Long Decease Poems

I was pushed to write this comparison after reading the poem on Byron by the souper poet Gary Bateman.
Wandering on internet I found the Byron's version of Francesca's words in CANTO V of Dante's Hell...

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I can feel this thread running all over me, it’s like I am connected to the deep blue sea and the current is pulling me into the deep dragging me towards an unplanned destiny; the...

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Poet:  Ken Jordan
Poem: A Raven's Curse 
Edited by:  Sparkle Jordan
written:  February/2015


        On a late January, (winters night),  when once wake eyes now sleeping,  dogs now howling, and cats now screaming -

       ...

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After I just heard my guide in this trip
Speaking of ancient women and of  knights,
Pity I felt, then had loss to outstrip.

I began: “Poet , desire now me incites
To speak with those two going...

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The dust of time elevate upon my every touch to dust away
And writings revealing as promised are the words to say

‘He who listens will never be heard
He who sees will never be seen
A tongue utters...

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Black Man, Black Man - Why do you kill yo Brother Man?
I don’t want us known or considered as “Less Than”
Black Man I’m asking you, please don’t kill your Brother
Don’t you know that when you...

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Yes, the government was unprepared
Brushed it off and didn’t care
Dropped the ball, was slow to act
They knew ahead and that’s a fact
Had ample time to protect us all
Ignored the warnings when China called
Pandemic Blueprint and...

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You see, you see I’m captured within my pain I’m 13
13 only 13
13 years old when my soul died
13, eight months later when my spirit died
13, 13 is all I’ve cried
Within a year I watched...

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Dr. Jay Bhattacharya professor at Stanford University Medical School a physician Epidemiologist, health economist, and public health policy expert focusing on infectious decease and vulnerable populations.

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(On My Shock at the Sad News of Dr Fatemi’s Decease)

Dressed in mourning in a photo I came across at daybreak,
You broke the rueful, bitter news and struck me with shock and ache.
Would that I...

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I had not woken from sleep.
Feeling weightlessness, I peeked,
observing my body laid decease.
Slowly arisen to uncalmly peace,
realizing that I had passed in sleep.
Abnormal emotions so confused.
Just a nightmare I wished to be true.
I went to...

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People come & go, that’s the cycle of life
One minute you know them the next they’re a stranger
Different me’s come & go, that’s the cycle of strife
One minute I know myself, the next I’m a...

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Written: September 05, 2023 
World War 3 Poetry Contest               Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori
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In the midst of all this confusion and despair.
The...

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It is for sure, not springtime here
Shorter days now how bare His trees.
And looking back draws eyes to tear
For waste and loss of all my greed.

To sail the seas and not return
My ship sinks in...

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Spring starts the year with soft flowers
Sometimes brought with gentle showers
Air fragrant with scents that devours
Hues so bright and bold that glowers
Green grass which also empowers
Rabbits hide in brush and cowers
Blue skies show their calming...

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I hold on the fig upon the tree, it cannot fall too far from it
if I were to pull upon it, surely it will not stay in tranquility,
as I hold it in my bear hands,...

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A call to arms has been issued and all the lyrical guns have been reissued
fierce fighting mothers handing out tissues to dab away at media blasted issues 
while the news just labels and cradles out...

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My ship of dreams I build no more
I hack to fragments my vain desire
To toss like trash and be ignored.
Upon my filthy, driftwood fire.

To sail the seas and not return
My ship sinks in the straight...

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Three attempts they did try 
Three attempts my oh my
While I lay in bed asleep 
Upstairs they begin to creep

Sister tried a bat to the head
 Thought for sure he was dead
Woke next morning only...

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LOVE IS LIKE

LOVE IS LIKE A RUNNING WATER
THAT COMES WITH EVERYTHING; THAT COMES GIVING.

ALSO, LOVE IS LIKE, 
A QUARTER THAT IS FILLED WITH EVERTHING ALIVE
AND THAT IS LIVING.

MOREOVER, LOVE IS LIKE,
 A REAL SWEET BREEZE...

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Today, I have finished.
Tonight, your hunger is diminished.

Now, your anguish has been eradicated.
Emancipated.
Liberated.
Your way of life is completed,
Your way of strife is defeated,

Like the rising sun, I shined down on your world,
A life of ignorance,...

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I will try one more time to fall asleep I must try
For I am alone, so I thought, must be the birds thats why
I convince myself its so, and I close my eyes slow
But that...

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’Tis a strange matter yet a familiar breeze, 
The passing glance and a heart’s appease, 
And two lonely hearts silently un-crease, 
Both see tomorrow with flavorful increase, 
  
O! How uncertainty makes them squeeze,...

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The moment the clip rolled—-
cold rain of adrenaline hassled
down my spine and narrow nerves.
In Gorge Floyd I froze—compressed,
suppressed into miniature casket—-
“I can’t breathe”—the resonance of this
mighty fight of tints and taints against
the ground, as a...

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Love …

The power of power rests in her hands
She syndicates two together to generate voluminous.
She is so-called pressure by others for imperceptible she is, but then vintages prominence
A thin stripe divorces her from abhorrence but...

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