Long Diatonic Poems

Tom: Well, do tell? But like I said, I’m not a stranger. I’m a businessman; and more than that. Why, I could be just like a brother to you if you’d let me. Besides, I...

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I, (and the missus)
     pleased as punch residing
     at this Schwenksville, Pennsylvania locale,
     (since july first tooth house

     sand...

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My confusion comes from too much doing. During the news
eating cheese and crackers, drinking wine, thinking the world
needs me.

Or the falling leaves, the days shorter but so much brighter.
How the cloud cover of the canopy...

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IN PRAISE OF BEAUTY

O beauty allure, beauty of the hyacinth
Doused by wailing drops of dew shroud
And pierced by the radiant shaft of heaven,
Through the rituals of purity
To tread the virginal soil of Venus.

O like the...

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C-he reads do re mi with regard, 
H-aving felt the admiration; 
E-ven if the tone is low
R-apture is felt in elation.
R-eading do re mi with regard, Che cheers up the listener; 
Y-es, the first three...

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Will you now place your sweet hand close in mine
and we’ll walk fair Elysian fields of peace.
Together we’ll talk knowing we won’t pine
earth’s scene where constant strain has no surcease.

The flowers show a majestic array
of...

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My harmonica cries, 
in tones of silver sighs and golden tears; 
wailing bittersweet joy.

Sound of sadness; sound of laughter; 
it’s in the wailing that color blooms.  
Mouth-harp memories fill many family albums.

Circle of breath,...

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My harmonica cries, 
in tones of silver sighs and golden tears; 
wailing bittersweet joy.

Sound of sadness; sound of laughter; 
it’s in the wailing that color blooms.  
Mouth-harp memories fill many family albums.

Circle of breath,...

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"The Silent Speakeasy"



she guevara she
sashay speakeasy 
monotone in neon poetry

notes not belonging
to diatonic scale of key
chromatic passenger a new story

she guevara she

Anagrams
rebellious 
sudoku kings and queens

silent 
dusty 
schoolmaster (take off your te)

sedate 
the eyes

bluest 
glare
glean

she...

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Warfarin wanderer of dark forests
Shattered dreams of yesterday 
Promises forgotten like petals
In the wind diatonic chords 
That no one can process
Yesterday’s and faraway 
Slumbers wake a vision 
To behold at suns rise
Carried through life’s
Mysterious endeavors...

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