Long Creature comforts Poems

Dear people, 
    (Am i?) Mad it’s a conformist state?
A status that perpetuates people to pair, to compare, to prepare, 
to perfect, before performance, …?
    -sure hard to try...

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Brian’s Poet of Note – ‘Herman Hesse’ Week 2

This week I thought I would discuss translating poetry from another language. I just finished retranslating from German this poem ‘Stufen’ from Hesse’s famous novel ‘The Glass...

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Glory to thermodynamics in general...

and generation of heat in particular
cuz yours truly 
spoiled with trappings 
of Western Civilization.

How ideal I imagine 
to dwell in a self sufficient domicile,
where thrum of the central heater...
automatically activated 
upon...

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As ev’ry flower wilts and ev’ry youngster				11
Must age, so manifests each stage of living,				11
All wisdom blossoms too and ev’ry virtue				11
Enjoys its time, and cannot last forever.				11
At ev’ry call of life, the heart of man should,				11
(Without...

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and spoils of Western Civilization.

Thrum of the central heater...
manually activated upon advent of twilight
(since yours truly not resident within "smart home"),
nevertheless warm cockles and muscles
appreciate basking, and luxuriating,
within climate controlled environment,
whether bone chilling deep freeze...

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"It was heard
They took him to the morgue.
Last night in the February dark
When the crescent moon, five days toward full, had set
He'd had the urge to die."

In the artistic creation of poetry, there is a...

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Hope to get back here soon, but I have been consumed with the care of my son who has cancer... this is an older write of mine done when my grandson asked if I had...

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A Trite Nihilistic Occasion   

This doodling Yankee 
(boot noah dandy) 
doth newt lack chutzpah, 
tries to finagle Fitbit 
fitting figurative footwear, 
that ideally Fitzhugh 
like custom made glove snugly, 
terrifically, unequivocally matching, 
thence...

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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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This doodling Yankee (boot noah dandy) 
doth newt lack chutzpah, 
tries to finagle Fitbit fitting figurative footwear, 
that ideally Fitzhugh 
like custom made glove snugly, 
terrifically, unequivocally matching, 
thence handily solving Finger hut issue, 
when...

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Use it against them. Im still in my, I can see the double dream happening. Everyone is happy because they want u to leave them alone. Yout inner soul is your GPS, but again it...

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No objection to cold weather, but...

ah jest wanna boomerang 
back into the womb
versus being threatened 
courtesy beastie boy gang
beating me to a pulp 
after accurately discerning 
being scared less pang
suddenly imagining myself 
buffered, and buttressed...

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i treated your loss just like death
grieving for you as i did my mother
i still wonder if the universe
wasn't teaching me a lesson in karma
for you were a personification of heaven
which surely meant there would...

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No objection to cold weather, but...

ah jest wanna boomerang back into the womb
to escape unrelenting forbidding gloom.
perhaps cuz mine generation 
nsync with baby boom.

No matter birth canal
long since got breached,
countless (three plus) scores of years
I...

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Pièce De Résistance Lauded...

Ninety years April 9th 1929
after maiden USA début
hoop fully more than a few
remain, a filial connection
I can cultivate and hew

cuz, the ghost o' me late
mother, would be Jew
(red eye with swollen tears),
bull...

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No objection to cold weather, but...
ah jest wanna boomerang back into the womb

No matter birth canal
long since got breached,
countless scores of years
I quickly grew
impossible mission to plunge
(think Nestea commercial)
headfirst back into utero,
haint got any got...

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Regarding yours truly
he experienced setback
amplified by Luddite propensity
nostalgic longing for simpler age
bring back horse and buggy
better yet find me a mancave
and/or apprise me
ideally via email
Flintstone web page modality

allowing, enabling, and providing
excellent linkedin access
whereby augmented
and/or augmented...

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Spare a thought
For buffaloes, bulls and bears groaning, mourning, starving
Under your collar don’t blow hot
Making rivers and rodents sad, carving 

Space and time you don’t own
Encroaching on privileges animals and plants possess
In their comfort and...

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Dark, punishing days lie ahead.
       Winter has crept up once again and I'm deep 
      in sad contemplation, saying a silent prayer 
 ...

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At the Planet Gym
embodying my best business
when suddenly I wonder

Why am I here?
repeats
and repeats
in my wandering ear

And what magic
might appear

Isn't that queer?
Not WHY am I here
with these Straight People

because this overpopulated question
may obscure other
quieter
ambidextrously resourceful...

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Once upon a lightning strike
Children frightened from the storm 
Found an ancient jar intact but empty
On the forest floor before a cave
A rare, rose colored slice of history 
Hidden by thick leaves about the entrance...

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Frisky, gray squirrels scramble
Beneath a massive, old oak tree
Gathering the best acorns they see
Their fluffy tailed, lively damsels

Opossum wobble on short legs
From their laurel sheltered lairs
Toward the thickets where there’s
Vast bugs and spiders in their...

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It's those hot southern summer days filled with lots of outdoor work, sun, and humidity that I will never forget.  Although they are rather unforgettable but not at all memorable. Air conditioning did not...

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Spring rain
Swaying trees;
Howling wind


Wet cherry blossoms
Dewy flower carpet;
Trail of footsteps


This sudden splash
Vivid skyline colours;
Rainbow reminder


Eastern shores
Sea at high tide;
Misty translucence


Lovers by seaside
Sunset serenade;
Fragrant promises


Sunset strip
Winding pathway;
Moments slip away


Love wears a smile
Spontaneous feel;
Authentic embrace


Here by the...

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he built a wing to the house that they bought
together,
because he needs space but he has no way to 
get away,
now that she & the kids are a permanent 
fixture,
now that the job & the...

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