Long Choruses Poems

I was out one day walking, along the glad sounding shore,
Gathering pretty seashells, and watching the seagulls soar.

To the left were lofty mountains, touching the azure skies,
To the right, sparkling ocean, and ahead the butterflies!

In...

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It has been said
by Shakespearean wit
All the world's a stage.

And so it is, I actively and fluidly suppose,
One Great Transitioning Stage
of diverse seasons
and eons of becoming cooperatively larger
and, especially under climates of crisis,
competitively smaller, too...

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 Diary Notes: Lament at Dawn A Year Ago and yet now No Change
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UNQUOTABLE QUOTES: LIII - Tongue Teasers

Whether the glass is « half full » or « half empty », what counts is WHO « drank" the "other half », the « better half » ? Lucky...

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Orchestrated they succumb onto her board scene ~ As success thrills the ordained Queen of mean—poet

Once upon a time,  there was a Queen with a magic flute in her throat
Beknownst to all the villagers...

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Thump-thump of stiffening fish contorting
   In the bilge beneath the gunwale; 
 Lidless, bulging, reddened eyes, swivelling upwards, 
Protruding horribly from the straining sockets,
    Express stupefied amazement at inconceivable 
...

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A combination of Prose and Free Verse:

The most thrilling and inspirational piece of music ever to reach my 
ears is, without doubt, Handel's Messiah. I've never known anyone 
who could experience a performance and remain...

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I take my pen, hesitant to write
poetries, moments so tender, alive
like the music that choruses 
through my spirit, in inklings of light
breathless verses, visions
coloring pages with what survives
my last 60 years, 
the days when I...

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Diary Notes: Lament at Dawn
				                             …at the...

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In the moorlands of desires, 
I've forever sung choruses of
fertile faith, amidst the flock 
of bleeding birds, sprinkling
heartbeats on lush olive herbs, 
In the dream of retracing their 
scintillating season of beachy spring. 
'Hope' had...

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(A lone voice whispers)


Have you worn one of those old red coats yet

The one given by one of the invisible Riders in the silent night

The Msula

Who knows when your libido's getting wet
For the first time...

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As mortal veils dissolved, our bodies merged in the ossuary's somber symphonies, two mistress awakened by the velvet-wrapped cadavers, our disinvested hands tracing syllabic patterns across the olive verdure of our skin, as maelstroms of...

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Some things are lost along the line
Some things, beautiful and fine
Driving down the lone road to the stream in my hamlet
It’s like yesterday; like catching birds from their nest
I giggled as I drove by
Mothers breast...

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I'm a speech punk; kind of a menace
Not sure if the word is permissible in these parts
But that's the word I need, life's a furnace
So flush that. Gosh, you leave me no choice
I'm trying to...

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"Saw-an older-yet still-rather now that I think-of it-quite-young looking-physically
and-mentally... disabled-person get on-the bus one-afternoon-as I was-riding,

Joyous, stagily boisterous... !"

Believe-he-had-of-the-purest-right-to-be... !""

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""Beautiful yes I so happy;
he-said,
"

"First-time riding on bus-yes... .

he-took his-time... .""

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Some-never make it this far.

Again-my-heart soared...

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Mission of the Yellow Songbird

A long highway road stretched its legs before me,
In a place where tumble weeds were conceived,
December evening chasing daylight back to morning
Dusk robed in faded colors starving out the sunshine
Miles put...

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Finding Presence

Night sky beckoning dawn
Gentle sensations 
Early morning walks
Empty avenues
Central Park breezes
Village cobblestone streets 
Wet with glistening reflections
Accompany the seeker’s every move

Citified whispers
Discordant choruses
The street cleaner
The sliding steel-front security doors
Excited canines straining leashes
Open casements echoing...

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(Dedicated to one of my childhood friends)

You were one of those charming lilies
that bloomed, so fresh, in my springtime pond;
when my homesick wings of longings flutter and soar, 
and my mind alights 
on the periphery...

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86 
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CharlaXFabels 
 
American Christian 
 
True Story 
 
 A Homeless person is nothing but a distracting sideshow on the sidewalk to 
most people they can not help them ease the...

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BAT SONG 

(This Song was written in 2009 for a dramatised Rap Music & Dance Group in Rural South Africa. They wanted an amusing song with a message incorporating an unusual rural image. It unfortunately...

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Changing Seasons

In a burst of color and animal choruses 
Sovereign sun heralds in a golden morning –
The air was delicate with the perfume of cherry blossom 
Blown in from the hem of pink rows that...

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I see the eyes open and closing,
I see the door so run for the moment,
I see the distance is filled with running,
I see our country is more than just nothing.
I see the memories constantly fading,
I...

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He heard the crows, 

morning-cawing-crows,

morning-language-cawing-crows. 

There was for him, 

always, uncertainty in the cawing, 

an uncertainty he couldn’t hear,

though he tried for most of his life. 

There was brotherhood, yes, brotherhood— 

an association-brotherhood, a knowing,...

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Written: January 19, 2024
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Love swells as a glossy plum
Love is a heavenly amethyst duet
Lambent love, a luscious lake of...

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~ Silly Lines~

My main line muse ran away on this sunny this day –
 My confuser got confused - rhythms upside down -
My pen went dry – rhymes on strike -
 Thesaurus got away.

Searched for...

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