Long Clangs Poems
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Thomas Chatterton Translation: Excellent Ballad of Charity
An Excelente Balade of Charitie (“An Excellent Ballad of Charity”)
by Thomas Chatterton, age 17
modernization/translation by Michael R. Burch
As wroten bie the goode Prieste
Thomas Rowley 1464
In Virgynë the swelt'ring sun grew keen,
Then hot upon the meadows...
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Categories:
clangs, allegory, christian, england, faith, prayer, religion, romantic,
Form:
Ballad
Auburn Haired Beauty
Crouching down, I'm foxhole bound,
crawling forward I seen it, its around.
I ducked my head, while covering one eye,
as soon as the enemies flare lit up the night sky.
Machine gun bullets quickly sprayed my above,
tracer rounds...
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Categories:
clangs, war,
Form:
Rhyme
Diana At the Ides of August, Part One
"Jesus said, 'Whoever finds the world and becomes rich, let him renounce the
world.'"
--- The gnostic Gospel of Thomas, Saying 110
"Jesus said, 'If you have money, do not lend it at interest, but...
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Categories:
clangs, absence, bereavement, betrayal, faith, hope,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Free
If I could just let it free
Just for a second
To let loose the ropes and chains that bound
The ball and chain on my feet, the hangman's noose
that I have tightened
The recluse;
The young lady who cannot...
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Categories:
clangs, confusion, inspirational, introspection, life
Form:
Free verse
Mikaela
I
You died at 22; left me alive
At 25 to write this sonnet tomb;
Block letters hewn, with fumbling hands I drive
This pen in metered clangs around your room.
In desperate pause, I step away to see...
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Categories:
clangs, lost love,
Form:
Sonnet
Now Casus Belli Upon the Head of Alabama Governor Kay Ivey
NOW - casus belli upon the head of Alabama Governor Kay Ivey
Greenlighted signal activating
opprobrious rapacious incestuous grievous...
Alabama Human Life Protection Act approved
desecration against women enrages
this Pennsylvania older married male,
cuz females inherent reproductive rights violated
occasioning this...
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Categories:
clangs, abortion, abuse, age, america, anger, baby, courage,
Form:
Political Verse
A Stroll Through San Francisco
Jack London's home across the Bay,
Now crossing the Golden Gate.
Walking through Fisherman's Wharf,
Smelling the entrees as you pass restaurant doors.
While ships passing along the way,
Fishing boats pulling up to the dock.
Crabs are snapping at your...
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Categories:
clangs, travel, vacation,
Form:
Free verse
Stillbirth - Memories of 1987
Within my own axis,
It did not slant
It did not drizzle.
The void shunned the grey clouds.
Lightning was rare.
Thunder turned mute.
Leaf-tops shook with the sleepiness of
Shameless drunks, casting ghoulish shades,
Causing affrays among wild species.
Rivulets rippled in hunger...
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Categories:
clangs, community, growing up, sunshine,
Form:
Free verse
Life On Fire
The call comes in,
the bell clangs
and off I go
to try and rescue you
from people and things
in your life
that are hurting you
and setting your...
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Categories:
clangs, angst, lovegod, god, me,
Form:
Free verse
Do poets write what readers hear?
Poets have multiple aims, modes, reasons to write,
Which may match what readers want downright.
Some poets are simply lovers of words and language.
How they twist and turn, and meld on a page.
Some readers love the sound...
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Categories:
clangs, poetry, poets,
Form:
Couplet
Church of Blue Tides
In the mist, like a dream, she has weathered the seasons…
On the wind swept shelf, as if silently sleeping
Where souls in her graveyard, are hers for the keeping
Staring out at the tide, where the...
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Categories:
clangs, drink, fantasy, old, places,
Form:
Free verse
Waddie Peacock's Last New Year
(The real Waddie Peacock, described only as “an old L.S. cowpuncher,” had the
distinction of being the first person buried in Logan, New Mexico’s first cemetery
in 1910.)
It seems a man rides restless when...
