Long Cobblestone Poems

Almost a month now and the emotions honeymoon-surfaced fast
Plagued by the invasive thoughts of which one of us will prove to last
Anxiously waiting to see if our Jenga game will wobble, fall and crash
We're each...

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Half a dozen plus years ago the following became a near reality

Countdown to homelessness – 
mars this earthlinked sole Harris - son
panhandler would would register 
pyrrhic victory won.

10…9…8…3..2..1… 
Found me linkedin at the end of...

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Dark Gothic Heart, A Valiant Knight & The inner harmony tuned to its hidden beasts menagerie 

Dark Gothic Heart

I look to the sea
viral implications take me to the surf
along the rocky ledge leads to an...

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I'm so tired of waiting for the baby witch I'm destined to bind
In this witchy tradition of old, the young goddess/princess witch is mine
She's the youngest and the most beautiful heiress to the Silken Rose
She's...

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“Father, father where are you?”  She called to him and began to worry when he did not respond.  “Are you here father?”  She pushed aside the hides that separated the main room...

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Gateway town, Mississippi and Missouri river flooding confluence,
with its celebration of manifest destiny, its looming, iconic archway.
Stainless westward marker, its culture flowed southward for influence
within the lawn-jockey, pink flamingo neighborhoods of moral decay. 

T.S, Eliot,...

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Welcome back my weary friends
I promise you this story ends
But not before your time flies through
A tale with a horse or two...

On streets of cobblestone and gray
Where beggars sleep and orphans play
The aged, sick and...

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Lyrics Cliché Image - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Silent One


Lyrics to "The Sound Of Silence"

Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision...

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Share with the handle that holds you forget how to mold ya its important
to blend beyond the means a special taunt to provide naturally through barriers
in much soght after eternity bend the knee a good...

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On reflection, a shining  mirror lays my core ethos bear,
inkling etched on mien can’t escape deep probing,
tilted jaw, gleaming eyes, vivacious aspect,
express an ardent quest for exponential flourish,
in this life of mine, and its...

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try me if you please as you are out spreading the disease
plagued by thoughts of granduer with affectionate melancholy
sparkling array of blissful care through the air
my very soul permeates a reason for being amidst the...

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Sunday cockcrow nascent promulgate aural essays reveal,
laissez-faire luscious lustrous buoyant  raptures,
radio behemoth prompt to that untamed erudite fantasist,
me the one possessing rippled rampant penchant,
for titanic exploit extraordinaire beyond dimension heftiness,
 a stimulant patently innocuous...

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On a cobblestone street,
cracked and ill-repaired, 
I rifle antique shops 
  for a jeweled music box 
     to cradle my empty locket. 
I wish to drop it 
  ...

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SPRINGTIME MEMORIES



Mountain sentinels
By ancient town;
Clear waters cascade


Cobblestone streets
Winding pavements;
Trade offerings buzz


Fertile plains
Crystal clear waters;
Shady trees guard


Treasure-hunting stroll...
Through Lijiang Old Town;
Curiosity detours


So many things to see
Pleasant fare tempting;
Buying spree bargains


Artisans at work
Township flings open trade;
Silver metal...

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This nonestablishmentarian (Iman) kant riff!
Otherwise titled as: Thanksgiving
nothing more'n gobbledygook 
we stuff ourselves with.

Mine suburban outpost 
approximately thirty seven plus miles
southeast of where liberty bell marks
history upon cobblestone streets 
where sounds of silence 
from walking...

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Come out of the black hole… 
Lie face down on the bed…I’ve been bedshaped all night long
Heaviness of my eyelids takes it toll on me
Fly…fly with your top speed…keep your head
Above the surface and take...

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               In the glade of sallowed comparisons
           as told by the...

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Walking through the tall pines of Perlarcher forst 
Munich Germany I walk deep within the woods 
every day the barbarian alps in my view colorful 
leaves rustle beneath my feet my London fog 
trench coat...

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Author:  Ken Jordan
Title: Love Letter  (fiction)
Edited by:  Sparkle Jordan
written:      March/2013

My dearly beloved, your visit to
Tuscany,  evoked no words to 
express the most incredible 
time  that we shared.
  I never would have thought 
I'd see you riding a...

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I opened the rusted iron gateway
bound in chain and wire, to find a landing
caked in muddied footprints, scattered about like roaches
Magpie shadows course the rain soaked streets
and puddle patterns reflect temptation as light flickers
from second...

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As I pull weeds from cracks in sidewalks
Yout sit on top of thrones made of solid gold
And I pay no mind to the women around me,
Only to your beauty do I hold an Ode.

I see...

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“Where is it?” I asked the art dealer with no preamble whatsoever. The tears were about to spill down my cheeks, and I found it hard to get the words past the lump in my...

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GUARDIAN OF HAUTE-SAVOIE

At Pointe Percee, a dragon's lair:

A hotspot where no tourist stamps their passport.
The roar of dragon’s mating, females laying eggs.
Wings of rushing waterfalls, winds of alcoholic breath.
They yearn to take flight, to frighten...

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(For Lady Janet Douglas; the “Gray Lady” of Glamis, Castle and my ancestor)

Lost in the corridors of my imagination I dreamed…
I saw myself as my own ancestor; 
as if I’d lived for over four-hundred years.

Things...

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Cracked beer bottles and detached baby rattles in slightly untidy, black plastic wrappers.
No garbage can nor box or bag is exempt from the burrower’s thorough ransack.
Rancid rubbish, rich with unwanted tidbits, 
And the bounty -...

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