Long Dido Poems

Stashed with programs recorded, which, condensed on universal files
Will tell them very little of what they don’t know and may never know
In this lifetime or the next heaven, in this orbit or the next
Treasure from...

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Back in the mists of time
Were stories sung 
Where minds in thrall by minstrels 
Were held
With tales revealing 
Viscerality and viciousness
The currency of glory and shame.

Who does not marvel at 
Achilles's pride
A ruthless killing machine...

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The 1990s were a great time when various artists from every European country made it to the music scene, including B*Witched and Spice Girls. As a matter fact, all of us Americans love their songs...

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As an aperitif to understand the essence of thought
Blood of a young tortoise touched my lips
Seldom as it is - pure ichor – I whisper’d in a trot
Let me get drunk on it while deifying...

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Adam mused and stroked his beard saying, "I've really got it made!
All I do is eat and sleep and lie beneath The Tree Of Life for shade!
That is until a couple of weeks ago when...

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They were happily wed for fifty years but a dilemma that nettled,
Was their differing political leanings that they never, ever settled!
Every time a local or national election cycle approached,
The battle began as the virtues of...

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They were happily wed for fifty years but a dilemma that nettled,
Was their differing political leanings that they never, ever settled!
Every time a local or national election cycle approached,
The battle began as the virtues of...

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 In waiting...
for the touch of the ocean upon her toes


for the whisper of the tide in her ear

and the scent of salt-spray in her hair

In waiting...
For the echo of the dunes ,and sounds

 of...

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He whispers to me inside my dreams
A familiar voice with love that brings to me
All of those feelings that were so common when
It was just him and me, our dog and our bliss

I find myself...

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The quest to conquer primal urges fails,
Our bodies constitute divines and bases;
The splitting whereof inner peace travails,
Nirvana glows when Reason, Love embraces.
But high or low can Reason’s balance tip,
For starved or glutted  Love does...

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Cruising southwards to LA from Sac
a midnight filled with songs ‘n Luna, 
light-etching hills in a black infernal…

It was a leviathan’s back on which I
felt the tires unrolling a chilled grief ~

Owlish-full, a hypnotic moon,...

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Listening to a lot of soft music is seriously relaxing and soothing. And when he or she is listening to that type of music, it's as if he or she's driving throughout the entire city...

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