Long Behoove Poems

“The ribbon is cut
 The die is cast
 The cement is dry
 Yet nothing lasts
 The brazen rewarded
 The hero a fool
 All reason outdated
 New fury the tool”

A journey presented
Your ship to go far
With...

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A psalm to solemnize pure tin forefathers/mothers...

Who didst unknowingly, unquestionably, 
and unwittingly script vitality
and the prologue to Thanksgiving,
(which theme poem initially written)
about three hundred and ninety seven years, 
and nine months after February third 1621,
yet...

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Wise no adulation, dedication and gratification 
   not emphasized the other three hundred and sixty four days a year
question their role as consumed end product of taxidermist, 
   gnome hatter clucks...

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Surrender to sleep at last! What a misery, keeping watch all night, wide awake. Soon you’ll succumb to sleep and escape all your troubles. Sleep. — Homer, translation by Michael R. Burch

Passage home? Impossible! Surely...

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Homer translations

Surrender to sleep at last! What an ordeal, keeping watch all night, wide awake. Soon you’ll succumb to sleep and escape all your troubles. Sleep. — Homer, translation by Michael R. Burch

Passage home? Impossible!...

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Written: September 12, 2023
Ocean Poetry Contest                             ...

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{For Nelson and Winnie Mandela}
 You, me said I to my honey bitter
 When like the windy aether,
 Blows us hither and thither
 Bursting bubbles on elevating air,
 I shall sleep dreaming with one eye...

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Countless generations lapsed since height of Greco-Roman mythology conceived, birthed and populated vast canopy of sky and expanse of terrestrial firmament, whereat obeisant propinquity quintessentially remains stalwart this day and age as guise dolls dote...

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In the presence of the present sense of where things are.
I'm left to stay right where I am under this dark star.
The world in which I rotate on has tilted just a bit.
And what seemed...

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I’m sure you’ve heard his name before
From stories of knights in days of yore
Born in village La Mancha in Spain
Was enthralled of knights, he chose to feign

After resurrection, to America he came
In search of adventures...

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The closer you get
The more they seem to move
As their shapes become giant
And your hopes then behoove
Now anchored offshore
With the dinghy in place
You can see them more clearly
Each shape and each face
Like monolithic Gods
They reign...

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Granny said there’s signs from nature we’ll get,
and it would behoove us not to forget.

You’d best listen when she threw out her words,
because she knew the ways of critters and birds.

She knew how to read...

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by Michaelw1two

 The bond between, mind’s words once penned
 and heart’s truth; exasperated thoughts
 expressing mind’s din, or clarifying those
 mixed deep within unconsciousness
 and callous dream; one’s shadowy scene
 crying out doubt, into redemption’s...

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by Michaelw1two

 Such is this thought, of all things thus bought,
 material things, emotional needs, self-respect;
 humanity today is wrought, from birth
 until nature, accident, or incident;
 sets your soul free from your peonage,
 your...

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Could our verity be any unique?
Whenever the twenty-first century is antique,
Links are the best way to deal with everything
When even the pencils will betide self-replicating,

The whole would be vastly improved
And, the fortune of the rich...

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(The poem that I thought obscene was not found on Soup.  This was hurriedly 
written as a response to a writer I had been reading, but who posted the most vile 
trash about his...

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The higher government above,
It is love!
It is above the government,
Of a spineless mind,
Minus love’s kind!
The mind, that thinks itself so kine,
Should serve love, the king of spline!

A growing surplus,
Does not behoove us,
The debt of bet,
We...

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George Washington Cole

1827 – 1911


So here I sleep.
Buried in this dirt.
Covered in this earth.
Returning to the dust.
Finding heaven in the whispers of the wind.
And as for all my friends here,
All these stilled silent voices of...

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Each of us has one;
each alone may see it,
and none is ever touched these days.
Its content, though, is real enough.
There little blocks of memory
are carelessly assembled,
rudely left by time to gather dust
that filters in to...

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I was there when love became you.
It spread across your eyes and smile,
left a breathless caressing hue 
and whisper of softest beguile.

Aching for your gentle embrace,
yearning for the pulsing heartbeat
that your touch fetches with its...

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Peach and mango, nature's sweet embrace, 
In taste, they share a harmonious space, 
Juicy, succulent, with flavors that chase, 
A fruity symphony, a delightful grace.

In the orchard's shade, beneath the sun's warm kiss, 
I savor...

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When It’s Time to Pay The Piper

When it’s time to pay that infamous character known as
“The Piper” and then, to face “The Viper” at the end of
one’s life, it shall behoove thee to make sure...

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Oh Goddess Moon, you induce painters to paint,
the crazed to rave and poets to praise your grace.
How many love affairs have you helped to consummate?
With a woman’s many wiles, you change your shape.
How you beguile,...

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If one chooses to enter the political realm
[To serve his or her country in high office]
Inevitably, they will be accused of misconduct
Of one sort or another during their tenure
Julia Gillard, ex-Prime Minister of Australia,
The first...

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They Walk Among Us

By Elton Camp

“Extraordinary claims require extraordinary proof” - Carl Sagan

The gullible will believe almost anything
From them, all kinds of wild ideas spring

Monsters reside in the depths of Loch Ness
Dinosaurs live in darkest...

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