Long Dribbles Poems

A tramp steamer plies an ocean of fog. 
The Chief Bos’n makes a note in the log while the helmsman 
Strains to see beyond the wheel. 
The ship’s Captain leaves the bridge with a groan....

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Now Dragons brothers, Joey and Casey had jobs they went to…
        And Dragon suddenly had nothing, nothing, simply nothing to do.
So I took him to McDonalds… That most...

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The skeletons and songs of samsara eternal
fleshed, fattened and flamed in karmic harmony,
your heart begins to beat in dark plethora roll
an in utero thunder thumps godly
as the warmest water touchable enshrouds,
you haven't yet forgotten the...

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MY MIRROR

The Bright Morning Star wakes me as body adhere,
moveable joints leads me to the replica of me.
This is a lifetime routine i'm accustomed to.
And I, a lonely audience, see you equal my feet
even from...

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That was a great moment
When my house was filled fully
With relatives, friends and new guests around.

Dad keeping busy, mom arranging,
Friends amusing, cousins entertaining,
I was immersed  within relishable tension.

Relaxing myself and taking a deep breath,
I...

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This poem was written by an old man who died in the geriatric
Ward of a nursing home in North Platte, Neb.  He left nothing 
Of  value, only this poem which I thought had...

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Star Trek Rules!

It was time for: Comic Con! Comic Con! Dragon wanted to come, too!
But then so did everyone else at Troll Lake… Hey, now, wouldn’t you?
We made some really cool costumes… for the costume...

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I found this old poem while helping to clean out a house that was vacant. I hope you 
don't mind that I didn't write it but it was too awesome not to post. Enjoy--------
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The air stale, thick and cloudy with years of gin soaked carpet odor and cigarette vapor of  inconsiderate drag and chain smokers.
The colors smear together and the music disconnected and hypnotic.
The smell of flat...

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I write in remembrance of the late Dennis Liwewe (Zambia's No.1 and Celebrated Football Commentator). Here is a short football commentary:
"Ah, this is Dennis Liwewe. We are here in Mauritius, where the two sides, Zambia...

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Heaven And Hell

 

Beneath a shroud in mystery

was built a monument sublime,

where flowed a river endlessly,

her flow kissed the periphery,

     withheld the grasp of time.

So great the span of her intent

she...

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A prudent man walked intoxicatedly inside the temple gate 
He sits on the door steps and hang his head shamefully
between his legs and whistle a somber tune.
The skillfully crafted temple hoisted on the outskirt of...

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Pouring Raindrops by Majid Dodeen

Oh, my fate and soulmate in every trip and travel 
Oh, my beloved and dearest companion in the journey of a lifetime.
Oh, my sweetheart, lifelines, and oxygen when I breathe in...

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...patterned after 'Kubla Khan' by Samuel Taylor Coleridge


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Beneath a shroud in mystery
was built a monument sublime,
where flowed a river endlessly,
her flow kissed the periphery,
...

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Your lover’s drawing straws without you, better bid farewell;
he’d never time for rhyme or reason, so it’s just as well.
Slip out the curtained window quick, the future winks and calls,
ignoring paths of pagan gods, where...

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The She General
Arabic Poem By: Fayez Al-Haddad
Translation into English By:
Inaam Al-Hashimi (Gold_N_Silk)
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I beg your passion, O General of Love!
Grant me leave to say
Some of the divine revelation of love,
Though I don’t know but the...

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...an emulation of 
   Coleridge's 'Kuble Khan'


Beneath a shroud in mystery
was built a monument sublime,
where flowed a river endlessly,
her flow kissed the periphery,
     withheld the grasp of time.

So great...

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Beneath a shroud in mystery
was built a monument sublime,
where flowed a river endlessly,
her flow kissed the periphery,
     ignored the grasp of time.

So great the span of her intent
she circled mound and...

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...inspired by Kubla Khan by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

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Beneath a shroud in mystery
was built a monument sublime,
where flowed a river endlessly,
her flow kissed...

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Beneath a shroud in mystery
was built a monument sublime,
where flowed a river endlessly,
her flow kissed the periphery,
     withheld the grasp of time.

So great the span of her intent
she circled mound and...

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Beneath a shroud in mystery 
was built a monument sublime, 
where flowed a river endlessly, 
her flow kissed the periphery, 
ignored the grasp of time. 

So great the span of her intent 
she circled mound...

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The earth shudders and the dust of a thousand years
lifts into the sky like a blanket thrown up in exultation
and beneath this blanket plates grind together
in sudden need
A craving to bring dried and edged flesh
with...

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...inspired by 'Kubla Khan' by Samuel Taylor Coleridge


Beneath a shroud in mystery
was built a monument sublime,
where flowed a river endlessly,
her flow kissed the periphery,
ignored the grasp of time.

So great the span of her intent
she circled...

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Beneath a shroud in mystery
was built a monument sublime,
where flowed a river endlessly,
her flow kissed the periphery,
ignored the grasp of time.

So great the span of her intent
she circled mound and battlement,
where roses sprang in every...

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Beneath a shroud in mystery
was built a monument sublime,
where flowed a river endlessly,
her flow kissed the periphery,
ignored the grasp of time.

So great the span of her intent
she circled mound and battlement,
where roses sprang in every...

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