Long Correspond Poems

Because the charity of my native place
Obliged me, the broken branches I the picked up
Them giving back him, who was to debase.

Then we finally reached where had to leap
From the second turn to third, and...

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Sixty-eight and Sixty-nine
By Franklin Price
02/03/2022

In January sixty-eight, I was sent to Vietnam,
Was no internet back then, no Facebook, only Spam
I went to serve my country. Had signed the line in sixty-five
Going there to do my...

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Ace colonoscopy doctor Kellen Karl Kovalovich

revisited January 23rd, 2024
on the evening before yours truly
(the one and only Matthew Scott Harris),
a stand up comic wannabe, who
historically heartily hales 
from Schwenksville, Pennsylvania
undergoes oh joy rapture colonoscopy.

Three days...

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Hi everybody, my name is Vera as some of you already know, and I am the wife of Peter Duggan. I came on this site to cheer Peter on, and also to read some poetry...

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Ace colonoscopy doctors Kellen Karl Kovalovich
and Larry Borowsky

Though necessary to down: 
four Dulcolax laxative tablets, 
quaff half 238 gram bottle of Miralax 
over span of eight hours, 
and if necessary even one Fleets Enema, 
I...

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Are we living in the last days?

That expression "last days" or end times, where does it come from?
From a passage in the Bible, at 2Timothy 3:1. There the Apostle Paul relates a prophecy about what...

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I love this koan from 1,000 years ago, or more.

"What is it? Medicine and sickness mutually correspond. The world is medicine. What is the Self?"
by10th c. Zen Master Yunmen

So, yes, 
Self for me is Ego"sickness",...

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University midterm periods bring early mornings charged with energy drinks and espresso shots. Evenings are spent trading quizlets in Bass Library or in late night cram sessions in the common room. After several days of...

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PAST TIME NIGHTMARE

Based on events I experienced.

A child of four suffers recurring dreams,
disturbing parents and siblings with screams.
When she awoke, always sore in one knee;
next to a birthmark, it throbbed painfully.

Night after night she feared...

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Martial epigram translations

Epitaph for the Child Erotion
by Marcus Valerius Martial
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Lie lightly on her, grass and dew...
So little weight she placed on you.

I created the translation above after the Nashville Covenant...

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a gray area exists when the light dulls &
when it begins to tint this way
we run frantic, like the unluckiest chicken on the
farm,
who’s up next for a beheading---
like roaches scampering from a dry place to...

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It`s necessary for men to be alert,
And Wrong for the entire universe to be swayed,
Your last goal can even be achieved only when you revert,
What will be the reply to questions about your earthly character...

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"Super Hero"



Krypto Knighted
Disrobed Le Penseur 
contemplates strength
a royal monk disrobing within
Rodin begins to think
new dreams dialled in
naked vulnerability begins
hiding behind dark angel wings
pinned between the box-cadged 
dimensions of a glass onion
black crows waiting along the...

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the environment western society has created 
does not compliment our energy
the system is not pure
too many political figures are corrupt
their words are not genuine
their actions are not legitimate
their hearts are not noble
their dream does not...

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A band donned... Around ring finger of left hand

Yes folks (meaning,
whomever espies these lines) alas and alack
I attest thy spouse located future heirloom -
while tentatively asleep in her bivouac
though far less likely,

(yet near more rewarding)
than...

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A girl with innocent heart is here,
She loved a boy who was practical everywhere,
Surprisingly he proposed her with a rose
And she too was ready to ooze...,

Struggled through a lot of difficulties,
Be it caste, status or...

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I’ve a vast store of mem’ries about Chicago
as I’ve lived there for a couple of years
helping out in the parish of many immigrants,
especially Mexicans and Puerto Ricans.

I’ve made friends and a number of them
still continue...

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Only light can penetrate the 
darkness
that resides in the default state 
of mind
I descend from beta to delta 
through
binaural beats; instantly caught 
between frequencies beyond 
time 

I absorb amplitudes of acoustic 
energy
and I learn to...

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Take it to yourself, 
upkeep on everybodies health. 
Deserve the true meaning of wealth,
for when ambition starts linking evolution, 
exploding into glorious fruition. 
Leaving the weak behind to wallow 
in stinking pollution.
   
...

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I have goals, I plan to enroll in a community college.  Get an associates degree in graphic 
design.  I plan to write a couple books.  I have a few novels in my...

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1. Kelly Lune:
silk rose under dome
opaque glass
thwarted love preserved


2. Jack Collom Lune:
the faded corsage
under a dusty glass dome—
missed spring ball

NOT FOR CONTEST
POET'S NOTES
The lune (aka American haiku) created by New York-based poet Robert Kelly (1935–)...

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Oh Dear God, look at what my life is like to me,
No-one to come and comfort, no-one who loves me.

As I try to live the life, as a Christian and follow You,
I sit alone each...

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What lies beneath lies,
   is deception in disguise.
What holds true reliance, 
      is breaking your defiance.

When the whispers speak 
and the mouths roar with
injustice,
    truth...

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Schuylkill Valley Encampment, February, 1778

Dearest Beloved,

This letter, penned with nature still enwrapped in winter’s shawl,
Might reach your hands by April, should it reach your hands at all.
Your parcel came this morning, now I take the...

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WHEN I BIT MY TONGUE

There was once a day,
While I was walking,
When I bit my tongue’s tip,
Accidentally perhaps or,
Did someone think of me?

But the matter was,
My teeth slipped,
As I was biting through,
A shelled peanut,
Unstopped by...

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