Long Condescend Poems

 Translation of Eric Mottram’s Poem 33 in Interrogation Rooms by T. Wignesan

33.  on a vu un homme courir/ de la scène de crime un homme est maintenant en train d’aider/ la police avec...

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Villanelles

The villanelle is a poetic form based on repetition, with a double refrain. 



Villanelle: The Divide
by Michael R. Burch

The sea was not salt the first tide...
was man born to sorrow that first day, 
with the...

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PART 1:          THE MEETING

Alone one night neath lantern light, I trudged a weary mile.
Forlorn, I went with shoulders bent (the storms around me howled)
until I met...

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Had I, been I, would I have been born in the all time of all of things positive Spanish, esp the Flamenco fragrance of all things love, life and flourish casting all pertinent fate to...

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Beneath the wounds
                                ...

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Beatin' this path 'til my heart stop
cause any moment my heart. could. stop.
Swear any day my chest might pop
So sit tight, bout to open up shop
Call this the English chop shop, loppin' slop
'til I'm atop...

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footsteps as I walk to the podium*



Lights dim, where words writhe like serpents in the darkness, I concoct a brew of bitter brutalities. 

“The cacophonies of criticism, discordant symphonies, assails my sensibilities, a symphony of...

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consider the source
could tell had been a big horse
could run a great course
(who we did endorse)
(in state of remorse)
(ran while in full force)

a place we would reach
where trump will have to impeach
contract he did breach
(terrible...

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Since your sending bad vibes Recently, I want to know when did you your opinion think it Weaken.Me, I'm not a victim of Indecency, You can't make me feel less of a man and nobodys...

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Once upon a time 
as this paragraph beings, 
the first sentence 
leads to the end.
My intentions 
intending these words 
that I'm sending to you 
as a friend 
I extend.
If you have an ear 
that you...

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When day breaks on Christmas, and finished is your snore
What awaits the daylight in twenty-twenty-four?
Will you tear into the presents, wrapped up so neat
Then gather at the table, be stuffed as you eat?

Will you have...

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Once, a wise man, not enlightened and not an I-Don’t-Care-Man, came through the woods, thinking of the meaning of life. Suddenly, a Very-Scary-Black-Forest-Merde* appeared on the path.
- I'll eat you, wise man! – It said.
And...

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Silence 
By Rebecca Dominique morris 
We once would talk for hours about the littlest of things 
Freely able to converse with every word spoken a strum on my heart strings 
We used to say good...

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Will you allow me? 
Could you fathom how? 
Would you even listen? 
The sound-of— 
Of my voice— 
Only one; 
Only one voice... 
It's as if you have no choice.. . 
Choice... 
You don't have any...

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1. Our intentions stay straight
as this well carved acquaintance
gives a lovely and presentable silhouette
agreed terms and policy not rabbit warren
as debit is debit and credit is credit.
But with undefined boundaries
our hearts in a rustproof 
to...

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I remember yet those misty mornings 
When in nature's embrace you sat a Queen.
I saw you whisper to the meadow blooms.
Those magic moments I did glean.

The day we stood on the turbulent river's bank
is still...

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And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we have seen his glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth.
      ...

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So, you want to buy a gift
for that famous geezer. 
First, hear about the midnight shift
of our Ebenezer.

Late at night, he is concerned.
It is December time,
when, it's been confirmed,
good people lose their minds.

Some gristle in...

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The Select Poetry Class

………………………………. the idea is to aver the overt statement
appear somewhere ……… even if it stultifies…
in rarefied realms sophisticate
………………… tuck the image in wayward
by all means deride the rhymer
………………. as the pen buckles...

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(Song of a Ransomed Son)

Just after the flood; the ground's moist but quite firm,
It is all over now; we've survived to this point,
But the lives are snuffed out of wife's family, "friend,"
As the ark spills...

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7/18/21

Foot on the gas ped
Often I went fast and sped
Then crashed and bled
So there was a lot of red
Occasionally got torn up and shred
Of course, could've done it differently instead
Does no good to pretend
Got to...

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Does it really matter that i conform to the norms of the day?
What perfect blueprint is there for the journey called life?
Who are you to chastise me for being filled with flaws?
Only one was made...

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All these words, that I am speaking. while from my veins, my blood is leaking.
For a love unfound, but always seeking. a crimson puddle, forms upon my floor.
When time has passed, and I am at...

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He stood all alone, helpless and cold.
 The vile words thrown at him, how bold.
They don't know his situation couldn't be controlled.
 If they would only listen as his story is told.

They think he is...

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Walls filled with memories of yesteryears galore
A painted rugged picture I’d never seen before
Regretful ignorant actions portrayed on display
Of a remorseful shallow entity induced to betray

Trinkets, awards and certificates also nil to show
Of activities and...

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