Long Commensurate Poems

Veronica Franco translations

Veronica Franco (1546-1591) was a Venetian courtesan who wrote literary-quality poetry and prose.

Capitolo 19: A Courtesan's Love Lyric (I) 
by Veronica Franco
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

"I resolved to make a virtue of...

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NAME: Phil Latio.

QUALIFICATIONS: LLB (Law) PhD (Medicine) & FSC (Federation Starfleet    
                    ...

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Hear my poem announce, then refine and restate
its life lesson suggestion Surrender YOUR Fear!
Yes, Surrender Your FEAR, watch stick rafters release
(note: I’m ‘Missing, Roof’ too, and I still love my life)
see life’s cobbled roofs fly,...

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The Truth Of This Magnitude”

Obstinate defiance from an indignant child 
Consummate reliance on the spirit of the Wild 

Intricate compositions of meticulous art 
A syndicate of derision that is waiting to depart 

The honorary commemoration...

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Norwegian bachelor farmer days I never lived

Woebegone and egg foo young on you
meaning me of course
sidestepping a crucial positive
electric kool aid battery acid test
prior to pledging troth,
and tying Gordian knot
to strangulation point,
never fending for myself,
nor...

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by just looking at it from the distance
a  picturesque view captures right away our hearts
a stair like going up to heaven on its magnificent appearance
a cogent power beckoning every tourist  to visit and...

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If Keats could have seen through Hubble’s eyes
when the sonnet ‘Bright Star’ he wrote,
meaning its telescope-imaged skies
with those stellar tableaux afloat,

would he have noted ‘aloft it hung’ 
 ‘steadfast’ all night in ‘splendor lone’,
that poet...

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Oodles Of Google Doodles...

visually delicious as  germane strudels
the following cooked years ago
courtesy me noggin awash with noodles.

Yours truly crafted remaining poem
around 27th July 2018
idea arose within me cerebral dome.

...As poetic theme came to mind
...

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In Ulzana's Raid,
the Native- and European-American concepts of property ownership
      and rights
are incompatible and irresolvable. McIntosh
had no illusions about that. He said hating Apaches for killing whites
is like hating the...

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Moss Cowed Covenant I Keep Putin Off...

For preservation, salvation,
and veneration, though with hold
ding temptation two mike
pence sieve lee clear,
to immoral majority mold
toot hoods, (those bajillion
Americans unanimously polled)
did want me to broadcast, communicate,

and declare, sans mock...

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My GOD, YOU are my life
my existence revolves around YOU
being my breath’s source
the verity-cause of my heart beat…
Here am I humbly exalting YOU with love’s propelling might:
declaring, “Dear GOD, I love YOU so”.

As my life
YOU...

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My face tells me nothing. Not nothing but nothing useful, the
complications of ageing humorously but not exactly how to avoid
injury.

Permanent injury is a now popular cliché. At this age any injury
could result in pneumonia, pain...

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In "The Shootist", J.B. Books is not feeling up to snuff.
He has cancer. What are the concerns
of a man dying.

To die
commensurate with the way he lived his life.
Books dies in a gunfight.
McIntosh dies in the...

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Give a child life at birth
Make it a C section or natural
Feed them warm mammary milk
Give them two parents when possible
Cloth them in cotton and wool
Give them a bath because children stink
Teach them to think...

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It glanced seductively at Louis with intricate petals and thorns from the roadside

A weedy hawker peddled the evergreen climber to make meagre ends meet

Measuring up philanthropy and potential for growth Louis dug down in his...

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Another Gold

Far from profit’s crass allure,
At a place somewhat obscure,
A poet sweeps his shepherd’s lyre;
He sings of gold, of heaven’s fire.
No. not of gold that Midas stores
Behind fast-bolted treasury doors
But of gold, that, eve and...

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A Contemplative Sojourn Through The Breeze

The continuity of perspective required for accurate conclusions 
The ingenuity of the reflective inspired by immaculate infusions 
The co-morbidity of defective desires for considerate inclusions 
The plain fluidity of the...

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"L'évasion L'oiseau Blue" 

An exodus of dreams
like a flock of beating wings
melt upwards into endless sky
there the unreachable, 

the bluest blue 
of dreams so high

fleeting upwards ever upwards
the call below pulls in its nets
the fleeing...

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They call me Moro,
not the Moors of Africa,
they insult me more,
and I assumed adore,
but in a good way ...

Colonial mind say;
"A good Moro is a dead Moro",
in a slur way,
and the Compatriot slaves;
says, a Moro-Moro...

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It's the end of my purposeful day,
a prostate being in prayer
with much sincere accord,
and my gratitude is not hurried away;
it is persistent in its allegory
already conceded...


Days don't last, time does
and the thought of eternity causes...

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 Never Neglect 2022 Financial Goals
Miracle Man’s Opinion
12/29/2021

It was that time of year, while thinking resolutions,
we surveyed our problems seeking possible solutions.
We thought anything’s possible, if together, we had a plan,
We made goals not wishes...

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No acknowledgement could be 
commensurate nar e'er 
equivalent to countless years (scores of orbitz  
of unexplored wonder) – left...
(with millstones around neck)

to atrophy on severe truncated 
limb mitts, now cause
for silent lachrymose as this...

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Trudging on a lonely road
In somewhat desolated and dreary mode
Stumbled upon someone ineffably enchanting
And felt the desire to espouse her, augmenting.
Ah! Her dulcet voice and ravishing charm
That pierced my heart without harm.

I told myself “Yes,...

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What's Next

Yes, what’s next!?
After an incident.. maybe an accident
Our foresight be on guard for the least
Unless, we want more exciting or forget
What happens next believed awaits.

Sometimes, we think the world at stop
As revolving always for...

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Creeping inside me, upon me, like dawn,
the realization I'd become a pawn.
The latest casualty to your psycho games,
when all's said and done, there's just me left to blame.
Where we not equal, a commensurate?
partners in crime,...

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