Long Editorial Poems

Today is assiduously
religiously different,
as I review our local RiverEast News.

Every week
Mike Thompson writes a solid Editorial
in a compelling voice.
I expect to only add
my hearty sacred
happy secular "Amen!"

Our nearly fearless Editor and Chief
calls for political "ACCOUNTABILITY!"
like...

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The language and images of Mario Vitale's poetry are so closely bound to the natural cycles of seasons, of generations, of the body's functioning, that is surprising to realize how many of his poems deal...

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There are actual people
half woman half man
running mornings and
dream people in movies
half language half light.
Tomorrow is John’s funeral.

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This is my minute
my moment
Oops, gone!

Anything can happen
if you don’t resist
Resist!

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But who am I? You think bullets won’t
kill?...

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"Burnt Aqua"



I can taste the sun
on my tongue
it spills down 
my throat
like burnt aqua
healing the beating frisson

I am ebony inside
shading in my shadow world
some somnolent soul
waking from slumber’s dream dance 
a small death in life...

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Bygone Days
Written: By Tom Wright
4/3/2007

Remember the slogan
 “Haskell is moving, are you pushing?

The railroad depot stands no more
In the spot it occupied for so long.
Instead in it’s space, a Homeland store,
But in my memory it...

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SPRINGTIME MEMORIES



Mountain sentinels
By ancient town;
Clear waters cascade


Cobblestone streets
Winding pavements;
Trade offerings buzz


Fertile plains
Crystal clear waters;
Shady trees guard


Treasure-hunting stroll...
Through Lijiang Old Town;
Curiosity detours


So many things to see
Pleasant fare tempting;
Buying spree bargains


Artisans at work
Township flings open trade;
Silver metal...

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Corina Junghiatu, editor-in-chief of the literary magazine "Vocea Literara", based in Bucharest - Romania wishes to express her gratitude to Dr. Kairat Duissenov Parman, president of the World Nation Writer's Union Kazakhstan, affiliate of the...

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...Ideally Primed To Write...

Fallow wing on figurative
     awk kill lees heal
of: "My on call (Uncle)
     Muse Never Sleeps"-
     which hoop fully

  ...

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I felt my name slip off his tongue 
Before he even thought to consider 
Whether to pronounce it 
Ashanti Asante or Asanti 

Oh Queen Nanny, let them be 
Pitch black warriors 
made night their playground...

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Callum is an old-fashioned man on the verge of becoming history’s memory

Ancient even in that he holds only one job but that is for privation of another 

Sort of a whiz kid at what he...

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Today I had a strange experience, 
Not in this group but in another group. 

‘Poetry and Lit'rature' it is not, 
In ‘Written or Revealed Poetry' thread. 

Asked, have I written poems in my life? 
I...

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Twas twiglo, and the snellish whidgers            did sprowl and danzal in the warsh;           ...

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When I appear there Nature seems to 
Dance and dance and dance, 
When I disappear she is prone to 
Weep and weep and weep. 

Withdraws all clouds from sky to set a 
Splendid scenery, 
So...

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TwentyFabelThree 
TwentyFabelThree 
Viewpoint Of The Fish 
 
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Invariably life is surmounted and over come with obstacles designed to amuse 
the abusers among the men the users of the clay to mold the old...

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A battlefront benefactress,
She has her fortress, a fortified Princess, inside the dungeon of distress,
Tiled with the bone chips of ingratitude colored in pigments of black bright & rugid red,
An arrowhead chandelier illuminated by wicked tears,...

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I imagine relief while feeling comfortably numb...
anesthetized courtesy central air 

analogous to gulping down
a tall glass of ice cold water, 
which equals ultimate thirst quencher,
especially for those 
experiencing onset dehydration,
the following poetic opinion/editorial  
shared...

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Him fountain of eternal joy from 
Where life is renewed, 
Ageing and life to be drained out, exit 
From the world is nigh, 
When suddenly comes a call from him 
Above, who regulates 
The flow...

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As always when in the initial throes
of writing what I strive to concoct viz
pièce de ré·sis·tance, 
which grandiose whim fizz
hills with utter futility, nonetheless this
nondescript husband under

scores comment, while pulling his
grizzled hair of chinny chin...

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I have been away for a while now, this is because I was busy working towards the accomplishment of my novel, titled "Shoeless Night." It's a true life story, and it is just 6 months...

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Ages there are in which the ration'l man 
And th'intuitive stand side by side, the one 

In fear of intuition, or scorn for abstraction; 
Irrational one, the other inartistic. 

They both desire to rule over...

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Parades are festive 
They send a celebratory message 
Protests have an evil look 
Like they were run by a crook 
Ranting 
Chanting 
Yelling and screaming 
Confused definition lacking structure meaning 
Anger released in this one...

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Day 5

Weather
The alarm is still ringing , hale's are still dropping like flies

Youngster
"I need Mama , she don't like to be alone" as he start's to rush toward the threshold of the door

Inquisitive teacher
"Stop running...

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It takes a thousand words or less 
Before going to press 
A story to be told 
Quick read message needing to be sold 
True an author can build on things 
Planting more tree rings
Staying away...

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Ole to yon poet writer of words
Yet engaging tarring rhythmically graphics
As all four corners images edging
I have dreamed of these those sketches
I heard an endearing, developing edging
That moment my soul grew Polaroid™
Much I marveled this...

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Day#4
Inquisitive Teacher
"What do you mean he comes into your room at night , and touches you ?''

Weather Announcement
Hale the size of gum ball's start to drop as if a meteor of shower's were to greet...

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