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Categories:
clangs, angst, cowboy-western, history, sad, life, horse, life,
Form:
Cowboy Poetry
Lonesome Cowboy
I heard tell some folks think cowboys built the West.
The only thing I know for sure is I always did my best
to give a man a good days work for an honest wage
ridin' among tumbleweeds...
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Categories:
clangs, horse, perspective,
Form:
Rhyme
Enduring a Monsoon
I was awakened by the sounds of clatters and thumps
as a whoosh of breeze made my window blinds thud.
I rose with a groan and felt the rise of goose bumps
on my skin. Frigid morning air...
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Categories:
clangs, storm,
Form:
Rhyme
Photos
Photos
The larger than life SAS patrol saw the explosions.
They danced and flickered and sang like a drum.
Then silence.
They know we're here.
Later, the SF men came across their enemy.
A thousand angry ragged heads.
All lined up...
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Categories:
clangs, conflict, military, soldier, surreal,
Form:
Verse
4am
I have a window;
Any day— the traffic below is undying
with busy people, vehicles unending, and ambulances screaming for way.
men donning mud for clothes and wool for hair
command parking and direct movement of vehicles for spare...
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Categories:
clangs, blessing, class, community, conflict, confusion, cry, house,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Fig Leaf
What does autumn sunshine gloriously reveal?
When the sun sets too swiftly in the west keel
When a breeze said, "Sweetheart, I admire you."
Now moan the dying chords of the gloomy view?
The cold that begets each blurred...
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Categories:
clangs, analogy, appreciation, bereavement, character, deep, fate, life,
Form:
Rhyme
Too Soon
I can't reach the microphone and broadcast
Nor can i take a flute and sing
about this disease of the past
that has relieved and killed many
and yet it clangs into me my heart
like butter...
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Categories:
clangs, absence, crazy, cry, depression, earth, wife,
Form:
Light Verse
Pluck a Poet
Loves me, Loves me not?
Loves me, Loves me not?
Plucking petals is biased, as most flowers have 5 petals!
Counting the fingers and toes
of a poet, is ever so biased as well!
My dear, do you pluck me...
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Categories:
clangs, angst, poems, poetess, poetry, poets, relationship,
Form:
Free verse
This Is What I Remember
This is what I remember
something sits on my brain
a heavy pile of memories maybe
(lingering still)
freshly brewed strong coffee
mingling with last night's bouillon
the clangs of covers permeating the stillness
wools of sleep tangle the brows in...
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Categories:
clangs, dad, death,
Form:
Free verse
Driving Past the Fair
Fair is a word tossed between us,
quick breaths across wet teeth—
a fleeting agreement that nothing ever is,
except for our burning complexions
beneath the relentless, arid graze of summer sun.
The skin engaged in a heated debate.
But that...
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Categories:
clangs, august, conflict, courage, identity,
Form:
Free verse
Breathtaking Imperfections
First class brains
Streets populated with them
Flaunting certificates--useless
Plus innate knowledge practical,
But unrecognised
Tightfisted bourgeois;
Alienated job opportunities
Reserved for own kids born and unborn
Capitalism overblown;nauseous
Grab and keep philosophy elevated
Who do you know?Who don't you know?
Keys to haven
You...
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Categories:
clangs, sad, class, class,
Form:
Narrative
F a M O U S For W-H-A-T
“I wear the chain I forged in life,” replied the ghost,
“I made it link by link, and yard by yard; I girded it on
of my own free will, and of my own free will I...
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Categories:
clangs, dark,
Form:
Free verse
The Motel Goodrest
With plates and words in anger flying
My wife and I now deem it best
To cease all our screaming and crying
As I check into the Motel Goodrest
I arrive and plop down for a blissful night
But for...
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Categories:
clangs, funny, vacation,
Form:
Rhyme
Self-Service
I know the way you feed
your wife and children.
I see you asleep at daytime
as though it were night.
The bamboo floor
complains about your
body weight and
length of unconsciousness.
You move and change
position to achieve
the most comfortable
stance, and...
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Categories:
clangs, satire,
Form:
Free verse