Long Deferential Poems

"No, I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be;
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It is a longterm scientific revolution:

THAT, despite visual perceptions
to the contrary,
Earth revolves around our light
and heat SunSource,

And not the other way,
Sun daily rounding Earth,
abounds all our sensory assumptions
to this EarthBound space in UniversalTime.

THAT our home...

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I didn’t know if I was going to make it through the night, my feet were as cold as ice, my heart was where it was supposed to be, but I had this strange premonition...

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Woman warrior invader
of my carefree, waking dreams
Smiting my heart with your charm arrows,
conquering my will so easily
You move stealthily with the grace of a leopard
in the daytime,
and growl, then pounce at night with panther ferocity
Amazon...

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There’s no need to cry in your trenches, no need to lose hope. 
You’re not shot down from the sky and your bravery won’t get published.
A slow flame kindles the sky. What are you doing...

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It was no longer a vague errand, 
She was determined to accost him 
She had overcome at last the dread 
Of having to face her painful dilemma 
With a vigorous jerk of her head 
She...

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Like autumn leaves
the years had withered and blown away.
Her schoolgirl dreams had been set aside or
if appropriate wrapped in gay-patterned paper
and placed beneath the Christmas tree of her heart.

She awoke from dreamless sleep
and wondered who...

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I might not be accurate, precise, exact, and truthful,
And cannot speak to you in a voice more amplified 
than what you hear now,
To the rational thinkers,
I’m able, skillful, thorough, and genuine,
Exhibiting aptitude, capacity, efficiency, and...

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Mine is an existence binary and subsidiary.
My ode is to code.
I move only to algor-rhythms. 
I output from your input. 
I’m built to calculate, tabulate, correlate.

Never to predicate, adjudicate, pontificate, 
or demand that you abdicate....

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Bright and polite
kids. Deferential
squirrels. Leaders of
leaders. Each man
his own man
living with his mate.
The great and the small,
all, the state.
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Night may decry its emptiness
within the hours of darkest expectation
when the hope of dawning
is remote.

My messenger is shy, for she appears
above/below my consciousness
though there are times that I perceive
faint brushing by,  her kiss
without a...

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Resplendent in her deferential grace;

Her countenance now wears the strains of time.

I’m hungry to receive her soft embrace.



She fills me with her warmth  - comfort sublime.

Her welcome hearth brings solace to my mind.

A child,...

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For a perfect week, and hoping all poets, shared the same.
It was fun winning honorable mention in
the Musk poetry game.


The day before, was a POTD, and though a novice,
Team Poetry  made me feel special.
Bless...

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The prophets of God
need no credentials
to prove to someone
that God spoke to them

When their words come to pass,
that is proof positive enough
When their prophetic song ends at last,
they will have called every wicked bluff

Their only...

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