Long Davinci Poems

True "FAKE" Story Of A Vita Man Junky
(any resemblance between this poem,
and living persons...iz purely coincidental.)

Ruthlessly abuzz in my mind
     loosed another idea
     for a poem asper
(wren)...

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I’m really not a jealous person. I am happy for those who are fortunate in life.  If I see a lady who has a beautiful family that loves her, I am happy for her....

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CHAKRAS BOLD

HE designed root red via 
a laugh so raucous creating 
world wild rumbling random 
rubies rolled ruling red
thunderous winds whirling 
shimmering shocking floods 
Emperor Supreme spearing 
stimulate Mother channels 
birthing babes to cuddle 
sword...

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Having been born in legendary Italy,a country
as old as the stones of the Via Appia,
made me recall the fiery image of Attila...
the barbarian from Hungary,
who dared to defeat the mighty Romans: 
by sacking their imperial...

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First, I was a horse,
proud, fierce, untamed.
testing the texture of one continent,
competing with the winds and tornadoes
to achieve the ultimate granular vortex,
testing the manhood of the Cheyenne,
twisting the blistering ropes of the Sioux,
defying the white...

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Fellow poets, when you write, you put down words, of fact or fiction.
With conscious thought you select letters to make words in diction
Words strung together in rhyme, pearls of wisdom, marking the time
You create the...

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Mona Lisa has worn that mystical smile on her mug for over 500 years!
Who is this mysterious lady who at us from The Louvre benignly peers?
She had to sit for over four years for the...

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the fool of the tarot is the pharoa
four royal families go into hiding to pull off winning a war versus torture for his birthday
its an under rug swept fool proof process that is hinted at...

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abstract art
doctor are you seeing spots
the family story of an artist
the plot thickens
the red spots of one page
subtlety of the blue lines
oh skeleton man
such a cold soul
i'll never know
what the window had to say
the mirror...

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My mind races, my heart smiles as I think of thee
My soul mate, my one true love, my sweet John Magee
He frustrates me when he knows what I’m going to say before I can get...

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A THRESHOLD FORETOLD

I but strolled over my unadorned threshold
And what, of all things, did mine eyes behold
Begged I let not this be she
The she I was meant to meet yet hoped she not be the...

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A THRESHOLD FORETOLD

I but strolled over my unadorned threshold
And what, of all things, did mine eyes behold
Begged I let not this be she
The she I was meant to meet yet hoped she not be the...

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Our candle refuses to consume the night,
it lit only to paint our shadows on the round mud walls
We were splattered greys of thin paint, mounted bold and unbowing,
guarding our supper like the ancient gods you...

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I paint pictures like Davinci-Close your eyes and see the visual picture
I speak from the soul like 'Pac- can you see my visual scriptures
like Picasso- I paint pictures too
it's life in the words I speak-...

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When I was young…before I could speak…before I was capable of dialogue…
unbeknownst to my parens…I saw life through a fog.

Everything my eyes could see…looked like a painting by Monet
I didn’t know I saw the world...

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Of all the dreams I’ve had, you are by far the greatest to come true
We're raised to be told what love should be but never understanding how love feels.
Because of you I know how it...

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Picasso painted me ugly.
Two lips slung over a rusted hanger.
One eyebrow burnt for attention's sake.
Let's tell Grandma how much fun we had today.
Picasso is still at work.

Monet swallowed your stupidity.
Five teeth missing and nary a...

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Holy of holies.....
My quest in my way.....for 
The Holy Grail.....
Easter 2004-Easter 2013

With such Passion the quest started......
Unbridled.....yet so well disguised....
2005....the mask started to come off.
And the quest started in earnest....
The next year.....the quest nearly ended....
But...

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Quirks

Lennon and McCartney
Composed a song for harps, 
But neither one was very good
At reading flats and sharps.

DaVinci was a total whiz
at graphic arts and science,
but could he run a marathon,
or wrestle with the giants?

Transformers bring...

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Far away, further gone, the farmer thought,
As watercolors brushed his canvas stain,

   “My wife and her children, must have forgot
     to come home again,” - blurs melting in rain;
...

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What unforeseen force determines our course
On journeys throughout our days? 
What drives the notions to cross deep oceans
That for some, become early graves?  

What causes our dreams that move us it seems
To continually seek...

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I tried to write an epic love 
                   song  that would make the 
  ...

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ROMANTIC YET FRANTIC

I knew this woman who took me to a place covered with snow
ice made the nighttime glitter like gold
she made romance feel real for the first time I know
but the problem was she...

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In shadowed halls, I've followed the quiet threads of power,  
Charting each muffled cry, its subtle sway in time, 
Silently navigating the veiled histories held in their gaze.  

Indeed, the world is more than a stage...

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ROMANTIC YET FRANTIC

I knew this woman who took me to a place covered with snow
ice made the nighttime glitter like gold
she made romance feel real for the first time I know
but the problem was she...

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