Long Beseechingly Poems

Password Paranoia

Hey, how did you do that?
Do what?
Open that can?
I used the can opener.
I KNOW, but where did you put in the password?
What password?
The CAN OPENER password!
I stare at my 4-year-old grandchild, who is scowling...

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Argh...fresh out of reading material!

Hence... what better opportunity, I aver with zeal
presented to one local everyman token schlemiel
keystone state (Pennsylvania) three score lifelong
trumpeting resident in United States commonweal
experiencing severe withdrawal symptoms I feel

plenti linkedin with...

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Grim reaper forever guaranteed eternal plentiful harvest

the following written 
for no particular rhyme nor reason
quite aware the exit (stage door left)
allows, enables, to provide every season
with a bumper crop of dead souls.

many mortals beseechingly 
lift...

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Did you ever have one of those crazy type of dreams. 
You know, one that gets you in trouble, in every way.
Well mine seems to be writing about a crazy Dragon.
And Dragons’ is about, his...

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“It’s in there!” 
The frizzy haired woman insisted with mirth in her eye.
“But, how?”
I asked beseechingly.
She gave a mischievous laugh from impish lips in reply 
And then skipped merrily on her way.
The most precious thing...

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OF BEAUTIFUL MORNING GLORIES…

The ebon night
has slowly waned
and the peaking dawn
waxes as the horizon slowly
raises its eyelid releasing
a sleepy orange glow.
 
Slowly, the giant
earthly eyeball begins
to brightly shine morning
with its eternal visioning of life
and another...

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It waits.
Savoring the darkness
Around Itself from which 
It came.
But that ordinary fabric of night 
Cannot even begin to rival
The stuff from which this 
Creature was made.
It does not belong here,
But oddly, does not seem out...

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In a nearby weeping willow tree
A visitor is perched upon a bough
Robin is singing somewhere above me
I'd never noticed the myriad variations 
Of his warbling song until now

If I sit here long enough
Who knows what...

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Behold the splendor of another magnificent fall!

Every tree is adorned with a resplendent shawl!

All the trees have shed their abundant foliage of jade;

Umber leaves now - they once provided welcome shade.

The ancient Harvest Moon flaunts...

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Between every sunset and sunrise
I offer my soul to the darkness inside.
My precious dreams the valuable prize
That the demons so scathingly deride.

In the darkness I search for a clue,
The key to this taunting maze.
Something borrowed,...

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THE LONGING

To be innocent is to be entirely unknown, even to oneself.

- Djuna Barnes



I am free at last to be silent, to lap
In the quiet of your promise of promise
Like the pear tree in the...

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May the beauty of the spirit 
of our ancestors—the rocks of ages
and infinite energy—continue to warm
our souls; sustaining and keeping us
as we walk—tracing footprints to our story;

May their rattling bones of recollection
awaken us as we...

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it's my imagination
or maybe my heart's dissatisfaction
in sleep you whisper my name
before your heart wanders away
are your dreams never of me?

in my mind's predilection
you move inside the ruins
whistling a lover's tune
through phases of the moon
the...

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