Long Depositing Poems

I wrote a sad but true urban legend called “Dillen and the DMV” last week.
Here follows an update.

Background Review:

One of my health care employees, Dillen, has wicked ADD, borderline intelligence, not qualifying for disability supports,...

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A MINISTER RETIRES :  
SOLILOQUY 

I arise as infant Phoenix 
from Akasha ashes 
counterparts frozen 
with foibles intact
a still Arctic of death
sheath for recalibration 

Source Light breathes into 
fontanelle slowly sleepily  
Sekmet my...

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The Nile River seems like standing still;
But is actually continuously running, continuously promising.
By day, by night;
Depositing on its shores sands and rocks and debris.
Green farms stretching along;
Tall palm trees overlooking the scene.
Trees’ long “jareed” (leaves)...

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Taking suggestions especially on this poem. This is a first draft and I like it, but I don't have time to edit at the moment. Thank you!
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The two ghosts dance through the barren forrest,
leaving footsteps...

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PAUL VALERY TRANSLATION: “SECRET ODE”

“Secret Ode” is a poem by the French poet Paul Valéry about collapsing after a vigorous dance, watching the sun set, and seeing the immensity of the night sky as the...

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I wake up in the morning and have to decide which side of the bed I will get out of today – it 
doesn’t really matter, because there is no one there to block my...

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Jupiter Joy Juice/ A day in the life of the twilight zone

Pulling off of the main road, the two ladies were interested in the odd looking space craft thingy atop a small structure.  A...

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Interesting to learn that all the water on earth is all the water the earth has ever had.
That it takes thousands of years for water to complete its long journey.
It rises from the sea and...

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End of May has come again 
Thinking about pushing the button to send 
Containing a message stating destruction 
But we know how to rebuild with construction 
Before summer’s relaxing heat 
Let US ponder who we...

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"when the Gods want to punish you, they answer your prayers"
                        ...

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She has the richness of Egyptian chocolate melting within the rivers of her skin
Each time her membrane washes to the banks of my thoughts I can hear the voices of black wall street singing 
Black...

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The air is dancing beneath the ground depositing a strange sensation in my bones. The fire flies are flying from tree to tree mapping out a path for my final destiny. I have been waiting...

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Lonely and alone, single now with the children my only comfort and yet a reminder.
The divorce a tug of war between me and her for what once was mine, I thought.
My heart lies languid and...

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The rain came down suddenly like madman beating on the roof, knocking on doors and spilling its vengeance on the floor.

 I couldn’t stand to see the water digging out the wounds in the tree...

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'Twas nine o'clock on Monday morn 
And Ned was full of cheek, 
Depositing the cash he'd won 
From gambling through the week. 
 
The manager was curious 
And asked Ned for the drum 
On how...

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O Almighty river! Where is your home?
Is there no end to your urge to roam?
Endlessly you run like the Witch on the mountain
Who lived in a cavern by the secret fountain

You begin your journey as...

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As I gaze out over the deep blue sea.
The tide is coming towards me.
I am distracted by something in the waves.
The crashing waves are closer now
it is a bottle coming to shore.
Depositing it at my...

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Bleached of Colour
 
My moments of levity cause me such pain, when ever I smile blades strike at my 
brain.
Memories flood synaptic paths, depositing debris and silt from my past

I’m bleached of all colour, I’m...

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     The ugliest radish,
     My mother made me eat.
     Even saw the darn thing in my sleep!

     Not round...

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*The Perfect Painting*

On a canvas like none other
I began to sculpt all of mankind
I began with a single piece of clay and a thought

A thought of love…

I desired love of unprecedented proportions
So I created the...

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Morning Sounds
by M. Griswold
06212000

I awake in the morning to all kinds of sounds.
First of which is me, snoring profound.
Next usually comes a burp and a fart ,
but generally speaking, I can't tell them apart.

Then comes...

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Oh, praying mantis, there with majesty,
you hold your slender arms so still and sweet,
in prayer like form that somehow makes us see
a kind and gentle species when we greet.

Your odd, triangle face responds your way
by...

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PART 3

etc., etc., etc., and the negativity just keeps steam rollering on and on, it just keeps on coming and coming, like giant waves crashing upon a serine beach, tearing it apart and depositing it’s...

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Once Again
Waves crash upon the sands on a still lonely beach
Raging water stretching out as far as it could reach
Depositing all things caught within it’s powerful hand
Then solemnly retreats, leaving soft ripples in the sand

The...

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(Sundays)


Each street sounded of
Lawn mowers, laughter, bicycles and bells
The odd car being revved up
And oh my! The heavenly smells
Each towns aroma was roast beef
Gravy and yorkie puds

When hungry tummies with baited breaths
Sneaked to the shops...

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