seem Smarter than you think & Loved more than...

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